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 Title: Island Sex - Moira
Author: Tony Tiger <tonytigerxxx@yahoo.com>
Summary: The lusty tale of a South Sea island girl's life and loves as
told by her.  First of 3 parts (so far).  (FM+ MF+ preg)

   ********************* My name is Moira.  I came to university two years
ago when I was 18 from a south pacific island that I will not name.  It
wasn't until I got here that I learned that long established customs on our
island were not the way the rest of the world looked at sex.  When I was
young I was quite aware that older children and adults would often enjoy
each others' bodies.  It was not hidden since that would be difficult in
the open style of our houses with little privacy.  Although couples who had
bonded (our type of marriage) would usually only have sex with each other,
unbonded adults and older children would frequently change partners.  And
also interesting was that visitors who stayed with our family would be
included in the "fucking", as I learned to call it.  Sex among immediate
family members was discouraged, but since several generations often lived
together there was no shortage of possible sex partners among the other
relatives.  I now think that this sexual freedom was to encourage
cooperation and encourage pregnancies to build the population.  A few
outside visitors from time to time was also good for the gene pool.

   When a young person had grown enough to be seriously curious about sex,
their mother, with the help of a young adult of the opposite sex from
another family, would give a sex education class just like her mother had
done.  Of course, we were always sure of our mother but often not our
biological father, not that it mattered very much.  In earlier generations,
women had to learn their cycle to avoid pregnancy, but now the National
Health Service made birth control readily available to us so that made
things easier.  I developed fairly early and had my introduction to fucking
at age 13.  Although I had a special feeling for the young man who was my
first time, he was far from the only one welcomed into my vagina.  As an
attractive girl I easily found many boys and men eager to contribute what
they could to my sex experience.  I played and learned with a wide range of
partners ranging from teens, who had quantity over quality, to men my
grandfather's age who share the many ways of pleasure without being in a
hurry.  I rarely masturbated since a willing partner was easy to find and I
got laid at least once a day...often more.  My sexual exploration even
extended to my mother's current partner a few times to "help out" when she
was away.  I did not fuck my older brother but cousins were fair game.  As
I became more experienced, I narrowed down my list of regular cocks to the
best dozen or so.  A girl has to be practical, after all.  Since I knew
that I would be the first female to go away to university I was not ready
to bond with one man.  The variety was much better than a steady diet so I
made it a practice to never fuck the same partner twice in a row (multiple
times in the same session was ok though!).  By the way, I have brown skin
with somewhat asian features, long dark hair, average breasts, and yes, I
often wore only a lower sarong when in my home village.

   When visitors came to our village, and the others on our island, they
were quartered with families since there was no paid lodging.  Often they
were relatives, who would of course stay in our house, and unrelated guests
were invited by whoever had room.  Hospitality required that the guest(s)
be made to feel completely at home, including a bed partner of their sexual
preference.  This was usually an unbonded member of the household.  There
were usually more male guests so the duties of hostess in our family were
shared by grandmother, a widowed aunt, and myself.  When necessary, my
mother could also provide for the visitor's sexual comfort.  Being young,
enthusiastic and horny, I would even volunteer...expecially when it was
someone who I had previously had a good fuck with.  A few times I was the
only available female for several guests so I would go from bed to bed,
sometimes twice a day.  I once fucked a visiting white man and a black man
to see if there was any real difference.  They actually weren't as good for
my pleasure as the local men who had improved their skills with lots of
practice to compete for the more attractive women in bonding.  By the way,
I usually fucked bareback because STDs were rare on our island. 
Off-islanders had to use condoms if they wanted to enjoy me even though it
doesn't seem like real sex to me if no semen is shared somewhere.  At the
time I didn't completely realise how blessed I was to have such variety and
quantity of sex.

   At university I was in culture shock at first.  My classes were very
different than at home so I had to study a lot.  I soon met up with the two
boys that I knew were there from my island and, since we were all used to
an active sex life, we became what you would call "sex buddies" or "fuck
buddies".  There was one English boy (Robert) that I met in a class.  He
offered to tutor me and, since I was struggling, I accepted.  As I got to
know him we became friends.  He kept asking me to go with him to school
activities.  I finally relented and had a good time but resisted any
romantic possibilities because I didn't want to be disappointed like I had
been with previous "foreigners" I had fucked.  I would return from our
outings and call one of my sex buddies to take care of my needs.  As my
schoolwork improved and I got to know Robert better, I began to get more
affectionate with him.  It was hard for me to hold back since at home I
would usually have sex with boys or men that I liked.  It was expected in
our culture.

   I learned that Robert had almost no sex experience so decided to take
the role of teacher.  He was not aware how well prepared I was to take that
role.  He might have even thought I was a virgin like himself!  I gently
allowed him to progress through kissing and touching.  He had a nice
circumsized cock, which I had not had before.  We stayed at the oral sex
level without full nudity for quite a while.  That helped me keep control.
Since I frequently was not fully satisfied during these sessions my sex
buddies got plenty of hot pussy from me afterwards.

   Finally, on Robert's birthday, we went out to dinner and I invited him
back to my room having told my roommate to stay gone until I called.  I
came out of the bathroom in one of my native hiphugger sarongs, walked over
to him and removed it, showing him my body fully naked for the first time.
I took his hand and led him to my bed.  He stripped and laid down beside
me. After some warmup oral sex I rolled on my back, spread my legs and
guided his cock into his first pussy.  As I expected, he soon gushed cum
into me.  I hugged him close and said, "Happy birthday!" After a few
minutes I rolled us over, cleaned his cock with my tongue,which got it hard
again, and jumped on top.  This time he lasted long enough to get me off. I
was enjoying my "practice teaching".  It was really special that for the
first time I had a man whose cock had ONLY been in my pussy.  To keep
control I told him that this could only happen once a week.  Of course I
still kept taking care of my fuck buddies in between time with Robert. 
Wow, three men who looked to me for their sex lives.  What a great life!

   During an anthropology class that we shared I began slowly explaining
how other cultures could be different than what he was used to but that
didn't make them "bad".  I gave him some reading assignments about sex
practices around the world.  Being a bright guy, he began asking me
questions about my island culture.  Afraid that I would shock him or scare
him off, I didn't answer very directly at first.  Obviously intrigued,
Robert finally asked, when pumping my pussy with a cock as hard as could
be, "When did you start having sex?".  When I replied, "In my early teens",
he blasted his cum into me and collapsed on top.  I (not too reluctantly)
agreed to increase our get-togethers to twice a week and then to three,
cutting back on my sex buddies.  As he learned more and more about my
experiences and their basis in my background, he became more and more
fascinated.  He thought that the visitor fucking was pretty cool.  I
finally felt that it was time for Robert to meet the male students from my
island.  We all had pizza and beer together and Robert took me back to his
room.  When we were naked in bed, Robert, not yet hard, looked at me very
intently.  I knew what he was thinking.  After a while he put his arms
around me and asked, "Since they are from your island, have you had sex
with them?".  Holding his face between my hands and giving him a gentle
kiss I said, "Yes, since I came to university.  We frequently take care of
each other's sex needs as friends.  I care for you very much but please
never forget that it is my pussy and I get to choose who I share it with."
I knew this was a big turning point for Robert so I reached for his cock
and began stroking it to life.  Without a word I mounted him and then asked
softly, "Does it feel any different now that you have met guys who have
recently been there?  It doesn't wear out, you know." We came and slept.

   We got together the during the next week but Robert was quieter than
usual and we didn't talk about sex, just enjoyed it.  On the weekend Robert
opened up to me, "Knowing you has been a huge change from what I was
brought up thinking about sex.  I'm not regretting opening my eyes but
change isn't easy.  You are a very special woman and I want to keep
exploring life with you." With tears in my eyes I kissed him long and
deeply, "You have come a long way in a short time.  The journey is far from
done for both of us." Robert said, "It's kind of difficult learning to
share a woman that I am falling in love with.  When we are making love I
can't help but think of the other men that have been in there too.  That is
both exciting and scary." He then asked, "Do you think of other men when we
are having sex?" "I can usually give my full attention to the man I am
with", I replied.  Robert continued, "You are often very wet when I enter
you...have you had another soon before me?" I saw his cock begin to fill.
"And what if I had?  Not right before, but a few times earlier in the day.
Is there anything I can do to help you get used to this situation?" Robert
sat me on top of his now hard cock and held my breasts as he looked into my
eyes.  "I have been on the internet to learn more about sex practices. 
I've read about men who like to watch their wife or girl friend have sex
with other men.  Not the humiliating stuff called cuckolding but just to
enjoy their enhanced sexuality.  It seems that many of the women are
reluctant at first, unlike you, but really enjoy it when they are getting
the extra sex...that is like you.  I don't need any extra stimulation to
enjoy sex with you, but since my only choice is to share you or lose you,
maybe this is a way for me to benefit as well." Smiling at him I said,
"It's not hard to realize that women have a much greater capacity for sex
than men do.  The men on our island recognize and enjoy that basic fact.  I
could probably fuck all three of my men in a row and be ready for seconds
when you were.  I can enjoy being fucked even if I am not highly aroused,
like right now.  So far, I've never had 'too much sex'." I felt his cock
pulse, filling my pussy full of cum, and knew I had gotten to him.  Rolling
off, I guided his face to my crotch and said firmly, "Now it's my turn." I
had taught him well.

   I began a gentle and progressive desensitizing program.  Each time we
joined in bed I made it a point to tell him which of my sex buddies I had
been with since we last made love and briefly described what we had done.
When the sudden ejaculations lessened I began relating some of the more
memorable sexploits back on my island.  I told him, with predictable
results, about the time I fucked a visitor in the early afternoon and then
a neighbor boy a short while later.  The boy noticed how silky my pussy
felt and added his juice when I confirmed his suspicions.  I felt so sexy
that I went on to enjoy an older cousin a little later that day.  Robert
looked very thoughtful and finally said, "I've read that a pussy feels
special when it has fresh cum in it.  I have been imagining that feeling
when we have sex lately." I replied, "Are you ready to find out for
yourself?", and smiled as I thought how well my program was working. 
"Yes", he answered.  "Ok, tomorrow I will be with one of my buddies right
after dinner.  Even though it isn't one of 'your' days I'll come over right
afterwards and you can have me freshly laid." Robert was, of course, hard
again and gave me an inspired fuck.

   The next day flew by quickly for me tho it must have seemed like forever
to Robert.  Soon enough I was having a short but inspired fuck with my
buddy.  I told him that I only had time for a quicky, pulled down my
panties, raised my skirt, and bent over the desk.  My eager pussy soon
milked the cum out of his familiar brown cock and I pulled up my panties
without even wiping myself off.  Robert's room was in the next building. 
The door was unlocked and I quickly joined him in bed.  As I lay back and
spread an extra wet and not yet satisfied pussy before him, Robert pushed
all the way in with one stroke.  Two slippery strokes later I felt him
blast his seed to mix with my buddy's.  "I think you like shared pussy", I
said, breathing heavily with my own excitement.  Robert answered by raising
up and vigorously stroking me with his cock which had not gone soft.  He
lasted much longer this time as we both enjoyed this especially erotic
coupling.

   We progressed as a couple to a few three and four-somes with my fuck
buddies.  Robert was very aroused by watching me and my friends enjoy my
body and wore himself out keeping up with them.  Of course I loved all the
attention and pleasure that several horny guys could provide.  We would
talk about it in bed at other times and the memories added to our
lovemaking.

   Robert had really become "one of the boys" in every sense and I couldn't
have been happier.  He seemed to be realizing, as I had always known, that
sex with friends was more "fun and sexy" while sex with a special person
was more "intimate and loving".  On one occasion, a countrywoman came to
visit me and, according to our custom, I offered Robert to her.  She was
only his second woman and she later told me that he was quite enjoyable and
thanked me for training him.  He told me that he felt "sexier" afterwards.
I showed him that he was, enjoying his description of their pleasure while
our genitals were joined as we had often done when I told my stories.

   School let out for holiday and I arranged to take Robert home with me.
He had never been to the outer islands where I came from.  What was
unspoken was what might happen sexually while we were there.  I was
confident that he would adapt just fine.  When we arrived at the village
Robert was an object of interest.  I had emailed my mother about him so my
family was ready but the other villagers were very curious...especially the
women.  I was quickly being asked about him and could they offer "visitor
hospitality"?  I hadn't thought about this and now found "the shoe on the
other foot" as the saying goes.  I took Robert aside, "We are going to be
here a week and many of the village women are wanting sex with you as a
visitor.  Most have never had a light skinned man, or a circumsized one,
and are intrigued.  Also there are many men that I have not fucked since I
was here last time.  I will enjoy being with them again and I can select
the best of the women for you.  I still expect that we will share a bed at
night even if you are too worn out to fuck me." Kind of stunned, Robert
agreed.  What guy could turn down lots of good pussy?

   I arranged, with the help of my mother, for each of us to have a variety
of partners each day in between all the holiday activities.  There were a
dozen or so men ranging from teens to 70s that I looked forward to
reconnecting with.  I enjoyed the variety in their bodies, abilities, and
personalities.  Some of them I had sex with for many years.  With my female
capacity for sex, I was sometimes able to add some spontaneous unplanned
partners, or second rounds with ones I especially liked, into the
activities.  It was holiday, right?

   It was actually a bit odd and yet stimulating to see Robert walking with
another woman towards the location where they would fuck.  This feeling
(jealousy?) inspired me to see that he got some of my pussy that night even
though I was well fucked out myself.  He wasn't always able to do much
since his partners were pretty skilled at draining him, so we just loved
each other any way we could.

   The night before we left Mom claimed a "parental right" to check out her
daughter's lover.  This was bullshit but Robert didn't object since Mom is
quite attractive.  I "consoled" myself with her partner who I had
thoroughly enjoyed on several occasions in the past.  We returned to school
pretty well fucked out but with big grins on our faces.  Robert was now
"part of the family".

   Not too much later I began having symptoms of pregnancy.  I was using
the birth control implant so never gave it much thought.  But no system is
perfect, I guess.  Of the huge numbers of sperms that had been pumped deep
inside me by friends and relatives over the almost two week visit, one had
reached its target.  When it was confirmed, Robert and I were married in a
civil ceremony in spite of the uncertainty of who might be the father.  He
had become a man of the village as well.  The village "bonding ceremony"
would happen on our next visit.  We found an small off-campus flat and
settled in to our new life.  I was so pleased that Robert insisted that I
continue to provide for my fuck buddies per village custom.  How I love
that man.  I got VERY horny during my pregnancy!