Curse Of Desire: Complete And Uncut (Taboo Erotica)

by Anya Merchant

  Tim took off the last of his clothes. The act of being naked in front of his sister still felt slightly taboo, but he was past letting himself care that much. He slipped into the water, finding it to be cooler than expected, and began to wash himself.

  The time he’d spent in the cave had coated him in a layer of fine, powdery dirt, along with adorning his hair with muddy clumps of filth and soot. He scrubbed raucously where he could, and then began to carefully wash the mess that was his chest.

  The wounds that he had accumulated on it were not as severe as they had initially seemed. His body had already begun to scab, and though the injury still looked nasty even after he had washed it, for the most part it did not seem to be infected.

  “What happened to you, Tim?” Kate asked him. She was looking intently at his wounds.

  “Nothing too bad, honest,” he said. “The beasts captured me, but they were kind and gracious hosts. There were some humans with them, too. The sooner we can get off this island, the better…”

  Kate gave a serious, concerned look. Tim just smiled back at her.

  “But, in the meantime, we might as well make the best of it!”

  He scooped some of the cold water into one of his hands and splashed his sister playfully. She flinched from the temperature, and then glared at him.

  “You just declared way!” she said.

  It took Kate a moment to strip down to her bra and panties, and then she cannon balled into the pond next to Tim. The two splashed each other fiercely. Their movements drew them closer together, and soon enough, they were play wrestling and attempting to dunk each other underwater.

  “Sorry sis, I think this might be an unfair match up,” said Tim. He used his size advantage on her to flip her upside down and dunk her head first into the water. He felt her hand brush across his naked member as she resurfaced, which was quickly growing hard from the excitement.

  Kate wrapped Tim in a bear hug and attempted to retaliate in kind. He was too heavy, however, and she ended up tipping them both backwards into the pond.

  As they both came up for air, Tim pulled his sister in close and hugged her, for real. She laughed, and then saw the serious look in his eyes and became aware of just how close to each other they were, and how naked they were.

  “I’ve missed you a lot, you know, Kate,” said Tim. “Things were pretty weird in that underground cell,”

  “Oh, I can imagine,” she replied. Their eyes were locked onto each other’s, and a powerful air of tension was quickly settling over them.

  “We should have dinner, soon,” Tim said. His face was slowly leaning closer to his sister’s, and he could feel his erection pressing against her leg under the water.

  “Yeah, we should,” said Kate, softly.

  Tim leaned in all the way and kissed her, and instantly the two were groping at each other hotly. He pulled himself onto the bank of the pond and led Kate up by her hand, and then pushed her down against the soft grass and straddled her.

  Kate was kissing his neck, arms wrapped around him, and breath hot on his ear. Tim unhooked her bra and roughly pulled it off her, followed by her panties. His cock was rock hard now, and he pushed it against his sister’s entrance, impatient in his need to be inside her.

  Kate moaned, and pulled him into her. His cock slid into her wetness smoothly and easily. Kate was tight, but she wanted Tim to fuck her, and her cunt reflected that. Tim began to thrust, kissing his sister passionately as he did.

  The two were lost in their own world of pleasure. Tim felt the same guilt rise up in his mind, the guilt of the taboo, the guilt of taking advantage of his sister and circumstances and the curse, and pushed it out. He wanted her, badly. His cock ached for release, but he also needed something that only she had to offer. Her love, and acceptance, and warm familiarity, all of these things were there for him, not for the taking, but for the sharing.

  “Oh god, Tim,” said Kate. Her hands were pinching into his back as she breathed heavily. “I love you, little brother…”

  The words pushed Tim over the edge. He began to fuck his sister faster, and harder, pumping in and out of her as though it were the only thing his body knew how to do. Her hips thrust up against his, and she began to buck wildly as her body passed into orgasm.

  Tim didn’t last long after that. The feeling of his sister’s inner muscles clamping down on his cock felt almost like a hand jerking him off tightly. He pushed into her a couple more times quickly, and then came deep inside her.

  He breathed heavy for a moment, savoring the waves of pleasure flowing through and over his body, and then collapsed beside her, exhausted. Kate rubbed his arm, and then curled around his side, resting on her younger brother in much the same way a young woman would rest on her lover.

  CHAPTER 34

  The sun was setting quickly, and Tim and Kate made their way back to their shelter. The cave was no longer as comforting and homely as it used to be, not with Leah gone. They did their best to keep the mood light as they built a fire and prepared dinner.

  Kate had gathered some coconuts and managed to find some nice oysters and crab meat in the time that Tim had been in captivity. Using one of the hollowed out coconut shells, he was able to get some water boiling for the oysters. The crab he skewered and cooked right over the fire.

  Tim used some of the more of the leafy foliage he could find in the jungle to hide the door of the cave as best he could. The light of the fire was mostly obscured, and the only real sign of them that could be seen came from the smoke billowing out the crack in the roof, which he hoped would not be too conspicuous. Kate looked worried as they ate, and he rubbed her wrist comfortingly.

  “They won’t attack us, I don’t think,” he said to her. “Not yet, at least. I left quite the impression on them.”

  “We’re not safe here, Tim,” replied Kate. “There’s no way they don’t know about this cave, the island is tiny.”

  “It’s going to take them a little time to get reorganized,” he said. “Kate, the book that the old man gave me…it’s not a normal book.”

  She stared at him blankly. He realized that Kate still hadn’t seen any of the book’s magic, and scratched the back of his head as he tried to think of how to explain it to her.

  “The book is what let me escape,” he said. “Actually, the book is why they didn’t kill me in the first place. And it will be what keeps them from attacking us, at least not immediately. Tomorrow we will get what we need together, and get out of here.”

  “How the hell do you plan on that?” asked Kate. “We’re in the middle of the ocean, Tim. Even a raft wouldn’t get us very far.”

  Tim smiled, and pulled out the book. He began leafing through its pages until he finally found the one he was looking for. He showed it to Kate, and she instantly understood what he had planned.

  “There is no way that will work,” she said to him. “You’re going to get the both of us killed.”

  “Hey, a plan is a plan,” he said. “Just trust me. This will solve all of our troubles.”

  The next morning, Tim began putting his idea into action. He gathered everything of value in the cave and packed away in his back pack. Kate gave him a skeptical look as they stood outside together, taking one last look at their shelter.

  “Alright, I’ll get us our ride,” he said. “You just hang tight on the beach and stay safe.”

  “I’m coming with you,” she replied. “Splitting up is the last thing we should do right now.”

  Tim reluctantly nodded, and the two set off. Their first course of action was to head down towards the beach, down the trail that Tim had cut with his machete days earlier. The coconut trees at the bottom still had a couple of fruit left on them, and Kate plucked one or two down from one of the lower hanging trees and tucked them under her arm.

  “We might be at sea for a while,” she said. “Ever little bit off food helps.”

  “If things go off with a hitch, we’ll be across it in no time,” Tim said.


  He led her down the beach, cautiously. This was the first part of the plan that posed a challenge. They traveled around the island, all the way back to where Tim had escaped from the cave. There was no sign of beasts, Mona, or anybody else outside the large craggy entrance. Tim couldn’t decide whether or not that was a good thing.

  There, overturned and hidden behind some jungle foliage, were a couple of small, old looking wooden dinghies. Tim had seen them right after his escape, but had not been able to imagine how they’d be useful given the vast distance of water they would have to cross, at least not right then. He pulled off some the overgrown vines and began struggling to flip one of them right side up and onto the sand.

  “Give me a hand, would you?” he grunted to his sister.

  Kate sighed, still not entirely sold on his plan, and then joined him. It took all of their strength, but they finally managed to flip it over. Tim began pushing it towards the water, and it slid relatively easily through the sand.

  “You came back!” yelled a voice. “I’m so glad!”

  Tim turned and saw Mona rushing towards him out of the jungle, flanked by two of the beasts. He unshouldered his back pack, dropped it to ground, and then pulled his sword slowly out of its sheath.

  “Get behind me, Kate,” he said to his sister. Mona and the beasts slowed as they approached the two of them.

  “And just who the fuck is this?” asked Mona.

  Tim glared at her, and felt Kate grab onto his shoulder from behind them.

  “What the hell is going on?” she whispered. “Is this one of the other people on the island?”

  “It’s a long story,” he said to her. “But trust me, she is not friendly,”

  “And neither are you, apparently!” shouted Mona. “What you did to my pets when we captured you was bad enough, but your escape…even if parts of it were pleasurable, it was just about as debase as a man can get.”

  Kate shot Tim a confused look. He shrugged his shoulders and did his best to look innocent in return.

  “But regardless, it was another nice demonstration of just how dangerous that book is in your hands,” “Mona continued. “I’m going to need both you and your little girlfriend to come with me,”

  “Not a chance,” replied Tim. He stepped forward, brandishing his sword dangerously and staring Mona and the beasts down.

  “That’s really not a good idea,” Mona said.

  “I think it’s an excellent idea,” he said. “Kate, take the book out of my bag, now!”

  As soon as the words left his mouth, the two beasts charged forward. He threw himself towards them, swinging his sword wildly. He managed to score a hit across one of their snouts, and took a blow to the shoulder from a paw.

  “The book Kate!” he yelled. “Get it open!”

  “What page?” she cried back. “What do you want me to do with it?”

  Tim was distracted by the two beasts closing in on him, and rightly so. His sword was still held tight in his hand. He wasn’t going to let it be knocked away, not this time. The two of them were getting out of there, no matter what.

  “I never wanted to fight you, Tim,” said Mona. She was back a small distance from the action, and had a genuinely conflicted look on her face. “Just join us. It’s not so bad here on the island. There’s more through traffic than you would expect.”

  “I’m going to have to respectfully decline,” he said. One of the beasts charged forward, and this time Tim reacted in time to thrust underneath its guard, jamming the blade deep into its skull. He quickly pulled the sword out, and the creature fell limply to the side.

  As he moved towards the other one, two more beasts rushed out of the cave, along with the man that Tim had seen underground. The look on his face was one of unbridled fury.

  “You bastard!” he cried, starting towards Tim. “I will make you pay for hurting her.”

  “Easy, Anders,” said Mona. “I want him alive,”

  Tim held his sword out in front of him and cut through the air a few times as he moved back and towards Kate. The boat was on the edge of the water, and she was leaned up against it. The three remaining beasts, Mona, and Anders had surrounded them. Their only escape would be out to sea, but with so many enemies to keep at bay it seemed like an impossible path.

  “What are we going to do, Tim?” asked Kate. The look on her face was fearful, and her eyes seemed to reflect their approaching doom.

  “Simple,” he replied.

  Tim dropped his hand down on the cover of the ancient tome that Kate was still carrying. He felt a strange energy spark between his fingers and its inside as he opened it.

  “Stop him!” yelled Mona. “Don’t let him use the book!”

  It was already too late. Tim flicked it open, to no page in particular, and pushed his palm against the page. A bright white light began to emanate from his chest, blinding him and the beasts, which cowed back in fear. It felt hot, and seemed to vibrate the air around him, releasing a high pitched tone that hummed inside his ears.

  “This thing could really use a table of contents,” he muttered. As Tim looked down at his body, which admittedly was impressive in its brightness, he wondered just how the spell he had cast would work.

  “Get him!” Mona. “Before he does anything else!”

  One of the beasts began moving towards Tim. He lifted his sword and swung it as though to warn it off and was surprised by a bright arc that seemed to form in the air in its wake and fly forward. The arc struck the beast and severed it in two, along with a number of palm trees and jungle vegetation behind it.

  A moment of quiet interlude followed for the next few seconds. Tim stared down slack jawed at his sword and body. Mona and the rest of her group stared in much the same way. Only Kate seemed to still have her composure, and she busily flipped through the pages of the tome, looking for something.

  “Alright, so if I were you, I would call off this attack,” Tim said.

  “You bastard!” cried Mona. “You kill my pets, and expect me to just turn away?”

  She began walking towards him, slowly and deliberately, unafraid. Tim pulled his sword back, preparing for another swing.

  “I’m not going to give you another warning, Mona,” he said. “Back off…”

  She acted as though she didn’t hear him, closing the distance even faster. He cut the air with his sword, and again, a blinding flash of light coalesced into a forward moving killing arc, headed straight towards Mona. Her reflexes were good, however, and she leaped high into the air, dodging it neatly. The man Anders, who Tim remembered roughing up during his escape, wasn’t so lucky, and took the cut right across his neck, severing his head from his body neatly.

  “He was in your position once, I hope you know,” said Mona. “Just another castaway here on my island, completely innocent. I spared him! I spared his life, and you kill him like a butcher.”

  Tim was silent, and the spell chose that moment to begin to die off. His body stopped glowing, and he could feel the magic fading out of him. Mona and the remaining to beasts rushed towards him.

  “I found it Tim!” yelled Kate. “Get in, now!”

  She had pushed the boat into the shallows and was crouched inside of it. The book was held open in her hands, and Tim could see from the illustration that it was exactly the page they needed to make use of in order to escape. Unfortunately, he had to deal with his remaining enemies before that could happen.

  The first beast to reach Tim still seemed wary, and approached him as though he could still use the magic from before. Tim used this to his advantage and rushed forward, skewering the thing through the mouth and yanking his sword back out in two quick, successive motions.

  Mona and the other one were on him immediately aft. He whirled, and stabbed into the attacking beast as it pulled up on its hind legs. His strike pierced through the stomach of the beast, but the way it twisted afterwards pulled his blade out of his grip.

  Mona knocked into him immediately after, taking advantage of t
he opening. He landed on the sand, and she landed on top of him, clawing at his chest and shoulders. Tim shielded his face the best he could and tried to unmount her, but she was stronger than she looked.

  “Why?” she cried, pounding her fists on his chest. “Why, Tim…?”

  He began to feel less like he was fighting for his life and more like he was fending off a scorned lover. Tears were streaming down Mona’s face, and the blows she rained down on him began to be less and less severe.

  “Things could have been so different,” she said, quietly. A ragged sob leaked out of her throat, and she collapsed her head onto his chest.

  “Tim, push her up!” cried Kate. She had pulled his sword out of the chest of the beast, and was rushing over with it.

  “No!” he called back. “No, it’s okay Kate. She’s not a threat, anymore,”

  Tim lifted the physically and emotionally exhausted body of Mona off of him, and set her down in the sand. She continued to cry as he stood up and began walking over to the boat.

  “Mona, I’m sorry…” he said, turning away from her for the last time. She made no reply, and continued lying on the sand, breathing heavily and defeated.

  “Let’s go,” said Kate.

  CHAPTER 35

  The two of them climbed into the small boat. The book was still open on the page that Tim needed. The picture depicted a huge wave, with a boat underneath, within its curl.

  “If we try this and it doesn’t work, we will both end up dead,” Kate said to him.

  “Yeah, well if we don’t try it, we will also end up dead,” he said back. “Just trust me. Or at least trust in the fact that I usually have pretty good ideas.”

  Tim took a small oar that was on the bottom of the boat and began rowing them a short distance out, just far enough for the water to start to get deep. He looked back at the shore of the island, and was a little surprised by just how small it looked. Mona was still lying on the beach, tiny and defeated.

  “It was a pretty nice place, you have to admit,” he said.