The Island, Chapter 11 - Sex Stories

The Island, Chapter 11

... pressure on her tender young twat, because she surprised me by reaching up under her legs and pressing my dick tightly against her dripping pussy. This made my boner bump her little clit with every thrust, and set her groaning with pleasure. I was barely holding back my own groans, of both pleasure and frustration, since it was all I could do to restrain myself from spreading her cheeks and cramming my dick into her virginal cunt. Hold out just a little longer, big fella! I told myself. I had just a few more things planned for these lovely lolitas. I pulled my cock from her warm embrace once more, and had her spread her knees a little wider on the ground so I had a little better access to her snatch. “One more thing for me to teach you, Ashley,” I said. “Since I can’t fuck you, I want to show you what it feels like without actually doing it. I’m going to use my finger in your pussy to pretend. It’s called finger fucking.” “Oh, do it now Dave!” she panted. “I want you to do that to me!” I began caressing her cream covered labia gently, spreading the white goo around on her hairless lips, but not penetrating her yet. “First, you have to ask for it the right way,” I teased. “Please! Please do it!” she begged. “No, not that way. Nothing gets a boy or a girl turned on more than talking dirty. Because it sounds naughty, it gives you an extra thrill. Go ahead and ask for it the way I told you.” “I…,” she hesitated. “Go on, you can do it.” Something gave way inside of her. “I want ...

... you to finger fuck me, Dave!” she screamed. Lily gasped. “Stick your finger in my pussy and rub it! Make it feel good, please! Shit, I want to come so bad!” How could I refuse such an eloquent request? I stroked her slit a couple of times then plunged my index finger into her cunt, boldly going where no man had gone before. “Yes! Yes!” Ashley howled. “Fuck me with your finger!” I marveled at the tightness of her snatch. Her hymen was like a tight fleshy ring on my finger, barely allowing entrance into her quivering love tunnel. She was so wet I was able to slide my finger in and out easily despite the viselike grip of her adolescent vaginal walls. I stroked her tender young cunny slowly, building up a rhythm, while Ashley panted and moaned. “When will it be my turn?” Lily whispered in my ear, her warm breath tickling my skin. “I want you to… finger fuck me, too.” I glanced at her. She was biting her lip, her right hand pressed tightly against her little fur pie, a sweet young fruit ready for plucking. “I have something special planned for you sweetie,” I told her with a smile. Her tilted brown eyes opened wide with excited apprehension. “Be patient while I finish with your sister.” I was pumping in and out of Ashley’s creamy hole faster, now, and she was nearing climax. A continuous “Oooooooh!” escaped her parted lips as I thrust harder and harder. “Rub your clitty, honey,” I instructed her. “Make yourself come!” Her fingers briefly touched mine as she fumbled for her little ...