1. The Island, Chapter 30


    Date: 7/27/2015, Categories: Fiction, Black, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, Erotica, Group Sex, Interracial, Latina, Males / Females, Author: Paperbackwriter, Rating: 90, Source: sexstories.com

    the other side of the blanket as the other two finished up; I was holding my lover so tightly we were virtually melded together. I heard her harsh pants in my ear as she slowly caught her breath, and then she began giggling, shaking my body with the force of her mirth. I smiled as I pulled back, and we looked into each other’s eyes even as the action was winding down a few feet away. Fuckin’ A , that was the way to wake up in the morning! “I thought the ‘Full American Breakfast’ meant something very different,” Dkembe rumbled, causing Janie to erupt in hysterical laughter. Joelle and I joined in, and I managed to choke out, “Good morning, everyone!” in between guffaws. We strolled together the few dozen yards through the trees to the nude beach, dropping our belongings and jumping in the surf for a brisk swim. In Dkembe’s case it was more of a dog paddle, as he was obviously no swimmer. He stuck to depths where he could reach bottom, but the rest of us weren’t interested in going anywhere anyway, so we hung around him to be companionable. When we had washed the sweat and cum from our bodies, we walked back onto the sand and pulled on some clothes. Joelle, ever the compulsive one, was the only one to have brought beach clothes. The rest of us had to put our “formal” clothes back on, and we looked faintly ridiculous as we hiked back along the trail to the other beach. A few people were awake when we got back, and we got some curious looks, but despite the small-town ...
    atmosphere on the island, people knew how to mind their own business. We split up, heading to our separate campsites, with whispered promises to do this again sometime. Janie and I changed into some more casual clothes, and grabbed some breakfast (pork jerky and coconut today). While we ate, Jared and Caleb ran up and began begging Janie to let a group of kids climb the smaller peak at the north end of the island. Apparently James and William were planning on leading the expedition. I shrugged when she looked my way. “I guess it’s OK,” she said with a frown. “Just promise me: no getting near the cliffs, stick together, and use good judgment.” “We promise,” said the two boys in unison, and ran off to tell their friends. Janie blew a breath up through her bangs. “Don’t worry,” I told her. “I’ve been over that way. It’s not nearly as steep as on the side you slid down the cliff.” “It’s not that,” she replied distractedly. “I know I need to let him become his own person and develop some independence. It’s just hard to let him grow up.” “Well you sure can’t stop it. Just try to focus on the good parts, keep loving him, and I think it will work out for both of you.” I took her hand. “He can’t really make you proud until he lives up to his true potential. And he can’t do that if he stays a kid. Your real legacy is what he’ll tell his kids about you when he’s the age you are now.” “That’s taking a really long view of things, huh?” She looked at me curiously. “You think we have that kind of ...
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