1. The Island, Chapter 33


    Date: 8/6/2016, Categories: Fiction, Bisexual, Consensual Sex, Straight Sex, Exhibitionism, Lactation, Oral Sex / Blowjob, Reluctance, Teen, Group Sex, Author: Paperbackwriter, Source: sexstories.com

    Author's note, part 2: I have noticed, and some other authors have commented on, the gang of trolls that seems to obsessively downvote new stories en masse for some reason. I guess this is the literary equivalent of vandalism. It's always easier to tear down than create. On behalf of those of us who are sincerely trying to create entertaining stories for the readers, please stop! I'm not sure what you're getting out of it, unless your own stories aren't getting good ratings. Maybe spend the extra time improving your writing instead? If anyone sincerely doesn't like what you're reading, by all means downvote it. Perhaps include a comment why; feedback is helpful and anonymous downvotes don't really help improve quality. On the other hand, if you like a story, take the extra two seconds to vote for it. The good ratings help stories get a broader exposure, so more readers can enjoy them. And maybe we can overcome the trolls! Chapter 33 I was worn out after my session with Emily and Nina, and fell asleep soon after. I’m not sure what, if anything, happened later that night. I was dead to the world and woke up hours later in the morning, sore and sticky, but one very happy camper. I snickered to see my piss shoot in several directions as I took a morning leak, the end of my urethra glued together with dried cum. The force of my stream finally opened it up, and I sighed gratefully as my bladder emptied. I was a little startled when Samantha squatted next to me in the bushes, ...
    draining her own bladder unselfconsciously. I watched out of the corner of my eye as her dark lips were bisected by the spraying golden stream, an altogether entrancing sight. “Morning, sugar,” she said with a yawn, jiggling her ass to shake loose the last drops. “Did you sleep well?” She stood, stretching mightily on her tiptoes, tightening every last muscle in that sculpted ebony body of hers. “Oh, yeah,” I said, shaking my dripping dick off. “I was worn out. As usual, you girls take a lot out of a guy. I’m not complaining, though. As exercise programs go it was pretty fucking awesome.” She gave me a kiss on the cheek. “I think you can consider yourself an honorary member of the team, now. You’re welcome back any time.” She padded off. “I need some food. It sucks we don’t have coffee on this island.” She was right, I mused. I wonder if we might find some coffee plants if we looked hard enough? It did grow all around the Indian Ocean. I made a mental note to discuss it with Janie. I poked around the food stores, picking out some fruit and leftover salad for breakfast. Girls were stirring around the clearing, and I spied John and Logan untangling themselves from a pile of field hockey players. The two headed my direction, looking a little like a couple of mice in a roomful of cats. Very attractive cats. “Good morning, boys,” I said. “Sleep well?” “Not really,” said John. “Different girls kept waking us up to make us fuck them.” “I’m so sore!” complained Logan. “Yeah, it’s a tough ...
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