1. The Island, Chapter 23


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    jiggled enticingly. “Where are Stu and Summer?” I asked. “Down at the ‘adult’ end,” River answered, thrusting his jaw at the south end of the beach, which was obscured by a projecting finger of jungle. He caught a lob from Dakota and flicked it to me. “The adult end?” I heaved the ball back to Rain, wondering what he meant by that. “We decided that if anyone wanted to engage in any sexual activity, they should keep it at that end, behind the trees,” he replied. “That way kids wouldn’t get caught off guard. Some adults get a little hung up about that stuff, too.” “We put up another sign, so people would know,” Rain elaborated. I spent an enjoyable few minutes tossing the ball and chatting with the kids. I did find out that Summer was the girl’s middle name, not her given one, and that Rain was a nickname. River seemed to be the only one with a real hippy name. I didn’t know whether to be disappointed or not. It did answer my earlier question to myself: they became hippies and then chose the names, the names didn’t decide their destiny. “You want to hit the ocean?” Rain asked Dakota. “I’m ready for a dip.” “Sure.” “Me, too,” River said. “How ‘bout you, Dave?” “No thanks,” I demurred. “Maybe later. I’ll see you guys at dinner. I’m going to head back.” “Go check out the ‘adult section’,” Dakota suggested. “They won’t mind if you take a peek.” “Hell, they won’t even notice!” Rain laughed. “They get pretty intense.” “All right,” I said agreeably. I wasn’t going to turn down a free ...
    look at a hot couple having sex. The trio ran past Mi Cha into the water. I took one more lingering look at her sublime form, then ambled to the end of the beach. Sure enough, another homemade sign hung from a tree, proclaiming “Open-minded adults only.” I figured I fit the bill and poked my head around the corner. The last section of beach was roughly circular, about 20 feet across, and surrounded on three sides by trees. The fourth side abutted the water, the waves tamed slightly by a natural breakwater of rocks protruding into the ocean for about 15 feet. In the center of the sandy bowl were Stu and Summer, going at it like bunnies. Stu was on his back, and Summer was riding him slowly. Their asses were pointed roughly in my direction, and I could see her furry cunt sliding up and down his thick cock. Rivulets of white cream coated the fat meat as in plunged in and out of her pussy, and I could hear the squelching noises they created over the gentle moans of the girl and Stu’s grunts. I watched the erotic show for a moment, but horny as I was, I didn’t want to disturb them. With a final appreciative glance at Summer’s spread labia, I shook my head and turned away. I took a few steps toward the trail, but a flash of white in the woods distracted me. I wondered if it could be another pig, and carefully crept into the jungle to find out what it was. Quickly I realized that there were people in the trees, and soon I could hear whispered voices. As I got closer, I was stunned ...
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