1. The Island, Chapter 12


    Date: 4/12/2015, Categories: Fiction, Anal, BDSM, Black, Blowjob, Bondage and restriction, Cock & ball torture, Consensual Sex, Erotica, Female Domination, First Time, Male / Female Teens, Oral Sex, Author: Paperbackwriter, Rating: 77.2, Source: sexstories.com

    of her sweet vaginal muscles on my overworked rod finally sent me into orbit, and I launched a cum rocket up her that might have propelled her into the air if her cunt hadn’t been gripping me so tightly. “Fuck, yes!” I screamed. I almost passed out from the intensity of my orgasm. After over an hour of constant stimulation to my aching erection, I could finally let go. Jet after jet pulsed into Emily’s quivering pussy as I unloaded all that stored up lust into her tight tunnel. I was astounded at how much jizz I had in me, considering this was my sixth time today, a new personal record. Emily collapsed onto me, shuddering and covered in sweat. Someone cut my arms free and I wrapped them around her trembling form, hugging her tightly. The rest of the team crowded around her, stroking her back and hair and congratulating her. Samantha’s hand wrapped around my scrotum, much more gently this time, and milked the remaining semen from my overtaxed nuts into my lover’s cunny. My softening prick, still warmly embraced in her sweet vagina, shrunk down enough to let a river of white pour out of her full twat, trickling over my ball sack and the warm, kneading fingers and pooling beneath me. “Not bad, white boy,” she said. I looked over to find her licking the mixture of cum, blood, and pussy juice off her hand as she squatted next to me, her red panties finally off and her pussy spread wetly. I reached out to tickle her dangling brown meat curtains playfully, caressing the tight, ...
    brillo-pad curls adorning her sex. She closed her eyes and sighed. “Next time maybe I’ll let you in there. You look like you know your way around a pussy.” “It’s a date,” I said with a wink, and turned back to Emily. “How are you doing, sweetie?” I asked gently. “Was that OK for you?” I ran my other hand through her long, beautiful hair. She lifted her head off my chest, her eyes glowing with intensity. “That was fucking AWESOME!” she blurted out. “Now I can’t decide whether I like boys or girls better.” “Fortunately, you don’t have to choose,” I said with a chuckle. “You can even have both at once, if you want.” “Oh, yeah!” she said with a predatory expression. “I want to try that next.” “Not today for Christ’s sake!” I groaned. “I can barely move. Will you set me free now?” I asked, drumming my still-restrained heels on the ground. Emily’s teammates lifter her off me gently, and I let her go reluctantly. The vines around my ankles were untied, and I staggered to my feet. A helping hand steadied me, and I looked to my right to see Mary, who was all smiles now, holding my arm. “Impressive!” she said. “Even our usual high school boys don’t last that long. We usually have to let them come and give them time to recharge. You almost made it through the whole team.” She took my hand and pulled me away from the group hug the girls had now formed. “Let’s talk.” We walked to the edge of the clearing and she sat down on a fallen log. I joined her, still panting, my dick hanging between my ...