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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
up with trays, and were each given a heaping helping of shark steak, with sides of breadfruit and some type of mango pasta-root salad. As people arranged themselves around the clearing, sitting on logs and boxes, I pulled out my party gift. “Hey everyone,” I announced, uncomfortably aware of a dozen sets of female eyes on my nude body. “As a thank you for the invitation, I brought a gift.” “What is it?” Samantha asked, strolling over. My mouth went dry as I took in her stunning young body, less exotic but more beautiful without all the war paint on it. I was imagining the things she might do to me this evening, and my tongue froze up momentarily. “Huh, Sugar? What is it?” she repeated, close enough now that I could smell her musky scent. “A very tasty, very alcoholic tropical punch.” Cheers erupted, and I continued: “I thought it would liven up the party, although from the looks of things that wasn’t necessary.” Laughter trickled through the crowd as Samantha poured herself the first sip. “Oh, mama! That’s good!” She leaned in to whisper in my ear. “And I think it will pair well with both meat and fish.” I felt her cool hand on my throbbing cock briefly as she gave me a squeeze, her full lips brushing mine in a quick kiss. Catcalls erupted, and I sat down, blushing, as the dark-skinned beauty made the rounds, pouring everyone a glass of homemade jungle juice. Dinner progressed rowdily as the girls got slightly tipsy on Rodney’s finest. I was sandwiched between Angela and ...