1. The Island, Chapter 7


    Date: 5/5/2016, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Erotica, Male/Female, Teen, Voyeurism, Water Sports/Pissing, Author: Paperbackwriter, Rating: 91.5, Source: sexstories.com

    lunch. There seemed to be no neurological issues on my quick exam. Connor was in what we had started calling Boy’s Town, where the male Tae Kwon Do students had created a ring of logs around their own small fire pit. They were playing cards and laughing, and I marveled at the way these kids bounced back from the tragedy that had befallen them. I sat with them for a while, and after a minor brainstorm suggested that the next day we have a little demonstration of martial arts for the whole settlement. They got excited with the idea, and began planning what flashy kicks they would perform. I suggested that we could have daily or every-other-day classes to keep in shape, maybe even drawing in some of our neighbors as new students. I ambled over to Girl’s Club, the sister camp formed by our female students. They had managed to decorate the place with some shells and hanging blankets. Clothing was strung up on lines to dry, as the girls were actually keeping themselves and their clothing fairly clean. I had to tear my eyes away from the line of patterned panties dangling in the air, including a couple of very tiny thongs, which got me speculating as to which lovely young thing favored pussy-floss under her clothes. I ran my idea for introducing Tae Kwon Do to our community by the girls. They were also very excited at the prospect of not only a demonstration, but also regular classes, and showed their enthusiasm by cheering and clustering around me, clinging to my legs and climbing ...
    onto my back. This was fairly typical behavior for our students, and I laughed as I trudged away, dragging a giggling girl from each leg for a good 15 feet before they finally had mercy and let go. Through common consensus, we had all agreed to have a rotating kitchen detail that would provide an evening meal for the camp. The hippies had volunteered to go first. The rest of the meals would be catch as catch can, with each person fending for him or herself. The plentiful fruit allowed for easy snacking even for the kids. As the evening drew closer, the cooks announced that our pork roast was ready. The castaways gathered around the fire pit as the carcass of the pig, roasting in banana leaves under coals for the last few hours, was unwrapped. Succulent odors wafted from the meat, and a line quickly formed as heaping servings were distributed. Even with dozens of hungry people, there was still plenty left over for tomorrow. I spent a pleasant hour with Joelle, eating and talking. She asked about Janie, and I carefully explained our relationship as basically friends with benefits. I assured her Janie and I had no commitments to each other and that there would be no issues if Joelle and I continued to have romantic encounters. She seemed a little confused, but reassured. We parted with a kiss, and I wondered when I would get to experience her lovely body again. The ball was in her court; I just had to wait until she was ready. I made my way over to Janie’s “house”, where she and ...
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