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The Lost Tribe

Copyright© 2019 by Krosis of the Collective

Chapter 3

Coming of Age Sex Story: Chapter 3 - A Christian school class crash lands on a deserted island. Two years pass...

Caution: This Coming of Age Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft   mt/Fa   mt/mt   Coercion   Consensual   NonConsensual   Rape   Reluctant   Gay   Lesbian   Heterosexual   Fiction   School   Rough   Interracial   Black Female   White Male   Cream Pie   First   Masturbation   Oral Sex   Pregnancy   Voyeurism   Big Breasts   Clergy   Small Breasts   Teacher/Student  

“More...”

Dylan was woken from his post-orgasmic nap by the feeling of Tina bringing his penis back to life with her hand. She had turned toward him under the emergency blanket. He looked at the curvy brown-haired girl’s face, so beautiful, and kissed her while she masturbated him.

When he was at his full 5” length she broke off the kiss and moved her hips forward, angling the head of his cock into her recently deflowered vagina. She was so wet that it took little effort to slip it inside her, but lying on their sides made capitalizing on that advantage difficult.

“Lie back,” she urged him, and she sighed as his cock slipped out of her. Then she climbed astride him in the classic cowgirl position, easily reclaiming his dick with her hot, fertile pussy.

She sank down on it all the way, making them both moan in pleasure. Tina wanted to feel like this all the time; full, so connected to Dylan, this boy she had just met ... well, met again, as it had been over a year since the boys had split from the main group of Christian school crash survivors to start their own tribe. She paused, her eyes closed, savoring the feeling.

Dylan looked up at his new lover ... it had been pure chance that brought them together. He had been determined to be a gentleman, just sharing his warmth during the cold downpour outside the shallow cave, but Tina had initiated the sex. He wasn’t complaining, though!

He reached up and filled his hands with her large boobs, making her gasp. He hadn’t seen them last time, only felt, and he was like a kid in a candy store. While he was doing this, Tina started to move herself up and down on his cock.

Dylan sat up. Tina thought he was going for another kiss but instead he brought his mouth to one of her boobs. She gasped again, her sensitive nipples shooting pleasure through her body and giving her a mini-orgasm.

She continued bouncing in his lap, pulling off halfway and then slamming back down. She wanted more ... more!

“Mmuuuhh!” Dylan groaned into her breast.

Tina felt his penis throb inside her. “No! Not yet!” she cried, continuing to bounce. She had almost reached a full orgasm. She continued to ride Dylan but now he lay back, spent. She could already feel him getting smaller inside her.

Frustrated, she dismounted, his semen splashing out of her onto the palm fronds that made up their makeshift bed. She needed to attain that feeling of release again that she had experienced before they fell asleep!

She reached for his deflating member, asking, “Can you get it hard again?” She tried stroking it but it stayed only half-hard. Defeated, she lay back.

Dylan was ashamed that he had had his pleasure but Tina was left hanging. He looked down between her legs, at the brown mass of pubic hair. George had made Dylan suck his penis and that had made the leader of the male tribe feel good ... Dylan wondered if there was something similar he could do for Tina...

He got up and moved between Tina’s legs. She got excited for a moment but then saw that he still wasn’t hard. He was looking intently at her crotch. Then he moved his face down there, pushing aside her pubic hair with his fingers, exploring.

Outside, the storm had cleared and the sun was out again, so he had sufficient light to make out her pussy lips and something odd, a nubbin near the top, like the head of a very tiny penis. He licked it tentatively.

Tina gasped in pleasure. What had he done?

Buoyed by her response, he licked it again.

“Ooh, yes, like that...” Tina moaned, laying back and closing her eyes.

Dylan continued to lick Tina’s clit until she hissed through her teeth and pushed him further down. Then he licked her pussy lips. Soon he tasted something familiar: his own semen, so similar to George’s but definitely not as gross. He realized that it also tasted a bit like Tina’s vagina smelled, which was nice. He pushed his tongue between her vaginal lips.

“Oooh!” Tina exclaimed, raising her hips and pushing towards his mouth.

Soon he was dipping his tongue inside her again and again, extracting and swallowing more of his cum and making her moan. Trying to change things up, he tried licking her clit again.

“Uhhhuuhh!” Tina gasped, shoving her crotch into his face, shaking as she came hard. Deep inside her, her cervix spasmed open and dipped into the puddle of sperm-filled semen that Dylan had deposited there just a few minutes ago.

They heard the scrape of Tina’s spear against the stone. Dylan quickly sat back on his haunches as he saw a male form rise up off to the side of the makeshift bed, now holding two spears. Tina froze.

“That was quite the show, Dylan ... who’d have thought you’d have it in you?”

Dylan recognized the voice. Of all the people to find them! “Rodney! Hey, give me that spear, okay?” Dylan had gotten to his feet now, facing the newcomer.

Rodney leveled one of the spearheads at each of the new lovers. “Nope! I caught you frat-- frater-- um, helping the enemy ... and what an enemy! It’s Tina, right?” The dark-haired, half-Asian boy leered at her and she pulled the blanket over her naked form.

“Get dressed,” he commanded. “I’m bringing you both back to camp. I may not have caught any game, but it looks like I found something tasty. Oh, and you got a little something at the corner of your mouth, there, Dylan.”


The cage door opened and a tall, stocky girl with wavy brown hair was pushed in. She turned and punched the door as it locked from the outside.

“Hi Joan,” Jason said as he sat naked on the cage’s bench, watching. He had remembered the girl’s name from when they went to class together, as the big girl had always looked like a “Joan”.

“Shit!” Joan turned round again and pushed herself back against the door, looking like a trapped animal. Unlike the other girls, Joan had outgrown her school uniform and was wearing the dead pilot’s uniform shirt like a dress, her large breasts starting to strain the buttons. “You stay away from me, Jason.”

“Okay,” Jason replied, reclining so his lap area and the growing member there became obvious. His eyes scanned Joan’s form, especially her toned legs. “So what’s going on? You in the cage as punishment, or is it your turn?” He thrust his hips a little for emphasis.

Joan looked sick. “Both. I hid that I had my period a couple weeks ago so now I’m not allowed to leave here until...” She gulped.

“Am I really so gross?”

“Yes!” she said immediately, and then relented. “Well, no, you’re not, but ... oohhh...” She turned away.

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