1. The Island, Chapter 21


    Date: 6/5/2015, Categories: Fiction, Anal, Bi-sexual, Consensual Sex, Erotica, Female/Female, Male / Females, massage, Oral Sex, Pregnant, Author: Paperbackwriter, Rating: 91.9, Source: sexstories.com

    yours is so fucking hot I almost didn’t make it into your pussy.” “Even with my big, pregnant belly?” she asked with a smile. “Especially because of your big, pregnant belly,” I told her. “I think you are extra hot because of it, and it added a thrill I’ve never felt before.” She made a mock pout. “Does that mean you won’t fuck me any more after the baby comes?” “I’ll fuck you anytime, honey. Before or after. Probably not during, though. I don’t think you’d be interested, and I don’t want my dick denting the kid’s head.” She snorted laughter. “That’s sick, you pervert! But you better be there for me when my pussy recovers!” We waded into the water and washed off, then got dressed. I was a little sad to see her incredible pregnant figure covered up again, but the sight of her pulling on her tank top, arms overhead and full breasts pulled tight, pregnancy jutting out above her fluffy bush, was so amazing it made up for the fact that she was soon dressed again. I kissed her once more, rubbing her tummy with one hand and her ass with the other, until she pushed me away, face flushed and breast heaving. “No more of that right now!” she admonished me with a grin. “You’re going to put me in premature labor.” “Spoilsport,” I groused good-naturedly. “Hey,” I said, a thought percolating in my brain. “Have you ever had a threesome before?” She looked at me in surprise. “No. But I’m not necessarily opposed to it. Did you have someone in mind? Man or woman?” “Which would you prefer?” “I ...
    guess a woman for my first time. I wouldn’t feel like such a slut that way. The idea of taking two guys at once is a little intimidating.” “All right,” I said, smiling in anticipation. “Let me work on it and I’ll see what I can arrange.” She shivered in anticipation, her fat nipples erect again. “God, now I’m not going to be able to stop thinking about the idea!” “Good. You’ll be good and ready when the time comes.” She slapped me lightly on the shoulder. “You bastard! You just want to torture me!” “Maybe,” I laughed. “But I’m not going to be able to stop thinking about it either!” She pulled me in for another kiss, and we walked back to camp in companionable silence. When Anne and I arrived at the beach, there was quite a celebration going on. It seems the hunters had gotten another pig. Kids were dancing around, and the field hockey team was re-enacting the event for the crowd, showing off for their admirers. The African ladies had already started butchering the animal on the rocks near the ocean, so that the waves would clean the blood when they were done. I saw Sharon and Rodney, and Jill this time, setting out in the raft for some more fishing, with some fresh offal for bait. I chuckled, thinking what an odd turn of events it was that the flight crew had become the fishing crew. Joelle and Gabrielle had managed to enlist Dkembe’s help in harvesting some bamboo poles for some task they had in mind. I was glad they were getting him in motion, and hoped it would help him ...
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