The Plane Crash - Book II
Copyright© 2018 by CrackedJaguar
Chapter 63
Coming of Age Sex Story: Chapter 63 - The exciting conclusion! Before: The plane crash, the fight for survival. Now: The girls are frantic for more of Jeremy. A pirate ship with more girls as prisoners. Choose plane or ship for rescue? A doctor? Lots of sex. Pregnancies. Jeremy near death! Arguments. In-fighting. Deaths. Lots more sex. Missing spark plugs threaten the rescue. A hurricane! Who will survive?
Caution: This Coming of Age Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Teenagers Consensual Rape Romantic BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Cheating Sharing Incest Rough Group Sex Interracial Anal Sex Analingus Cream Pie Double Penetration Exhibitionism Masturbation Oral Sex Voyeurism Violence
It was dawn and the rain was still falling, thought it was more of a mist. Jeremy sat up. He had been working his strength up over the last few days. He was still a little wobbly when he walked, but he could sit up and, with a little help, he could direct the eager women and girls in their daily tasks.
He got up on his elbows; “Jeremy, you are awake,” it was one of the unfamiliar voices of the girls he had rescued from the pirates. He was still lying in the shelter of the cave because that seemed to be the central hub of all activity.
“Who is there?” He asked, blinking in the dim light.
“Talla and Channa, we are both here to see to your needs?”
“I see.”
“We have food for you,” Talla said, holding a coconut bowl.
“You want blowjob?” Channa asked.
“I’ll take the food,” Jeremy said, reaching for it.
“I give you blowjob while you eat,” Channa said.
Jeremy surveyed the two brown-skinned girls who were kneeling on either side of him. He started to finger the salty slurry that passed for food. When he thought about it, the food was actually quite good, a mix of fish and fruit cooked and mashed into a sort of paste.
“I have practiced,” Channa said, leaning over and using her hand to guide the tip of his cock into her mouth. She slurped his cock into the warm confines of her mouth. Channa slowly started bobbing her head, sucking steadily, her tongue tickling the underside of his cock.
“Good morning, Jeremy,” said Sara. “She has been dying to do that to you ever since you regained consciousness.
“Really?”
“Oh yes,” Talla said, “she very much want to please you with mouth.”
“Channa is one of about four girls who we don’t think is pregnant.”
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