1. The Island, Chapter 6


    Date: 3/14/2015, Categories: Fiction, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, Erotica, Lactation, Male / Females, Plumper, Spanking, Author: Paperbackwriter, Rating: 95.2, Source: sexstories.com

    had plenty of room for this lactating lovely’s output. When she indicated that side was empty, I lifted my head and she shifted position to slip the other dripping pink nipple in my waiting mouth. As I started draining the other side, she began signing softly in French, stroking my hair. I looked up at her with one eye, past her bulging breast, and admired the curve of her pectoral muscle as it rose from the top of her breast to her shoulder. A tuft of dark hair peeked out of her armpit, in sharp contrast to the alabaster shade of the surrounding skin. I had only ever dated American girls before, and had never seen an unshaven armpit on a woman before. Somehow she made it seem not only attractive, but feminine. The sensation of her stiff nipple in my mouth, the sweet taste of her milk, and the sight of her beautiful body were working on me in predictable fashion. My dick was as hard as an iron bar, and I began wondering if I could score some “dessert” after this sensual breakfast. She indicated I had completed my health care duties and I opened my mouth to suggest some additional activities, when I heard my name being called from behind the rocks. Gabrielle quickly redressed, to my dismay, covering up those now slightly less heavy jugs with her bra, then her top. As the calling voices came closer, she kissed me on the cheek and said, “ Merci . We must do zis every morning. Will you meet me here demain —tomorrow?” “Of course!” I said quickly. How could I turn down that offer? ...
    “You are sweet,” she said. “If you are a good boy for maman , I may have a treat for you tomorrow.” She trailed her hand across my cheek and disappeared into the jungle. God, my balls were going to burst! “Dave!” I heard a familiar voice call from just around the bend. “Are you over here?” “Yes!” I called hoarsely. “Just on the other side of the rocks.” I quickly adjusted by aching boner just as Sharon clambered over the rocks, trailed by her chubby blond coworker. “Hi!” she said brightly. “Somebody told me you had headed this way. Watcha’ doin?” “Oh, just a little me time for breakfast. How about you?” She gave me a hug and turned to her friend. “Jill, I want you to meet Dr. Dave Connor. Dave, this is Jill Morgan. She’s a good friend of mine.” We said our hellos and shook hands. “I wanted Sharon to introduce us so I could thank you for helping to break up the hijacking plot. You probably saved my life.” “Hey,” I said, “it was no big deal. I was in the right place at the right time. I didn’t do nearly as much as those poor guys who rushed the shooter and died.” “Don’t be so modest. I think you’re a hero.” Sharon piped up, “Guys, I need to get back to camp. Rodney and I are going to break out one of the life rafts from the plane. We’re hoping there might be some fishing supplies in the survival kits. Toodles!” She fluttered her fingers at me and Jill and climbed back over the rocks. Jill looked at me shyly. She was about 5’3, with a shoulder length blond bob, a pert nose and ...
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