1. The Island, Chapter 34


    Date: 8/17/2015, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Erotica, Exhibitionism, First Time, Male / Older Female, Male/Teen Female, Virginity, Young, Author: Paperbackwriter, Rating: 92.1, Source: sexstories.com

    actually ask me, and I said yes.” “Whoa. Now you’re getting referrals for sex therapy from your son?” She laughed. “I guess so. I just want to make sure he has a good experience for his introduction to sex. It’s so important for that first time to be positive and enjoyable. It sets the tone for life. I honestly think there would be a lot less rape in the world if young men got their first taste of sex from a caring, older woman. I think that dominance and control issues would be a lot less likely to develop. If they start out as the more vulnerable party, the more inexperienced one, they don’t have to prove anything. They can just enjoy it.” “You’ve already sold me on the idea,” I said. “I told you that earlier. And I think the corollary for girls is that if they learn about sex in a fun, relaxed way with an older man who is confident enough not to need to play dominance games, they’ll first of all like sex more, and secondly not be stuck in the no win-situation of either being forced to be the one to say ‘no’ all the time or to be considered slutty.” “You’re right,” she agreed. “I feel fortunate that I didn’t have to go through that when I was growing up. I got to have sex when I wanted, with whom I wanted, and no one ever told me it was wrong for me to do it.” By now we had made it back to camp, and Janie found Jared to tell him we’d be off the beach for a while, if not the whole night. I collected a couple of blankets , condoms, and some water bottles, and then ...
    collected a very nervous Peter from Boy’s Town. The young man was slim and muscular, as were most of the demo team members. He was about 5’ 4”, with short, curly brown hair. He normally reminded me of Peter Pan—maybe his namesake—because of his sharp, somewhat elfin features, and his mischievous smile. Currently, though, he was scared enough that his usual swagger and attitude had deserted him. He had put on his best clothes, removed from his suitcase for the first time, for the occasion. He was literally shaking as we walked away from his friends. Based on the lack of ribbing and catcalls I suspected they were unaware of his destination. “Hey, dude, chill out,” I told him gently. “It’s going to be OK. No pressure, no expectations. Just fun. I promise.” He gulped, and his voice came out in a squeak. “Are you going to be there, too?” “Yeah, and so is Alyssa.” His eyes bugged out at that. “Don’t worry, she’s going to be there to learn from me, not to watch you.” He didn’t look particularly comforted. “Besides,” I continued, “now you get to see two naked girls, not just one.” That made him smile, and I could see a little tension leave his body. I walked him back past the rocks at the southern end of the beach, and beyond the mouth of the stream. Janie and I had decided to take our party to the smaller beach near the cliffs. It was secluded, quiet, had a nice breeze and would have good moonlight after it got dark. We’d be near fresh water, and as it was not a very popular hang-out, we ...
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