1. The Island, Chapter 31


    Date: 8/1/2015, Categories: Fiction, BDSM, Blowjob, Cock & ball torture, Consensual Sex, Erotica, Exhibitionism, Female Domination, First Time, Lesbian, Male/Teen Female, Masturbation, Oral Sex, Teen Male/Teen Females, Voyeurism, Water Sports/Pissing, Young, Author: Paperbackwriter, Rating: 88.3, Source: sexstories.com

    soft soil next to the stream, and I had a perfect view of her succulent snatch. She squatted over my chest, pulling her lips apart, the dark tendrils of her bush curling around her fingers. The bright pink of her gash shone wetly in the flickering light. “Hey, not to get off track here, but aren’t you Iranian?” I asked, my eyes glued to the incredible sight in front of me. “Yeah, why?” she answered, a little frown on her face. “I thought Muslims shaved their privates.” “Oh, yeah, usually,” she said airily. “My parents weren’t all that strict about religion when they moved to the US. My mom shaves hers, and I do sometimes, but I’m in a hairy phase right now.” She snorted. “I’m gonna get hairier. I only brought one razor to trim with, and it’s getting kinda dull.” “I don’t mind,” I assured her. “I was just curious.” In truth, the thought of the terrorist girl had flitted through my brain, but I really didn’t want to think about that now. “You like my pussy?” she said coquettishly, spreading it wide for me. “Oh, God, you have no idea.” I decided to demonstrate my devotion to her nether regions, and brought my face up to her slick lips. I slurped her dangling brown labia into my mouth and sucked her juices off her avidly. She gasped and squealed, grabbing my head and grinding herself onto my face lewdly. “Eat my pussy, Dave!” she groaned. “Stick your tongue in me.” You got it, babe, I thought, ramming the requested body part as far up her vagina as I could reach, curling it ...
    upward to strain for her G-spot. Judging by her animal grunting, I must have reached it. I would have been content to eat her out for another hour or so, but Sara had other ideas. She finally pushed me back onto the rock, and resumed her spread pose. “I really have to pee! Are you ready for it?” Was I? An hour ago I wouldn’t have been sure. At this point, I was craving it. “Give it to me, honey,” I croaked, my gaze locked on her pink gash. Abruptly I saw a golden stream jet from the tiny opening above her vagina. I was entranced as the liquid arced straight from her body onto mine, warming my chest where it landed. Despite the knowledge that this was piss running all over me, the fact that this was her piss, coming straight out of her cunt, and right in front of my wondering eyes, made this unspeakably erotic. She leaned forward a little and the stream landed on my face. The taste was bitter and acrid, but again the realization that she was letting me share this normally private act made me immune to discomfort. This hot young thing was pissing in my face! I sputtered and closed my mouth, not wanting any more inside me than I already had, and swallowed the small amount that had made it into my throat. It burned hotly on the back of my tongue, but I was too focused on the waning trickle of urine dripping out of her glistening pussy to notice much. When she had finished, I resumed my former position, my lips plastered against her hairy ones, assiduously cleaning every tangy drop ...
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