1. The Island, Chapter 29


    Date: 7/21/2015, Categories: Fiction, Black, Consensual Sex, Erotica, Group Sex, Interracial, Lactation, Latina, Males / Females, Romance, Author: Paperbackwriter, Rating: 93, Source: sexstories.com

    girls to either side of her and had them lay their heads in her lap. My dick was rigid in anticipation of this show, but Emma spoiled my fun. “Dude, a little privacy?” she said, and I reluctantly left the trio in peace, my imagination running wild. I grabbed a more conventional breakfast and brought it over to Joelle, who was now awake and working on her basket weaving again. We ate together, chatting companionably. I was a little turned on thinking of her and Dkembe, but I wanted to let Janie broach the subject herself, and contented myself to idle fantasies at present. I did allow myself a kiss and a cuddle, stroking the sexy nurse’s full breasts for a moment. “Mmmm,” she purred, eyes shining. “Maybe we should get together again later.” “Sounds good to me,” I agreed as she rubbed my boner through my shorts. “I think Janie had something she wanted to talk to you about.” “What?” she asked me breathlessly. “Go talk to her when she’s awake; she’ll tell you.” “Now you’ve got me curious,” she said. “That was the idea.” I gave her a final kiss and a squeeze. “I’ll see you soon.” Now I was really horny! I needed something to burn off some energy. An hour with Horace constructing the shower stall didn’t cut it; the sight of Janie talking to Joelle, and a few minutes later to Dkembe, had my fantasies in high gear. I was so distracted I almost hammered my erection as I nailed a wall panel from the plane to a post we had sunk in the dirt. When we finally finished, I decided to recruit ...
    a team to go hunting chickens. The field hockey team was already out looking for bacon on the hoof, so I got Christopher, Rain, Dakota, Onyeka, and Falani to come with me to the southern end of the island. We brought towels and blankets, the piece of netting, and knives to cut branches and vines. Mindful of my previous success, I suggested we head for the cave where I had seen the flock before. As we approached the clearing by the cave, we could hear clucking, suggesting the birds habitually hung out in this area. We cut a few branches to act as chicken prods, and moved in closer. Peering through the trees we could see a small group of them pecking at the ground. I dispatched the two Africans to creep through the trees to the right side of the chickens, while Rain and Dakota moved to head them off on the left side. Christopher and I waited for them to get into position, then began making noises as I had done before. The birds became agitated and milled around, inching toward the rock face with the hole in it. Once they were close enough, we sprang out, yelling wildly. As before, the flock exploded into action, and we all converged on them, forcing them toward the cave mouth. Again the majority escaped, but another rooster and two hens launched themselves into the small cavern, while Onyeka managed to throw her blanket over an entire family of chicks and their mother, who weren’t as quick as the unencumbered adults. Using our branches, we quickly erected a makeshift fence in ...
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