This chapter is gonna be short but most of them will be longer.

Ayane panted heavily, whimpering as she neared her orgasm. Her 8.2" erection was practically oozing with precum as her hand moved over her shaft. Every night she had the same problem. Her cock would get hard and keep her awake unless she had time to masturbate during the day - which wasn't very often. If she didn't masturbate, she wouldn't be able to sleep. She could feel it throbbing with need as she moved her hand a little faster. Surely enough, she came. Ropes of thick, white cum shot onto her stomach.

The next day.

"We're here!"

Ayane woke up startled as she heard Zack shout through the headset. Looking out the helicopter window, she saw the island. It was bigger than the last 'Zack Island'. The beaches looked even more beautiful. Looking at her phone, she saw it was 9am. There wasn't a cloud in the sky.

As Zack landed the helicopter, Ayane got out and stretched before she grabbed her bags. "Thanks." She uttered to Zack as she walked towards the hotel. He grinned as he got back into his helicopter and took off once again.

Once she checked in and got into her room, she dropped her bag and sprawled out on the huge bed. It was bigger than any bed she'd ever seen. It could probably fit all the girls on the island. She hummed as she sunk into the soft sheets.

After getting changed into her Merrow swimsuit, Ayane decided to head to the beach and relax. As far a she could tell she was the only one around. Zack did say he was bringing everyone one by one, personally. She swung her towel over her shoulder as she walked along the beaches for a while, her feet sinking into the warm, white sand, until she found a spot. It seemed to be a secluded area, so not many people would come here. Atleast, that's what Ayane had hoped. She laid down her towel and fell backwards onto it. With a soft sigh, she stretched out with her eyes closed, reveling in the hot suns rays.