The Island, Chapter 26 - Sex Stories

The Island, Chapter 26

... hands, sucking the nipples lustily. “Oooooh!” she groaned. “I’ve never had anyone touch me there before! It feels so good.” It felt pretty good to me, too, and I applied more suction to her virgin boobs, switching back and forth from one to the other, savoring the rough texture of the puckered skin, and the salty, musky taste of her teenaged tit-flesh. After I had had my fill of her jiggling jugs, I knelt in front of her, my hands again on her ass. I kissed her belly, then ran the tip of my tongue down the faint trail of dark hairs leading from her navel to the waistband of her panties. She was breathing in gasps now, the new sensations piling up in her mind to fast to process. I pressed my nose to her silk-covered mound, inhaling her heavenly perfume. My hot breath flowed through the fabric as I exhaled, heating her mons up even more and accentuating the aroma. At last I grasped the elastic at the top of her underwear and pulled it down slowly, revealing bit by bit her furry bush to the pale moonlight. Her lips were plump and rounded, covered by a coarse thicket of black pubes. In the dim light, the cleft between them was a mysterious crack, dark and unknown. I needed to explore it. I pulled her down to the ground next to me, and laid her down on the cool rock slab. Her legs parted without hesitation, and I spied the moist folds of her inner labia glistening wetly in the center of her sweet cunny. I kissed my way up her thighs, giving little love bites to the tender flesh ...

... as I made my way to my divine destination. Once there, I didn’t delay; I plunged my tongue into her damp crack abruptly, tasting her honey for the first time. “Oh God!” she yelped, loud enough that I was glad we were so far from the beach. “Oh! I feel... Uuuuuh!” Words failed her as I dragged my tongue up her full lips and slurped her innocent clitoris into my mouth. I sucked it like a miniature teat, its taste different but no less wonderful than that of her nipples. She was shaking now, gasping and bucking as I plundered her ready treasure box with my mouth. “Put it in me!” I heard her beg over the buzzing in my brain. “I want my present now!” I could have happily eaten her cunt for another hour, by my cock had other ideas, and her request was clear: she wanted a good fucking for her birthday. I climbed on top of her, and she grabbed onto my head like she was drowning and kissed me hungrily, tasting her own pussy juice on my lips. I lined up my straining meat with her quivering cunt, and felt her wet lips kiss me both above and below. I held the pose for a moment, not wanting to hurt her, but she broke the kiss and cried out, “Make me a woman, Dave!” I thrust into her in one heave, my rigid prick making short work of her hymen and causing her to screech in pain. I held her, comforting her as best I could, hating that sex had to come at such a price for her. Her discomfort didn’t seem to last for long, and soon her sniffles died down and she looked up at me, tears on her ...