1. The Island, Chapter 8


    Date: 3/22/2015, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Erotica, Lactation, Male/Female, Masturbation, Oral Sex, Teen, Voyeurism, Author: Paperbackwriter, Rating: 90.9, Source: sexstories.com

    my lips, she lay on her back on the soft, sandy grass next to the log, and drew me to her. She pulled her legs up high and apart, spreading her hairy cunt lips wide and releasing a trickle of pussy juice, now whipped into a frothy cream by our joining. I fell to me knees and speared her with my prick, plunging into that warm tunnel of love until my balls slapped against her wet ass. After pounding her pussy in this position a few minutes, I pulled her right leg down and straddled it, so I could penetrate her more deeply. My nuts were squashed between my pelvis and her leg, and the sensation of them rolling between us was sublime. Gabrielle quickly began coming again, reaching behind her head with outstretched arms to grab the underside of the nearby log and arching her back, driving her pubis into mine and crying “ OUI! OUI! ” at the top of her lungs. As I leaned forward, my face brushed up against her furry armpit. I inhaled the clean scent of her sweat, brushing my lips across the thick black hair. Experimenting, I gently licked her armpit, tasting her musky flavor. Judging by her moans, she enjoyed the sensation, so I nuzzled her bushy pit while thrusting into her like a pile driver. Even though she had just reached her peak, she seemed to be working towards another orgasm quickly. I emerged from my little furry nest to see her milking her left nipple, squeezing jets of white fluid in all directions, some of them landing on her outstretched tongue. She was grunting ...
    hoarsely, still bracing herself on the log with her left hand while working her tit over with the other. “Share some of that with me!” I pleaded. She obliged, looking me straight in the eye while pointing her stiff, pink nozzle at my face and shooting streams of milk at my open mouth. Sweet fluid pattered on my tongue and face, and I felt my own climax building in my tightening balls. With a few more titanic, pistoning thrusts, I pumped my seed into her, nearly driving her head into the log with the force of my passion. The horny little slut erupted in a third orgasm, screaming, “ Ah, MERDE !" and clutching me to her chest as I spent my semen in her warm vaginal embrace. Her final contractions milked the last drops of cum from my flagging boner, just as I had milked those dripping udders moments before. We clung to each other until our ragged breathing slowed. “ C’etait marveilleux! Magnifique!” Gabrielle said with a smile. She was glowing with a sheen of perspiration and flushed from head to toe. I caressed her chest, stroking her boobs, now wet with sweat and milk, and licked the mixture from my fingers. I kissed her, sharing the taste of her body with her, our tongues entwining. As we lay there in post-coital bliss, I decided to run my earlier idea by her. “Gabrielle, as much as I love your sweet milk, I’m not sure I can commit to emptying those lovely breasts every morning. I feel guilty that I am enjoying what you produce when there is someone to whom it might bring life and ...
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