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

    front of the entrance of the cave while Onyeka and Rain carefully wrapped up the hen and chicks in the blanket, taking care not to injure them. Falani had the most experience with chickens, having cared for some in her childhood village for years, and agreed to crawl into the cave. She captured the dimwitted birds easily, passing them out by the legs one by one for us to carry back to camp. Our arrival at the beach, with 4 adult and 6 baby chickens caused quite a commotion. Suitcases were again employed to temporarily house the birds, while construction was begun by many eager volunteers of a larger fenced-in area to house our new poultry collection. It turned out the excitement was just beginning, as shortly thereafter a member of the hunting party returned with extraordinary news: not only had they killed another pig, they had also managed to capture one! Soon the rest of the girls came into view, and we were astounded at the sight of four straining girls supporting a pole upon which a squealing pig was lashed, while the others carried several noisily protesting piglets in their arms. The story came out as we crowded around the proud hunters: “We caught them where the northeast lowland area meets the northern plateau,” Hannah said breathlessly. “There was a whole herd, or flock, whatever you call pigs.” “We chased them into a gully where they got trapped!” butted in Nina. Sara elaborated: “There was one family—a boar and a sow with piglets. She seemed to be moving slow ...
    and couldn’t escape when the others ran past us.” “When we had the family trapped, the boar charged Alexis!” continued Hannah. “Mary saved me!” chimed in the tall blonde. “She shot him with an arrow and he collapsed at my feet.” “Where is he?” James asked in excitement, jumping up and down. “We left him at the gully, because we had to carry this one,” answered Angela, gasping as she put down her end of the pole. “She stayed in the back of the gully with her piglets and we were able to catch her.” “I think she’s sick,” said Summer, looking at the animal as she lay heaving on the ground. “Maybe that’s why she wasn’t able to run away. The little ones look healthy, though.” They were certainly healthy enough to raise an unholy ruckus, until the girls put them down and they clustered around their mother, rooting for milk. Once they started nursing they quieted down, and even the sow seemed to calm herself at the familiar sensation. I counted 5 strapping young pigs, and one runty fellow, smaller than the others. Of course the younger girls immediately named him “Wilbur” and showed every indication of adopting him as a pet. We all stood around, watching our new neighbors for a while, until Mary broke the silence. “We could use some help getting the boar back here. We should probably do it before scavengers get at him.” The boys began clamoring to do it, and Mary told them how to tie the legs over a pole. Missy offered to guide them to the kill so they could retrieve it, and they soon ...
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