The Island, Chapter 25 - Sex Stories

The Island, Chapter 25

... bamboo frames at every sleeping area. We worked together like so many Amish barn-raisings to try to make sure everyone had some shelter the next time it rained. When the frames had been completed, we broke off for lunch. It would be up to each individual campsite to thatch and finish their shelter. Having put in an exhausting several hours of hard labor, by consensus the camp agreed to take the rest of the day off, and folks split up for whatever leisure activities they desired. A group of kids opted to explore the southern tip of the island, as no one had yet circumnavigated the large peak of the defunct volcano. My foray into chicken-land was the closest anyone had come to that end of our domain. After collecting promises that they would be careful and not do anything stupid like trying to go rock-climbing sheer cliffs, Janie and I let them head off. Jared and his mates had opted for an impromptu game of volleyball, using a small inflatable ball someone had packed, and a makeshift net of palm fronds wired together between a tree and a bamboo pole sunk into the beach. Rodney and the flight crew, plus Horace, were working on alcohol production with the still. The hippies had gone off to try to start their pot farm, and the hunters were still out looking for another pig. I had suggested they try to capture some this time, so we could increase our livestock by breeding them. The cheerleaders were having another cheer practice, and Do Hun and his daughter, plus Mi Cha and the ...

... other Korean woman, her child tagging along, were out fishing in the lagoon. Joelle was working with Falani to try to collect more herbs with medicinal properties, and Truk and Tran were out hunting additional edible plants for our cooks. Janie and I were left to our own devices, and decided to have a picnic over on the nude beach. After collecting food, water bottles, and towels, we prepared to set off. Jared’s volleyball game had finished, and rather than hang around and watch others play, he opted to come along with us. We made the trek to the other side of the island in a few minutes, and left our clothes in the cubby. Jared seemed to have no compunctions about running around naked, and I voiced this to Janie. She confirmed my suspicions that their family had been to nude beaches before. Knowing her upbringing, this came as no surprise to me. She and I spread towels while Jared ran around chasing sea birds and burning off energy. Soon he tired and joined us for a leisurely lunch, dragging an assembly of boards that he had found on the beach. “Look, it has nails in it,” he said proudly. “Good eye, buddy,” I praised him as he sat down for lunch. “Those might come in handy. We can pry them out and reuse them.” When we were done eating, I said I was going into the woods to “use the facilities.” Before leaving, I whispered to Jared that this would be a perfect time to spill his secret about Madison to his mom. I headed to the “adult section,” currently unoccupied, and stepped ...