1. The Island, Chapter 4


    Date: 7/27/2017, Categories: Fiction, Blowjob, Erotica, First Time, Latina, Male/Female, Virginity, Author: Paperbackwriter, Rating: 89.8, Source: sexstories.com

    grip on every inch of my engorged shaft. I slowly built up speed, knowing I wouldn’t last very long in this steaming hot snatch, and wanting to give her one more taste of nirvana before I blew my load. A wordless humming escaped her lips as she tenderly caressed by back, punctuated by occasional Spanish phrases I didn’t understand. The sweet friction between our perfectly paired genitals was doing its work, and I could tell we were both reaching our peak. “Is it safe to come in you?” I gasped, not wanting her to get pregnant with her very first fuck. Pulling out of her sublime slit was the last thing I wanted to do, but this was supposed to be about her…. “Go ahead,” she huffed breathlessly. “It’s a good time.” I didn’t need to be convinced. Thrusting ever deeper, I began bouncing the head of my dick on her cervix, feeling her womb jolting up and down with each powerful penetration. My throbbing balls were slapping her dripping wet perineum with every pounding entry of my hungry man meat into her overwrought pussy. She instinctively wrapped her legs around my back, grinding her clit against my pubic bone to increase the stimulation. Her sharp cries echoed through the verdant glade as we rode the pleasure train to its destination. My toes curled and my scrotum tightened. Her nails dug into my back. I was pistoning into her like a machine, and soon was rewarded with a long, drawn out wail as she reached another shuddering peak of pleasure. As her warm vagina began ...
    contracting around my rigid member, a geyser of semen spewed deep into her, painting her inner recesses with my white lava. Gush after gush came streaming out of my cockhead as my thrusts became disjointed, involuntary spasms, and I had the most powerful orgasm I have ever experienced. Slowly we came down for our lusty high, clutching each other tightly and feeling the warm issue of our union flow out of her snatch and pool beneath us. Joelle suddenly burst into tears, sobbing and shaking as she held on to me like a life preserver in a flood of emotion. I had heard sometimes women cried with orgasm, but I was concerned. “Did I hurt you?” I asked worriedly. “N-no,” she managed to get out. “That w-was just so intense I c-couldn’t hold it in. I’m fine. In fact, I’m wonderful!” Her smile lit up our love nest like the sun. “That was the most incredible thing I h-have ever experienced!” “I’m happy. I wanted your first time to be memorable.” I kissed away her tears, savoring the salty taste. “God, was it ever! I can’t believe I waited 32 years for that! I want to do it again and again!” “Not now!” I said in mock horror. “You’ll kill me! A guy can’t do that again right away. Our batteries have to recharge. Besides,” I said as the reality of our situation came crashing back in, “we have to get back to the beach. We have work to do and people are depending on us.” “I guess,” she said with a pouty expression. “Promise me we’ll do this again, though.” “You bet your sweet ass we will! Wild horses ...
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