The Island, Chapter 25 - Sex Stories

The Island, Chapter 25

... into the trees to drop a deuce. I covered it with dirt and after cleaning up with leaves, hopped into the ocean to rinse off. I headed back to our picnic area, just in time to see Janie sending Jared back to the other beach. I hoped it meant we would have some time together, and my prick started to rise as I admired her nude body walking towards me. If she hadn’t been so damned hot, I might have looked at her face sooner. As it was, I was focused on her taut tits and furry bush, and didn’t look up into her eyes until she was right on top of me. When I did, it was clear something was wrong; she looked pissed. While I had always been the better fighter in our sparring classes, due to my larger size and longer reach, I had no illusions who was quicker. Janie was a fierce competitor and had the fastest kick in the dojang. Which is why I had no chance to block the wicked roundhouse kick that struck me in the side. I spun away, clutching ribs I thought must be cracked, and screamed, “What the fuck!? ” “How could you?” Janie yelled, and I could now tell that she was in tears as well as angry. Another kick whipped at my head and I barely managed to block it, the force of it on my arm rendering the entire limb numb. A quick punch landed on my upper chest, and I tried to grab her hand and close with her, but she was too quick and pulled away into a sparring stance. “Janie, what is wrong with you?” I yelled back, still in shock. She declined to answer, instead throwing another ...

... roundhouse and quickly spinning into a turning hook kick. I dodged the first but was forced to block the second, catching it on the muscles of my forearm. She was crying freely now, tears and snot running down her face. This was probably the only reason I was able to stop her from pummeling me, since she was obviously lacking focus. She threw another punch, and I finally caught hold of her. I wrapped her up, holding both arms, and fell to the ground so she couldn’t kick or trip me up. My superior strength saved the day, and I held tight as she struggled in vain. She still managed to elbow me a couple of times, cursing me every step of the way, but I held on, knowing if I let go I could get a worse beating. Eventually she wore herself out, and then the strength drained out of her and she collapsed into sobs. I held her for a moment longer, fearing a ruse, but soon realized she really had given up the fight. My tight grip of restraint morphed into a hug of comfort as I held her to my chest, letting her spend her tears. I murmured words of comfort as she wound down, then finally asked her, “Janie, what’s wrong ? Talk to me? Is this about Jared? I thought that’s the way you would want me to handle the situation, so as not to traumatize him about sex.” “I w-wanted to…” She trailed of into sobs again then got ahold of herself. “I wanted to be the one to talk to him about sex. It was my job as his mother. How come he went to you instead?” Ahh, now I understood. Knowing how important sex was ...