Me my younger sister and mom ambush in isolated island

I am Emma. I am 19 years old. My older sister is Isabel. She is 22. Our stepmom is Alexandera. She is 39. We are a very rich family. We own a big yacht. It is white and shiny. We took it out for a trip on the sea. The trip was for six days. We spent the first few hours taking pictures. The sun was bright. The water was blue and calm. We drank alcohol. It was cold and tasty. We laughed a lot. Isabel wore a red bikini. It hugged her body tight. Her breasts were full and bounced when she moved. Alexandera had a black bikini. It showed her curves. Her hips were wide. She looked strong and sexy. I had a pink bikini. It was small. My skin was tanned from the sun.

We sailed far from the city. No one else was around. Just the three of us and the sea. My father was with us at first. He took care of the yacht. He steered it with big hands. But on the last day, he got a call. Work needed him back home. He kissed us goodbye. 'Be safe, girls,' he said. He took a small boat to shore. Now it was just us women. Isabel took the wheel. She knew how to drive . Alexandera checked the maps. I poured more drinks. We felt free. The wind blew our hair. Salt air filled our lungs.

The sea was endless. Waves rocked the yacht gently. We planned to go to an isolated island. It was small and far. No people lived there. Maps said it was safe. Perfect for more photos. We wanted to pose on white sand. Drink under palm trees. Isabel steered toward it. The island grew bigger on the horizon. Green trees and rocky shores. No boats in sight. We anchored close to the beach. The water was clear. Fish swam below.

We put on sunscreen. Slippery lotion on our skin. Isabel rubbed it on my back. Her hands were warm. Alexandera helped Isabel. They giggled. We grabbed our phones and a basket with snacks and booze. The gangplank lowered. We stepped onto the sand. It was hot under our feet. We kicked off flip-flops. Walked barefoot. The beach was empty. Just shells and seaweed. We spread a blanket. Posed for pictures. I stood with hands on hips. Wind lifted my bikini top a little. Exposed my nipple for a second. We laughed. Isabel took shots of Alexandera bending over. Her ass cheeks peeked out. Round and firm.

Thirty minutes passed. We relaxed. Drank cold beer. The sun beat down. Sweat mixed with lotion. Our bodies glistened. Isabel lay on her stomach. Untied her top strings. Tanned her back even. Alexandera sipped wine. Legs spread wide. Her bikini bottom rode up. Showed the outline of her pussy lips. I snapped photos. Felt a buzz from the alcohol. Everything was perfect. Then we heard a motor. Far away at first. Growing louder. We sat up. Looked out.

A small boat came into view. Old and rusty. Full of men. Twenty-two of them. They were dirty. Clothes torn and stained. Beards rough. Skin burned by sun. They looked cheap. Like workers from bad places. No smiles on their faces. Eyes hard. The boat chugged closer. They saw our yacht. Big and rich. Their eyes lit up. Greed showed. They tied their boat to ours. Climbed aboard. Started grabbing things. Bags, bottles, anything expensive.

We ran back to the yacht. Still in bikinis. Hearts pounded. 'Hey! Stop that!' Isabel yelled. She was brave. Stood tall. Hands on hips. Her breasts heaved. Alexandera joined her. 'Get off our boat!' she shouted. Voice strong. I hid behind them. Peeking out. The men turned. Saw us. Three women. Half naked. Young and hot. Their faces changed. From thieves to hungry wolves. They dropped the bags. Walked toward us. Grinning now. Teeth yellow. One man, big and bald, licked his lips. 'Look at these bitches,' he said. Voice rough.

Isabel stepped forward. 'Leave now or we'll call the coast guard.' But no signal here. Island too far. The men laughed. All 22. Surrounded us. Cut off the gangplank. No escape. Alexandera grabbed a deck chair. Swung it. Hit one man's arm. He grunted. Grabbed it away. Pushed her down. She fell on her back. Bikini top shifted. One breast out. Pink nipple hard from fear. The bald man grabbed Isabel. His hand on her arm. Squeezed hard. She kicked. Hit his shin. He slapped her face. Red mark bloomed.

I screamed. Tried to run. Two men caught me. One from each side. Their hands rough on my skin. Fingers dug into my waist. Pulled my bikini strings. Top fell off. My small breasts bounced free. Nipples perked in the air. 'No! Let go!' I cried. They dragged me to the deck. Pushed me down. Knees scraped wood. Isabel fought. Punched a man's chest. He grabbed her hair. Yanked back. Exposed her neck. Ripped her top. Her full tits spilled out. Heavy and swaying.

Alexandera got up. Charged at the bald one. He caught her wrist. Twisted it. She yelped. He punched her stomach. She doubled over. Gasped for air. Two men held her arms. Pulled them back. Her black bikini strained. The strings snapped. Top gone. Her big breasts hung free. Dark nipples erect. The men stared. Hands reached out. Grabbed and squeezed. She twisted. Tried to pull away. But more hands came. On her ass. Slapping it hard. Red prints formed.

The game started fast. No mercy. The bald man pushed Isabel down. On her knees. Face to the deck. He yanked her bikini bottom. Tore it off. Her ass bare. Pussy exposed. Shaved smooth. He unzipped his pants. Pulled out his cock. Thick and veiny. Already hard. Precum dripped. He spat on his hand. Rubbed it on the head. Then rammed into her pussy. No warning. Isabel screamed. Body jerked. 'Stop! It hurts!' But he thrust deep. Balls slapped her clit. In and out. Fast and rough.

Two men held her arms. Pinned her. Another grabbed her hair. Forced her head up. Shoved his cock in her mouth. Gagged her. She choked. Saliva dripped. He fucked her face. Pushed to her throat. Tears ran down her cheeks. Her body rocked from the pounding behind. Pussy stretched. Juices forced out. Wet sounds filled the air. Slap slap slap. The bald man grunted. 'Tight little slut.' He slapped her ass. Left a handprint. Harder thrusts. She moaned around the cock in her mouth.

Alexandera was next. They threw her on a lounge chair. Legs spread wide. One man knelt between them. Ripped her bottom off. Her pussy hairy. Bush dark. He buried his face first. Licked her folds. Tongue rough. Sucked her clit. She bucked. 'No! Get off!' But her body betrayed. Hips twitched. He laughed. Stood up. Cock out. Long and curved. He slammed in. Filled her deep. She cried out. Back arched. Breasts jiggled. Two men sucked her nipples. Bit them. Pulled with teeth. Pain mixed with unwanted pleasure.

Another man climbed on the chair. Straddled her chest. Cock between her tits. Squeezed them around it. Fucked the valley. Tip hit her chin. She turned her head. He grabbed her jaw. Forced it open. Shoved in. Fucked her mouth. Gurgled sounds. Spit bubbled. Below, the man in her pussy pounded. Hands on her thighs. Bruises forming. He pulled out. Cum shot on her bush. Hot ropes. Then another took his place. Fatter cock. Stretched her more. She whimpered.

I watched in horror. My turn came quick. The two holding me threw me on the deck. Face down. Ass up. One man kicked my legs apart. Fingers probed my pussy. Through the bikini. Then tore it off. Naked now. My young body exposed. Pussy tight. Virgin almost. He fingered me rough. Two digits in. Scissored. I sobbed. 'Please don't.' Ignored. He pulled out his cock. Short but thick. Head purple. Pressed against my hole. Pushed in. Burned. I screamed. He covered my mouth. Thrust all the way. Balls on my clit.

He fucked hard. Hips slammed my ass. Cheeks rippled. Pain shot through me. But wetness came.Sloppy sounds. Another man knelt in front. Cock at my lips. 'Suck it, bitch.' I shook my head. He pinched my nose. Forced mouth open. Shoved in. Fucked my throat. Gagged me. Tears flowed. Nose ran. They used me like a doll. Back and forth. Cock in pussy. Cock in mouth. Hands everywhere. Pinching nipples. Slapping ass. I felt dirty. Broken.

The men rotated. Never stopped. On the yacht deck. Sun hot. Sweat poured. Our bodies slick. Isabel was pulled up. Bent over the railing. Ass to the sea. Two men took turns. One in pussy. One in ass. Double penetration. She howled. Holes stretched. Anal virgin. Blood mixed with lube. They didn't care. Thrust in sync. Her tits swung. Grabbed by passing hands. Milked like udders. Cum dripped down her thighs. White streaks.

A man sat on a chair. Pulled her on his lap. Cowgirl style. Cock up her pussy. Bounced her. Hands on hips. Another stood behind. Pushed into her ass. Sandwich. She screamed loud. Filled completely. Walls rubbed. Friction burned. They fucked up and down. Her body shook. Orgasms forced. She hated it. But body spasmed. Juices squirted. Men laughed. 'She's cumming!' More cum inside. Overflowed. Pussy farted it out.

Alexandera on her back now. Legs over shoulders. Man pile-drove her. Cock deep. Hit cervix. She grunted. Painful. Another between her legs. Licked her clit while fucked. Tongue flicked. She bucked. Tried to fight. But hands held wrists. A third man jerked off on her face. Cum splashed eyes. Stuck lashes. She blinked. Tasted salt. Mouth filled again. Swallowed forced. Throat worked.

They moved her to the cabin. Inside cool. But no relief. On the bed. Four men at once. One in mouth. One in pussy. One in ass. One in each hand. Jerked them. She was airtight. Body rocked. Holes plugged. Sweat and cum mixed. Bed soaked. Sheets twisted. She moaned muffled. Eyes rolled back. Overstimulated.

I was dragged below too. To the floor. On all fours. Doggy train. One after another. Cock in pussy. Pull out. Next in. No break. Cum lubed the way. Pussy numb. Swollen. Red. They flipped me. Missionary. Legs pinned back. Ankles by ears. Folded. Deep access. Cocks hit spots. Unwanted tingles. I cried. But hips lifted slight. Betrayed.

One man lay down. Me on top. Reverse cowgirl. Ass to his face. He licked my asshole. Tongue probed. Wet. Then finger in. Scissored. Prepared. Another man front. Cock in pussy. Double again. Full. Stuffed. They thrust opposite. Pulled me apart. I wailed. Breasts grabbed. Sucked hard. Bite marks.

Hours passed. Sun moved. Men took breaks. Drank our booze. Ate snacks. Watched us. Made us perform. Isabel and Alexandera forced together. Kiss. Lick each other. 69 on deck. Tongues in pussies. Sucked cum from holes. Men jerked watching. Shot loads on their faces. Pearly masks.

I had to suck cocks. Line up. Kneel. One by one. Mouth fucked. Jaw ached. Cum swallowed. Some pulled out. On tits. Dripped down. Sticky. They pissed too. Marked territory. Hot streams on skin. Humiliation.

Night fell. Stars out. Sea dark. They lit lanterns. Continued. Tied us up. Wrists to railing. Asses out. Fucked from behind. Whips with belts. Red welts. Cries echoed.
Isabel's pussy gaped. Loose. Cum pooled. Ass red. Swollen. She begged. 'Enough.' They laughed. More cocks.

Alexandera's body bruised. Nipples raw. Holes used raw. She passed out once. Woke to face fuck.

My young frame shook. Every hole filled multiple times. Cum in belly. Full. Leaked out.

Finally, dawn. Men tired. Took what they wanted. Expensive items cash. Left on their boat. We collapsed. Broken. Cum covered. Hurting.

And they in morning we came back and prettend that nothing happen.