1. The Island, Chapter 35


    Date: 8/22/2015, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Erotica, First Time, Group Sex, Male/Teen Female, Masturbation, Oral Sex, Teen Male / Female, Virginity, Young, Author: Paperbackwriter, Rating: 89.6, Source: sexstories.com

    slurpee. “You’re really pretty,” he managed to say, finally. “I mean, I knew you were good looking from class, and I’ve seen how well you look in your uniform…not that I was staring at you in class, but….” He ran down, not knowing how to say what he was feeling without embarrassing himself. “I’m glad you like looking at my body. I try to keep it in good shape. Would you like to touch me?” Peter’s eyes were huge as he nodded yes tentatively. Janie grasped his hands and placed them on her shoulders. Her hands rested on the backs of his as she slowly moved them down her chest and pressed them to her breasts. She left them there, removing her hands and letting the boy feel her up. He looked like he was in heaven, holding those firm mounds in his trembling hands, the fat nipples poking into his palms. “Go ahead,” she continued. “Squeeze them, rub them, have fun with them. Get to know my body. That’s what we’re here for.” “Oooh,” he moaned involuntarily as he massaged her melons, at first hesitantly, then more aggressively as his libido began to overcome his terror. “Oh, wow!” Alyssa breathed. “That is so hot!” She scooted over to me, eyes still on the couple in front of us, and sat between my legs. I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her back to rest on my chest, my throbbing erection pressed against the small of her back as she practically melted into me. Her arms reached up to hold mine, and I could feel her racing heart in her thin chest, the hammering transmitted through her ...
    spine into my rib cage. I kissed her honey hair as I watched my magnificent lady give the gift of her body to this lucky young man. “You know what breasts are for, don’t you?” she asked him conversationally. “Um, yeah. I guess…to feed babies?” He continued playing with her nipples, pulling on them and stretching her boobs off of her chest. “Yes. They’re supposed to be sucked. A woman’s body is made to like that feeling, so it’s pleasurable to feed your baby. But we’re smart enough as a species to realize we can make each other feel good without having to involve babies.” She reached up to tousle his hair. “I’d like you to suck on my tits, Peter. Would you do that for me?” The boy’s eyes looked like saucers as he nodded dumbly. She gently pulled him to her chest, his mouth unerringly finding one dusky rose nipple and engulfing it. We could see his cheeks work as he suckled her, his eyes closed in a blissful fugue while he satisfied his primal instincts. Some sympathetic impulse coursed through Alyssa’s body, and she pulled my arms down until my fingers were resting on her small boobs. I lovingly caressed the twin bumps, feeling the firm mounds of her developing glands underneath the soft, puffy areolae and the stiff little points of their nipples. She sighed, resting her hands on my knees, enjoying the contact of our flesh as I stroked her hungry body. I lightly pinched them, making her breath catch in her chest momentarily, then went back to massaging the tight little mounds ...