this is a satire of the movie "love wrecked" starring amanda bynes, in which jenny (amanda's character) meets a much different fate than she did in the movie.
jenny gets wrecked
(Mf, beating, cherry, cons, gag, oral, r@pe, $nuff, viol)
Jason Masters knew he wasn't the sharpest knife in the drawer, but at the same time he also knew that he wasn't a complete and utter fucking moron; from the very beginning he'd been well aware that he and the hot little dipsh!t he'd met on his first day on St. Lucius weren't really marooned on some deserted island out in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. This wasn't a rerun of Gilligan's Fucking Island. But even so, he let the lie stand, and even pretended to injure himself when he was pulling the raft up onto the shore. Because he had a plan, and he was pretty sure that, dumb as he was, this little twat who was trying to pull the sheep over his eyes was even dumber.
What was her name again? Janet? Julie? Juno?
Woah, Jason thought to himself as the cute little jizzbag put a dressing on his supposedly fucked up foot, now there's a hot chick. Wouldn't mind knocking her up myself. As long as I didn't have to pay for any screaming brats, anyway. Abortions, yes, brats, fuck that sh!t.
"Ow," Jason said, somewhat convincingly.
"Sorry," the lovely pussy replied. "I'll try to be gentle."
That was a sentence Jason had never uttered in his entire life.
"Thanks, I appreciate it. Uh, I'm kind of embarrassed to ask, but what was your name again?"
"It's Jenny," the beaver answered with a smile. "Jenny Taylor. I'm, like, your biggest fan on the entire planet. I have all your CDs, and a bunch of your posters, and tapes of all the interviews you've done on TV. Believe it or not, I even have a Jason Masters action figure. Two of them, actually; one is still in its original packaging and the other." Jenny paused, as if reluctant to go on, but then she did. "The other I keep on a shelf above my bed." She looked embarrassed, and even blushed a little. "With my books."
"That's awesome," Jason said. He had been checking out her tits, which were also awesome in a bright blue bikini top, but now he brought his eyes up to meet hers. "You're awesome too, Jessica."
"It's Jenny," Jenny said. She didn't seem to be upset about his getting her name wrong; in fact, the look in her eyes was one of pure worshipful adoration. Jason saw that look in the eyes of just about every girl he came in contact with. "You really think I'm awesome?"
"Of course I do, Jane. I mean, the way you rescued me from drowning, and now the way you've bandaged my foot. Most girls wouldn't have the presence of mind, or the courage, to do all that. Hell, most of the girls I've known wouldn't have the brains to do it, either."
"Oh, Jason, you're just saying that."
"No, really, most of the chicks I go with are fucking idiots. But I can tell that you're pretty smart, Jill."
"It's Jenny," Jenny said. "But who cares? I'm just glad to be able to help you. And even though it kinda sucks, I'm glad we're marooned on this island together. Alone."
Jenny put special emphasis on the word 'alone,' and moved her eyebrows up and down. At first Jason thought she was trying to do a Groucho Marx impression, but then he thought about it and realized what message she was trying to send.
"Oh, right," he said. "So, uh, what have you always imagined would happen if you ever got me alone?"
Jenny laughed shyly and said, "Do you want me to tell you or do you want me to show you?"
"Oh, by all means, go ahead and show me."
Jenny sat back and seemed to consider what she would do next, then grinned at Jason as she unfastened her bikini top. She pulled the straps down first, then slowly pulled the cups down, exposing her firm round tits. Her nipples were a light brown, and small but hard. As Jason always did when girls showed him their tits (and they always showed him their tits), he impulsively reached out and took one in his hand, cupping it gently in his palm. Jenny's grin grew just a tiny bit less certain but, a trooper, she kept going. She leaned forward and unbuttoned the fly on Jason's pants, then reached in and tenderly wrapped her fingers around his semi-hard cock. She just as tenderly pulled it out and began to lightly slide her hand up and down the shaft. With her other hand she brushed some hair from her face, then dipped her head down and brought her mouth right down over the end of his cock.
"Oh yeah," Jason said, a grin now on his own face; as far as he was concerned, there was nothing better in the entire world than getting his dick sucked by a hot young chick. Pussy was nice too, of course, but nothing beat getting head. It made all that stupid hard ass work he had to do for his music career worth it.
And Jenny was no slouch when it came to bobbing on a knob: she had gotten most of his cock in her mouth, and now she slowly brought it back up, sliding her warm wet tongue and lips all the way up to the tip, then just as slowly descending again, this time managing to take even more of him into her mouth. She even went a little too far, making herself gag a little. That was okay with Jason, though; he liked it when chicks gagged on his cock. In fact, he liked it so much when Jenny did it that he grabbed the back of her head and pushed her down even further, making her seriously choke. She had to yank her head back up and pull away to get some air. Jason thought that was hilarious. Jenny gave him a bit of a frosty look, but then she simply cleared her throat and went back to sucking on him. She did a superb job, and in less than two minutes Jason got off, spurting his semen directly into her mouth. Jenny took it all in, but instead of swallowing (which was what Jason preferred his bitches do) she spit it out, letting the white milky stuff spill down her chin and onto her awesome tits.
"How was that?" she asked as she wiped the splooge from her lips. Her tone of voice suggested she was hoping for some positive feedback.
"Pretty cool," Jason told her. "You're a really good cocksucker, Jenny. And I mean that."
"Gee, thanks," Jenny said, clearly feeling complimented even though he'd half-insulted her. "I was really glad to do it. I've been fantasizing about it ever since I first saw you on that TV show, 'My Brother The Dweeb.' Of course, back then you weren't a rock star or anything, but I still thought you were totally amazing. You were the first boy I ever fantasized sucking off."
"Yeah, great," Jason said. He was a little bored now, since he'd heard this line from hundreds of girls. Besides, he hated that fucking TV show; he'd had to play The Dweeb, and he'd had to do it for peanuts. The only good thing about it was that the sixteen year old girl who starred in the show (his TV sister) had given him numerous and truly rockin blowjobs. His TV mom had too, but mostly she'd just liked to get fucked.
"I can't wait to put this in my diary," Jenny said. "But don't worry, I won't go around blabbing to everybody about our intimate moments."
Might as well, Jason thought. I'm gonna be telling everybody I know. Hell, your picture's going on my MySpace page.
Jenny seemed to catch herself, then, doing a very bad acting job, said, "I mean, if we ever make it off this deserted island out in the middle of nowhere."
"Uh huh. Say, Janice, could you maybe go find something to eat? I'm hungry."
"Sure!" Jenny sprang to her feet, making her amazing tits bounce amazingly, and began to hurriedly put her bikini top back on. "You just wait here and I'll find something really tasty. Be back before you know it."
She started off and Jason smiled to himself as he lay back with his hands behind his head. What a dipsh!t, he thought.
*****
About an hour later Jenny returned with a bunch of fruit that she supposedly gathered from the jungle. Jason got her to suck him off again while he ate bananas and oranges and kiwi. When he was done he lay back in the sand to doze and Jenny curled up next to him. When Jason woke up some time later he saw Jenny out in the water, supposedly catching fish barehanded. She brought them back to the shore, holding them like trophies and grinning. Jason figured he had to hand it to her; she was going to a hell of a lot of effort. Too bad she was too stupid to understand that she could have had him without all this play acting. Hell, if he hadn't been pressed for time, he'd have taken her up to his hotel room when he first met her.
I'm gonna have to talk to my manager about that, he told himself. Less work, more teenage girls to fuck.
Jenny got a fire going in a little makeshift fire pit and started cooking the fish. When it was done she fed it to him like a slave feeding her master. It gave him a woody and suddenly he wanted her again. Except this time he wasn't going to get head from the little slut; he was going to get some pussy.
Jason gave Jenny his come on look and Jenny, smiling and blushing and, apparently, having a small orgasm, made her way over to him. They embraced, kissed, caressed, and Jason got her bikini top off again. He played with her tits while he French kissed her, then went for her bikini bottoms. He was surprised when Jenny suddenly grabbed his wrist and, pulling her mouth away from his, said, "I'm sorry, Jason, I, um, can't go all the way. I wanna wait till I'm married."
"Oh," Jason said. "Okay, well, that's cool. I understand completely. And I don't have a problem with that. We'll only go as far as you wanna go." He was lying, of course; he didn't understand at all, and he wasn't going to stop short when he didn't want to. And he sure as hell wasn't gonna be marrying this dumb cunt. So Jason did what he always did when any hot little fan refused to spread her legs on command: he socked her in the jaw.
Jenny yelped in surprise and pain as she fell back on the sand. Jason was immediately on top of her, smacking her some more, keeping her disoriented. After about six or seven good slaps in the face he snagged her bikini bottoms and yanked them down her legs. Once he had them off of her he tossed them away. Jenny screamed and tried to wriggle out from under him but he pretty much had her pinned; he could do whatever he wanted with her. He slapped her again, then forced her legs apart and wormed his way between them. Jenny screamed again but the sound of the surf drowned it out enough that, even if someone was relatively close by they wouldn't have been able to hear her.
Not that Jason was worried about witnesses; he had lawyers and tons of money to deal with those problems.
He hit her again, then again, then grabbed Jenny by her throat and banged her head into the sand a few times, not because he felt it was necessary but simply because he liked roughing girls up. Beating the sh!t out of chicks was almost as much fun as fucking them.
Jenny's face was getting all puffed up, and her lips and nose were bleeding, which just turned him on even more. He hit her a few more times, punched her tits twice, then pushed the end of his cock up to her pussy. Jenny was dazed enough that she couldn't have resisted now even if she tried. Jason wormed his cock in between her pussy lips, then shoved hard. Jenny cried out in pain, which also turned Jason on. The stupid slut was tight, though, so tight that he had to really force it in there. It hurt a little bit, which did not turn him on. He hit her again, this time breaking her nose, and said, "That's for being a virgin, you fucking sh!thead."
Jenny let out a pathetic wail, probably because she'd just gotten her cherry busted, then seemed to just give up, as if her life didn't mean anything anymore. That too turned Jason on. He started fucking her, rhythmically pounding his cock into the dumbass slut's tight pussy, grunting and squeezing one of her tits and yanking hard on her ponytail. Jenny's lithe but battered body bucked helplessly beneath him as she continued to weep and moan.
In less than a minute Jason felt the approaching tide of orgasm. He shouted, "Oh yeah!" as he shoved his cock deep into the stupid tramp's cunt a few more times, then suddenly pulled out. He yanked once more on Jenny's ponytail, forcing her head up from the ground, and pushed the end of his cock up to her face. Jenny was still crying like a little baby and her mouth was wide open, so that when Jason shot his load the first dollop of his milky come spilled right into her mouth. Jason groaned with pleasure as more jets of semen flew out, splattering in Jenny's hair, on her forehead and cheeks. The last few shots were small, only dribbles, but Jason made them count by pushing the head of his cock up to Jenny's tiny nose and smearing his spunk up into her nostrils. It was funny, and he couldn' t resist laughing.
"Fucking cumslut," he said
He pushed her and Jenny fell onto her side in the sand. She made a pathetic attempt to try to crawl away and Jason let her go while he got his pants zipped up, then easily caught up to her (she'd only crawled about a foot and a half) and savagely kicked her in the ribs. Jenny let out a combination moan/groan and curled up into a ball. Jason kicked her a few more times, then spied a rock the size of a softball laying near the base of a palm tree. He went over and picked it up, turned, and called, Hey, Jude! Catch!" He threw the rock and it sailed straight toward Jenny, hitting her right in the back of the head. She stopped moving (and moaning) after that.
For a moment, Jason assumed he'd killed her. But on closer inspection he saw that she was still breathing (her awesome tits were moving up and down).
"Well," he said, "that sure won't do."
He squatted by Jenny's now inert body, slid his hands under her back and legs, and lifted her up from the sand. He carried her over to the life raft they'd rode in on and unceremoniously dumped her in it, then pulled the raft out to the water. He got it out far enough for it to float on its own, then climbed in and paddled about a mile out into the ocean. Once he figured he was out far enough, Jason (also unceremoniously) wrestled Jenny over the side, dropping her into the water. She floated for a few long moments, but then, still unconscious, she began to sink into the dark ocean. Jason watched her go, then when he could no longer see her, said, "So long, shark food."
He paddled back to shore, left the raft in the wet sand, then gathered his things and started walking, unencumbered by injury or dumbass slut, back to civization.
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