The Island, Chapter 11 - Sex Stories

The Island, Chapter 11

... those things to us.” Lily continued the remorseless assault on my willpower. “Number three, we’re teenagers now and have both gotten our periods, so we’re not little kids any more. We even let a boy touch out boobies once. He pinched them, though, and it hurt. We want you to do it right. Plus we want to learn about wieners and what you can do with them.” Christ, judging by the sensations she was generating with her scrotal manipulations, she was a natural at this anyway. I tried one more time to gain control of the situation, but my hard-on, wrapped in Ashley’s tiny hand, was making it hard to think. “Girls, I could get in a lot of trouble for this. Don’t you see?” I pleaded. They looked at each other with smug expressions. “You’ll get in trouble if you don’t help us,” Ashley said gleefully. “We saw you watching that girl play with herself. We’ll tell her what you did and she’ll get mad. Anyway, you’re our instructor. We just want you to teach us something different than Tae Kwon Do. We won’t tell anybody.” Lily added, “Yeah, we’re good at keeping secrets. When we want to.” I couldn’t see any way out of this mess, and my dick was already pretty keen on the idea, so I gave in. “All right, what do you want to know?” Ashley began reeling off the list of subjects on the curriculum. “We want to know how to touch a boy’s wiener and make it feel good and then make it squirt. Then we want you to show us the things boys can do to make us feel good.” “Yeah,” added Lily. “The guys we ...

... know don’t know what they’re doing and sometimes hurt us. We want to be able to tell them what to do. And we want to know how to touch ourselves to make an orgasm.” “And we want to know how to have sex, too,” Ashley finished. Jesus, what had I gotten myself into? Oh, well, if I’m going to hell, at least I can enjoy the ride. “OK. First lesson: how to take off your clothes. Boys like to see naked girls, but if you undress slowly it’s much better. So take you bathing suits off a little at a time, and pretend you’re shy while you do it.” The girls quickly jumped up and began slowly undulating their bodies to some inner music, while slipping the strings of their tiny bikinis off their golden shoulders. Lily put a finger to her parted lips, touching the protruding tip of her tongue, while Ashley wore a pouty expression as she slid the cup of her top halfway off her left tit. My jaw dropped. Were these girls professional teenage strippers? “Where in God’s name did you learn to do that?” “We watch music videos and stuff on the internet and practice for each other.” “Well, keep going, you’ve already got this part down.” My prick was rigid and ready to party now. I watched in awe as the two slutty teens gradually revealed their tender young bodies. First came the firm little A-cup breasts, high and perky and tipped with generous, stiff, brown nipples which stuck out like pencil erasers on the tiny areolae. When all four were uncovered, they started on their bottoms. I had to give them ...