The Island, Chapter 24 - Sex Stories

The Island, Chapter 24

... to torture me a little, aware that I was saving my jam for tonight. I paid her back when it was my turn, standing behind her as I caressed her firm tits with hands full of lather, then sliding them down to her cunt and stroking her sopping slit, all the while my rigid prick nestled in her ass cheeks and lower back. I stopped short of bringing her off, wanting her unsatisfied so she would be extra horny tonight. She finally spun around and planted a hungy kiss on my mouth, squashing my boner between us. She wriggled against me sensually, her soapy skin sliding across my twitching meat and driving me wild with desire. We dumped frigid buckets of water on each other to quench the fires of lust, allowing us to hold out for later. Joelle’s pussy was going to be sore tomorrow, I vowed. When we returned to camp, the lady herself had just arrived. She looked relaxed and radiant, and Janie and I greeted her, each giving her a kiss on the cheek. “You smell like coconut,” I said, inhaling her delightful scent. “Tran gave me such a nice massage,” she enthused. “I feel so good right now.” Her voice dropped into a conspiratorial tone. “She even rubbed my boobs! I couldn’t believe it!” Janie and I looked at each other, hunger in our eyes as we saw her arousal. “That means your sweet tits are going to taste even sweeter tonight,” I whispered. She blushed furiously, and Janie chuckled as she surreptitiously gave that full ass a squeeze, making Joelle jump slightly. “Oh God!” she moaned. “I ...

... am so nervous, but I can’t deny I’m very turned on thinking about it.” “Don’t worry, honey,” Janie said, taking her arm and leading her to a seat. “We are going to take good care of you.” The castaways were gathering for dinner in the new mess hall, collecting trays of food that Adede, Falani, and Onyeka had prepared. A festive atmosphere reigned, and conversations were loud and animated as the sun slowly sank into the waves. As a special dessert, the cooks had roasted bananas in the embers of the fire pit, and we each got half of one of the tasty treats. We talked of possible future projects, like building a boat and exploring the nearby ocean for other islands, or potentially capturing some pigs in order to have a breeding population. Despite our isolation, and no clear means of ever returning to civilization, the mood was positive. As the full moon rose, the party finally broke up and folks headed for their sleeping areas. Janie and I had decided earlier that the main beach wouldn’t work for our plans. We wanted to be able to make some noise without disturbing the whole camp. Janie talked with Jared, letting him know that we would be off the beach for a while, if not the whole night, and he promised her he’d be safe with his friends at Boy’s Town. I gave him a questioning look as his mom gave him a hug, and he mouthed “tomorrow” at me, indicating he planned on telling her about Madison the next day. We gathered up the bags we had prepared, and walked to the medical hut to ...