The Island, Chapter 11 - Sex Stories

The Island, Chapter 11

... want. Right, Master Connor?” I gave up nibbling her pebbly brown nipple for a moment to agree. “It doesn’t bother me. Sometimes girls talking dirty really turn a boy on. Anyway, call me Dave unless we’re in class.” It was the least I could do , I thought, going back to work. After all, I have her tit in my mouth. The whole time I alternated from girl to girl, and from boob to boob, I caressed and squeezed their tight little buns, occasionally stroking the tender flesh of their inner thighs. I was careful not to touch their pussies yet, wanting to work up to it. Once my questing fingers came away wet from between their legs , I knew it was time for the next lesson. I broke off tonguing their titties finally, and had them sit down next to me. “Are you girls ready for the next step?” They nodded tentatively, tilted brown eyes wide. “How much do you know about your pussies?” I asked. “You mean our vaginas?” Ashley asked, confused. “Well, the vagina is just the hole in the middle. How much do you know about the rest of the area between your legs? It has a lot of names.” “Like what?” asked Lily. “Like pussy, cunt, cunny, twat, gash, slit, honeypot, cooze—the list goes on and on. Just like there’s a whole bunch of names for the penis, too. Guys call them peters, dicks, cocks, rods, meat, boners, willies, and on and on.” This had the girls blushing and giggling. “Anyway, the penis and balls are pretty simple. You’ve got the two balls in the sack, or scrotum, the shaft of the ...

... penis, and the head. The head is the most sensitive, but if you touch a guy enough in any of those places, he’ll be happy. Girls are much more complicated down there.” “I know about the labia,” Ashley said, carefully sounding out the word. “Did you know there are two sets?” “The little ones on the inside are labia, too?” Lily asked. “Yes. They are the inner labia or inner lips,” I explained. “Why don’t you go first and let me show you around your pussy. Go ahead and spread your legs.” Lily did so, a little hesitantly. God, what a beautiful sight! Her pubic hair was still somewhat sparse, the coarse, wavy black strands standing up in a cute little triangle above her muff. They tapered back toward her outer labia, which were darker tan and still naturally hairless at her age. The lips were parted, revealing the glistening treasure within. Her inner labia were thin brown strips of soft feminine flesh which met in an inverted V at her clitoral hood. In between, the coral pink of her young snatch shone wetly in the bright tropical sun. I gently stroked her inner thigh, relaxing her tense muscles and causing her legs to part further. Ashley scooted over so she could get a closer look at her sister’s anatomy. “First you have the outer labia, as you already know,” I said, tracing the soft tissue with my finger, bringing tremors to Lily’s small body. “As you get older, you’ll get more hair on them until you can’t see them anymore.” “Eeew, I don’t want to be all hairy,” complained Ashley. ...