The Island, Chapter 26 - Sex Stories

The Island, Chapter 26

... dying, at least I would go in ecstasy, not agony. I reached for her. I placed my hands on her waist, feeling the swell of her full hips under the shirt. I leaned in and kissed her softly, tasting bubble gum toothpaste. She wrapped her arms around me and returned the kiss hungrily, her tongue thrusting into my mouth. Obviously she had been kissed before. My cock was trapped between us, its firm length sandwiched between my belly and hers, pressing into her soft body insistently. I felt the scratching of fabric on the sensitive head, and realized both of us were still half dressed. I stepped back and pulled my shirt over my head, and her eyes went to my hairy chest. She placed one small hand on my breast, and ran her fingers across my pec, then over my firm nipple. She grinned and looked me in the eye again, then reached down and pulled her own shirt over her head. Her full breasts, C-cups at least, bounced out from under the fabric as it came off, and I watched, engrossed in the spectacle, as they swayed back and forth, the big brown nipples proudly erect in their centers. “You have such a beautiful body!” I marveled in a hoarse whisper. She stood before me shyly, in just her striped bikini briefs. As before, I could see coarse hairs erupting around the overstuffed scrap of fabric. I embraced her again, my woody now sliding across the smooth skin of her belly as I kissed her. Her nipples tickled my chest, pressed against me by her firm tits. I ran my tongue along her teeth, ...

... feeling the bumps of her braces. I remembered the last time I had kissed a girl with braces; it must have been in middle school. Back then they had been all metal and sometimes fairly sharp. Juhee’s, in contrast, were smooth plastic, and did nothing more than add a little texture to the kiss, making it more interesting. My hands slid down her back, cupping the firm mounds of her ass cheeks through the silky triangle of her undies. An involuntary “Mmmmm” buzzed through her mouth into mine as she relaxed against me, enjoying the intimate contact. I felt her hand work its way between us and grasp the tip of my penis lightly. The way her fingers explored my length, I wondered if she had ever touched a male member before. I broke off the kiss, taking a half step back so I could see her hand on me. She looked down at her new toy, fondling it more aggressively as she became more and more aroused. “Is it OK if I touch it?” she asked, a little too late. “I love having you touch it,” I answered with a smile. I drew my breath in quickly as her other hand reached up to cup my balls, the smooth orbs settling into her warm palm like they were made for it. She began stroking the shaft now, instinctively knowing what to do with a hard cock. I was so horny after the tickle fight and its aftermath, I knew I wouldn’t last very long, so reluctantly stopped her by taking her hand in mine and kissing it. I kissed her neck, working my way down to her chest, and finally held those twin globes in my ...