The Island, Chapter 19 - Sex Stories

The Island, Chapter 19

... pussy before puberty. The reality of what was happening finally hit me like a ton of bricks: A 10-year-old was sitting on my face while a 16-year-old was riding my cock! I shot my load into Alison’s clenching cunt with the force of a freight train. She cried aloud as she felt the hot spunk spew into her depths, and I began heaving uncontrollably as I spasmed my way to a perfect storm of neural overload. I slowly subsided into a twitching wreck, Madison’s crotch still plastered across my face. By now, Alison had finished climaxing on me, and must have opened her eyes to see Madison perched on my face in front of her. “Oh my God, Madison, you little brat! Get off him before he suffocates!” She shoved the squealing girl sideways, knocking her off me and leaving her giggling on the ground. “That really tickled!” she chortled with glee. “And I got to see his penis go into your vagina.” She sat up and looked at Alison with interest. “Did that feel good? Did you like having sex?” Alison looked mortified, her cheeks blazing crimson. “Yes, I liked it. Are you happy now?” A fierce expression appeared on her usually cute face. “If you tell anyone what we did, I’ll tell that you stuck your privates in Dave’s face and you’ll get in big trouble!” Madison finally looked abashed, a worried expression replacing the smug one of a minute ago. “I won’t tell. I promise. Don’t get me in trouble. I just wanted to watch. I’m sorry I got carried away.” “It’s OK,” I reassured her. I spoke to both ...

... of them. “Sex is a natural thing, and curiosity about sex is natural in kids, too. No one is getting in trouble.” I addressed Madison. “You are too young to be messing with grown men. If you want to know more about sex, why don’t you ask Master Scarlatti? She can tell you what you need to know. Interrupting adults during private times is not the way to go about it, all right?” “OK, Master Connor,” she murmured. “I’m sorry.” Her impish grin returned. “It really did feel good when you licked me, though.” She jumped up. “I’ll go back to the lake now, so you can have your privacy.” She grabbed her bathing suit, and after quickly dressing, ran back up the slope. “Did that really just happen?” asked Alison in amazement. “I think so, although you’re so beautiful this could all be a dream.” She blushed again, pleased at the compliment. “That was real sex!” she crowed. “I’m so happy you were my first. That was so much better than what that loser Donny did, shooting his load on my leg.” “Meh, maybe he did you a favor,” I said. “By popping your cherry, he made it so the first time you really had sex, it didn’t hurt as much. We could enjoy it much more that way, don’t you think?” She stared at me openmouthed for a second, then burst out laughing. A terrible thought suddenly gripped me. “You’re not going to get pregnant, are you?” “No, don’t worry,” she said, still snickering. “I’m on the pill. I’ve still been taking it here on the island. I only have a couple of weeks left, though.” The ...