1. The Island, Chapter 28


    Date: 5/2/2018, Categories: Fiction, Anal, Consensual Sex, Cum Swallowing, Straight Sex, Exhibitionism, Lactation, Masturbation, Group Sex, Voyeur, Author: Paperbackwriter, Source: sexstories.com

    Chapter 28 Morning dawned cool and clear, no sign of rain yet. I stretched mightily, rolling onto my back and contemplating the palm trees. Birds were whizzing around already, calling to each other loudly. Even as I was pondering the amazing string of events that had led me here, thanking fate for bringing me some of the most amazing experiences of my life, Gabrielle’s sweet face appeared above me. “ Bon matin , Dave’” she whispered. “It is time for petit dejeuner —breakfast.” She must be adjusting to island life, as she seems to be getting up earlier every day , I thought as she lay down next to me and I rolled onto my side, my back still pressed against Janie’s sleeping form. I accepted her nipple in my mouth, closed my eyes, and started the day off right. After draining her right side, she shifted forward slightly and gave me access to the left. I was sporting an enormous woody by now, and she must have seen the tent in my shorts, for she reached down and freed my cock and began stroking it slowly as I suckled her. Jets of sweet, warm milk squirted out of her firm young breast into my mouth, and I breathed a sigh of contentment as she jerked me off. I wriggled away from Janie slightly, so as not to wake her as Gabrielle’s hand job became more aggressive. I slid my hand between my milky maid’s thighs and caressed her warm mound through her thin shorts. It was apparent she had nothing on underneath, and I quickly worked my way under the damp cotton and buried my fingers ...
    in her dripping snatch. I frigged her pussy furiously, trying to catch her up to my advanced state of arousal quickly. I ground the heel of my hand against her hairy mons, feeling the nub of her clit rocking side to side as I stuffed two fingers in and out of her warm snatch. She was moaning softly as I gently chewed on her teat, and an answering moan of my own escaped my lips as I began jetting streams of white semen onto the sand next to my blanket. Her whole body shook as I strained to reach her G-spot with my flailing fingers, succeeding in bringing her to climax even as I drained the last of her milk from her now-empty tit. The lovely Frenchwoman rolled onto her back, gasping for breath as her heart rate slowly returned to normal. “Ahh, Mon Dieu! she groaned hoarsely. “I never tire of that feeling. L’orgasme, c’est plus merveilleux! ” Her hand was still stroking my softening prick slowly, milking the last drops of jizz onto the sand. She gave me one last squeeze as she got to her feet, pulling her shirt down over those succulent, dripping melons. She blew me a kiss and walked away, hips swaying seductively as she smiled at me over her shoulder. I smiled myself, thinking: Life is good, n’est ce pas ? I sat up, stretching again, and brought my glazed fingers to my nose, inhaling the sublime scent of pussy. Better than coffee to wake up to! I licked them clean, savoring every drop of her feminine ambrosia. When I was finished, I stood up, looking down at the still snoring ...
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