1. The Island, Chapter 20


    Date: 10/30/2015, Categories: Fiction, Asian, Consensual Sex, Erotica, Male/Female, Male/Teen Female, massage, Masturbation, Oral Sex, Young, Author: Paperbackwriter, Rating: 92.1, Source: sexstories.com

    You’ll probably have to put up with some spying by the kids, but I suspect they’ll get used to it pretty quickly. Adults are the ones that tend to have the hangups about nudity. Why don’t you guys make some kind of sign, and we can talk about posting it when the hunters come back later?” “Righteous,” Stu opined, giving me a fist-bump. He ambled back to his crew to tell them the news. I chuckled, wondering if everyone would end up gravitating toward the nude beach in the end. We may end up a nudist colony after all! Janie would feel right at home. I noticed farther down the beach the cheerleaders had organized themselves and seemed to be having their own exercise and cheer session. They must have been inspired by our Tae Kwon Do classes, I thought. I considered wandering over and watching, but I didn’t want to make them self-conscious, or to have them think of me as a pervert (although I freely admit I am). Maybe they would give an exhibition later and we could all watch. The thought had my prick stirring slightly. My fantasies were interrupted by Tran, who appeared silently at my side, startling me. “You come help my girl?” she asked in her pidgin English. “Is she hurt?” I asked, alarmed. “No, no. She need help. Miss Janie say I ask you. You be good to help her. I need to teach her and you help me.” I was mystified what she meant, but if Janie had told her to ask me it must be all right. I wondered if she wanted medical training. Was she a nurse or something? She led me down ...
    the path past the pool, and then around the slope of the larger peak toward the Southeast. We were following a crude trail that had been beaten out of the jungle, and I realized we were heading to the hot springs. Trying to ascertain what exactly Tran wanted of me, I asked, “So, are you in the medical field?” “No. I do massage. I work in DC but we now move to Korea. My sister start a new place in Seoul. She move from Ho Chi Minh City and want me to come.” I envisioned she wanted some chiropractic-type advice, and was worried she would be disappointed in my lack of knowledge. Regular MDs didn’t get any training in manipulation these days, just the osteopaths. I was opening my mouth to tell her so, when we rounded a corner and arrived at the hot springs. Nothing emerged from my mouth, but it hung open nonetheless. Tran and her daughter had arranged a row of seat cushions covered in a towel into a makeshift massage table. There were a couple of buckets next to the water, and another empty one lying on its side. Various bottles and jars stood around the buckets, and behind them sat Truk, wearing a thin white cotton dress. She smiled and bowed when she saw me, and I returned the greeting, completely perplexed. I looked at Tran questioningly, and she motioned me over to the “table.” “Truk need to learn massage properly. She go to work in my sister parlor when we get to Seoul. If we get to Seoul,” she amended with a small frown. “She need to learn on man. Miss Janie say you be good ...
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