The Plane Crash - Book 1
Copyright© 2018 by CrackedJaguar
Chapter 22
Coming of Age Sex Story: Chapter 22 - After a plane crash strands them on a small island, the group struggles to survive. Soon, their sexuality shines through, and all the women want to get pregnant. A lone guy, a nice guy, is charged with mating with them all. A traitor among them is discovered, and some sexual vigilante justice ensues, much to the lone dog's delight. Non-stop adventure! This is Book 1 of 2.
Caution: This Coming of Age Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Ma/ft mt/Fa Fa/ft Teenagers Blackmail Coercion Consensual Drunk/Drugged NonConsensual Rape Reluctant Romantic Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Cheating Sharing Incest BDSM DomSub MaleDom FemaleDom Humiliation Rough Gang Bang Group Sex Harem Black Female White Male White Female Anal Sex Analingus Bestiality Cream Pie Double Penetration Exhibitionism First Masturbation Oral Sex Pregnancy Sex Toys Voyeurism Water Sports Revenge Violence
Jeremy found a deposit of clay near the middle of the island. It wasn’t a lot, but it might work for his needs. He called Naomi over, and they worked out a simple sledge to move quantities larger than they could carry across the sand. Jeremy also realized that he needed a table or two before they got too far ahead of themselves. Tables were going to be a big pain in the ass, he realized. With no saw, he would have to hack and scrape to make a table.
The next week seemed to go on forever. There was never enough time, and there was always too much that needed his attention. The girls, well, aside from a few, were all about as helpful as a warm cup of piss in the Mojave. Still, he pressed on, pushing himself to make things work, to make a working salt works as well as getting some tables and chairs later built.
On the bright side, he thought that Sunni’s work with the new clothes, although a bit bizarre, was a great improvement. Not that it changed his opinion of her too much. She was still annoying. In fact, he decided that most of the girls were annoying. He sighed as he leaned against the wall of the hut.
Nicole lay between his legs, her breasts on either side of his cock as she softly tickled his balls with her fingertips.
“Jeremy?” she said finally.
“Hmmm?”
“What’s the matter?”
“Nothing, ... everything, it’s almost too much.” Jeremy said.
“Is it something I did? I mean, if you don’t want me anymore I’ll, I’ll understand there are...” Nicole whispered.
“Nicole love,” Jeremy chuckled, almost out of sheer frustration to keep from crying. “Nicole you are the least of my problems, it’s the other girls and the fact that I somehow have to serve every one of you, and service every one of you, nevermind providing for you all and insuring you’re all taken care of. It’s enough to give a devout Mormon a headache. Never mind someone who never gave the whole polygamist concept a second thought, but that’s what I’m dealing with. I suppose I could do with a little less drama. I’m really happy with what Sunni has done.
“Me too,” Nicole said, as she surveyed her own outfit, which was essentially a bustier with a skirt, though the skirt part was more like a loin cloth than a skirt. It looked good. The whole interlocking plates of coconut shells gave it a very interesting texture to say the least, but at the same time it was functional.
Jeremy didn’t really want to get into the semantics of it, as the outfit was sexy. Hell, who was he to judge what was sexy and what wasn’t?
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