1. The Island, Chapter 5


    Date: 11/7/2015, Categories: Fiction, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, Erotica, Male/Female, Author: Paperbackwriter, Rating: 92, Source: sexstories.com

    sand castle with his friends, if you can believe it. The resilience of youth,” she marveled, shaking her head. “Anyway, he’ll be fine for a while. Let’s take a walk.” She obviously had something she wanted to tell me, so I fell in step next to her as she headed further into the trees. We walked in companionable silence for a moment, as she collected her thoughts. “I don’t know who Jared’s father was,” she said finally. Okay, I did not see that coming. “I thought you recently got divorced,” I ventured. “Steve? Yeah, we were married, but he’s not the father. I married him when Jared was 2. He seemed like a decent guy, and tried to understand, but in the end he just couldn’t break his conventional mindset.” “Meaning…?” Now I was very confused. “Meaning I did not grow up under conventional circumstances. My parents lived in a nudist colony in California. I grew up without a stitch of clothes for the first 8 years of my life. And even after that I only wore them off the ranch. Everyone at home went around totally starkers. This was also not just a naturist ranch. They believed in, how should I say, an untraditional family structure. There were no couples, no formal relationships at all. Everyone loved everyone else freely, without any rules or boundaries. One of my earliest memories was watching my mom having sex with two guys at once.” I pondered that in silence. I didn’t know how to respond. “The only rule was that no one was forced to do anything they didn’t want to do. Us ...
    kids began sex play with each other pretty early, and as we matured physically, we chose when we wanted to join the adults. By the time I was 18, I had had sex with just about every guy in the compound, and at least half of the women, except for the ones that smelled bad. I could never tolerate BO. Kind of funny coming from an uber-hippie, huh? “Those were the happiest days of my life. I felt loved, cared for and protected. Everyone at the ranch was family. I wanted for nothing. There were no hangups, no jealousy, no anger. It was great,” she said wistfully. “We got shut down just before my 20th birthday. Some busybody hiker had stumbled upon our little oasis and freaked out. She called the cops, they raided the place, and several of the guys went to jail. The women were classified as ‘victims’ and got away free. A lot of the kids were sent to foster care. The group disbanded and people went there separate ways. I found out I was pregnant a month later. I was on my own, since my mom had taken off with another band of travelling bohemians, and I had no idea who my own father was, let alone the baby’s. I decided to keep the baby, because I wanted to be a mom. After he was born, though, I decided to have my tubes tied, because I didn’t think I could afford to have more kids without a steady job. I traveled on my own for a couple of years, but I was never able to connect with anyone in a way as real as my first family.” She sighed. “I met Steve on a singles camping trip. I was the ...
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