1. The Island, Chapter 38


    Date: 9/16/2015, Categories: Fiction, Bi-sexual, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, Discipline, Erotica, Fisting, Lactation, Male / Females, Masturbation, Oral Sex, Plumper, Spanking, Threesome, Author: Paperbackwriter, Rating: 87.3, Source: sexstories.com

    suckling ecstatically at her left breast. Drops of milk were leaking from the right one in sympathy. I thought for a moment of grabbing a quick snack myself, but realized the little porker needed it more than me. Even after having seen this before, the tableau of a piglet nursing on a woman’s tit was pretty surreal. I’m not sure if I would describe it as erotic, but the other bare breast, and the memories of breakfasts past that it brought me, certainly were. “’E gets fatter every day. I think ‘e will be able to eat some food soon.” She gave me a penetrating glance. “I will be glad, since I more enjoy people on le sein —the breast—than this cochon . He is not able to provide the service extra that you give me, Dave.” With that she batted her long eyelashes at me coquettishly, making my dick stand up and take notice instantly. “Well, since you are providing an invaluable service to our community helping Wilbur like this, maybe I can give you a hand, so to speak.” She positively glowed with delight. “ Alors , what do you ‘ave in mind? We are in a place publique, n’est pas? What can we do wizout disturbing ze others?” “We have this towel, don’t we?” I laid down next to her, just another beach dweller relaxing in the shade. I positioned myself so that my arm was under her bent knees, and pulled the towel over so that it hung off the side of her lap, shielding my upper body from onlookers. In my little tent, it became apparent that she was going commando under her loose ...
    sundress, so I would have no trouble performing a little amateur gynecology this fine morning. I allowed my eyes to adjust in the dim light, the better to see her gorgeous Gallic gash. Her full bush blossomed out from between her smooth, pale thighs like a dark bouquet. Her fragrance was more enticing than any dozen roses, however, and it was rapidly getting stronger as she anticipated some illicit stimulation. I indulged myself in some relaxed caresses along the backs of her quivering legs, then slowly worked my way to that dense thicket of hair. Combing my fingers through the curls, I marveled at the wondrous design of the female genitals. They were so perfectly suited for enjoyment, and so beautiful to behold. Her sighs of contentment as I gently massaged her soft, plump outer lips spurred me on, and soon I was running my lucky fingers along her slick inner labia happily. I traced curlicues along the tender pink folds, enjoying a leisurely expedition through her erotic jungle. Gaby was obviously savoring the moment, and little shudders racked her slender form as the twin foci of pleasure—my hand at her pussy and Wilbur at her breast—sent shockwaves of delight caroming through her nervous system. “ Mon Dieu , I love to feel you touch me, Dave!” she groaned. “Have mercy on me while I change le porcelet to the other side. Her body wiggled as she adjusted the squirming animal so he could start in on the right teat. I took advantage of the break to lick her tangy nectar off of my ...
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