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

   ********************* In my third year at university I was in class
beside an island girl named Moira.  She was barely 5 foot, slim with nice
sized breasts, brown skin, and the usual long dark hair.  I was intrigued
by her since I had never known anyone from her culture.  She shyly
responded to my attempts at conversation.  I thought that it must be
because she was innocent and uncomfortable with men...how wrong that was I
would later learn.  After repeated gentle inquiries, she explained that she
was the first girl from her island, and the first one in her family, to go
to university.  The different culture and education system required her to
work very hard.  I offered to mentor and tutor her if that would help.  I
was in engineering school and, being a bit of a nerd, did well in my
studies.  This act of kindness brought a beautiful smile to her face.  I
was captivated.  Her defensiveness reduced as we became friends during the
tutoring sessions.  She began to accompany me to school events but resisted
good night kisses on her doorstep.

   Finally something changed.  First, kisses then slowly progressing to
more intimacy.  When we reached the oral sex stage it became evident that
she was being my teacher and was still holding back from fully letting go
with me.  We were never completely nude at that point.  On my birthday we
went out for a rare restaurant dinner and Moira invited me to her room
afterwards.  She went to the bathroom and come out topless in a native
sarong which soon went to the floor.  She led me to her bed, helped me
strip and lay back in welcome.  I didn't last very long my first time
inside a pussy.  Unbelievably good feeling!  Moira rolled us over, got me
hard again quickly and sat on my cock.  This was wonderful.  I could caress
her breasts and just enjoy the motion of her pussy.  I lasted longer and we
both climaxed.  What a happy birthday!

   She wouldn't let me spend the night and said we could only have sex once
a week even though we got together other times.  I really began to wonder
about my assessment of her sexual history but was not brave enough to ask
her directly.  During an anthropology class that we had together she
brought up the subject of sex in different cultures.  When I saw the
reading list she gave me I got really curious.  What was she trying to tell
me?  As we fucked, I began asking more direct questions and the answers I
got "knocked my rocks off".  She had been having a lot of sex for a long
time!  I was both excited and scared.  Why was she attracted to an
inexperienced nerd like me?  Could I measure up to her standards?  Would
she leave me in the dust?

   We began having sex more often and she revealed more about her island's
sex culture.  That part got me excited, especially when she told me of her
participation in unusual parts like fucking male visitors.  She was proud
of her experiences and pleased that I could begin to understand and accept
them.  One weekend we had pizza and beer with two male students from her
island.  Afterwards I had to ask her more about them, knowing what I now
did about her customs.  She revealed to me that they had been her fuck
buddies since shortly after she came to university and that she planned to
continue with them.  She went on to explain that they were only friends and
that she had much more special feelings for me.  I remember that, as she
rode my cock she told me, "It doesn't wear out you know."

   How I managed to keep my studies good during this time of rapid
emotional change I just don't know.  Perhaps it was Moira's emotional
support, understanding, guidance, and frequent lovemaking.  As I got more,
her sex buddies got less.  The inquisitive me learned that she enjoyed each
of her partners a bit differently and that she usually did not screw more
than one of us a day.  That opened up another avenue of discussion.  I had
been reading about women having multiple partners and that "sloppy seconds"
was a special erotic experience.  When I mentioned this to Moira, she
related a story about fucking three men in close succession.  The second
man, a young neighbor boy, had remarked how good her pussy felt being full
of cum.  Of course as she told this story to me I had my cock deep inside
her pussy.  When she asked me if I was ready to find out firsthand, I
blasted a hot load on her cervix.  I stayed hard as she went on to say that
tomorrow she would fuck one of her buddies after dinner and come directly
to my room.  At the prospect of my first "creampie" I fucked her like a
madman.  It was very hard to concentrate in class the next day.  About
seven, Moira came through my door, quickly stripped (I couldn't miss the
wet crotch of her panties), and spread her legs next to me in bed.  I
rolled into her wet, wet vagina in one stroke and blew my balls out on the
third one.  She was grinning at me and said, "I think you like shared
pussy".  I hadn't softened and grinned right back as I kept sliding in and
out of the wettest, warmest, slickest place I could imagine.  The erotic
thoughts about all the mingled sperm we were both feeling right then helped
us have a great finish.

   That really "broke the ice" for me.  It was finally clear that sex was
like a good meal.  To be enjoyed at the time and in memory, but one would
soon enough be "hungry" again.  Home cooked meals were often the best,
prepared with love, but a restaurant dinner could be a great experience as
well.  Who and when she had fucked was always in the past.  Whatever cock
was in her cunt NOW was all that mattered.  I decided that if I couldn't be
the only cock in her pussy, I would try to always be the most recent one. I
felt ready to explore all the wonders of sex with her.  Eventually we even
tried some multi-male sex with her sex buddies and I got to watch her suck
and fuck them.  It was quite an experience to watch another cock filling
the only pussy I had ever fucked, to hear the grunt or groan as he pumped
his seed deep inside her, and to be holding her when she orgasmed with him.
It was enlightening how she could welcome another familiar hard cock into
her cunt as easily as she welcomed mine.  I also learned that oral sex with
fresh cum in her pussy wasn't so bad, even if it wasn't mine.

   One weekend we were all drinking a bit more than usual and Moira bragged
that she could outfuck all three of us.  Well, she proved her point but
wouldn't let anyone near her pussy for a few days afterwards!  Another
memorable episode was when a woman visited Moira from her village.  She was
few years older than us, quite a bit taller than Moira with a chunkier but
not bad figure.  I was offered to her according to custom.  Moira went to
the library to study and I had my second sex partner.  This new partner
encouraged two good rounds from me before Moira returned.  We all fit on
the bed together and Moira managed to get some loving for herself from a
nearly worn out me.  The visitor got a "good morning" fuck before
departing. Later I told Moira that "sex with our visitor was fun but it
helped me realize just how good you are in bed." Although that was intended
to be very diplomatic, I hadn't yet realized how much my growing feelings
for Moira were involved in my sexual satisfaction.

   When holiday came, Moira insisted that I come home with her to the
village.  I really wanted to see this place she had told me about.  When we
arrived I was very pleased to see the many nice brown tits displayed by the
sarong skirted women.  I was a light-skinned novelty and they soon crowded
around us, not minding if they pushed their bare tits on any part of me
they could.  Much was being said in their native language and Moira turned
to me with a pleased look on her face.  She told me, "Lots of the village
women want to offer you 'visitor hospitality'.  You know that I am looking
forward to fucking many of the men I have had in the past so I guess it is
only fair.  Are you interested?" I quickly replied, "I wouldn't think of
being an ungrateful visitor..."

   Moira's mother helped arrange our sex schedules.  That two week period
gave me more sexual variety than most young men get in years of college.  I
was happily getting laid by a very interesting selection of women - all
shades of brown; all body types and sizes; all experienced and
enthusiastic. Even if their English wasn't very good, it didn't matter.  I
lost track of Moira at times and figured she might be getting more than the
planned number of dicks.  I was happy for her since I was being well taken
care of!  She was very tender and loving when we were together each night
and would tell me what she had done...if I asked.  And she did ask about
each of the women since she knew them all.  I thanked her for building up
my stamina so much, to which she replied, "I have a reputation to maintain,
you know!" I laughed and hugged her.

   The last night Moira's mother claimed the parental right to give me a
"sex exam" and Moira didn't object.  I knew she would spend the night with
her mother's partner whom she had fucked before.  Her mother was in her
late 30's and, like most island women, in good physical shape.  She spent a
lot of time examining and sucking my circumsized cock...a new experience
for her.  Then she fucked my brains out as many times as she could get me
hard enough to slide into the vagina Moira was birthed from.  I found out
where her daughter got her sex drive and talent from!

   Back to school, and a chance to recover.  Not very much later Moira
began noticing changes in her body.  Her birth control had suppressed her
periods (convenient for her sex life) so she went to the university clinic
to find out what was going on.  They confirmed her pregnancy.  Somehow, the
stimulation of many different penises, the innumerable sprays of sperm on
her cervix, and the constant presence of seminal hormones from multiple men
in her vagina for almost two weeks must have caused an egg to begin its
journey toward the many billions of wigglers.  Who might the father be?  It
was unlikely my sperm that reached the target.  My cum loads were deposited
late in the day and were minimally potent because of all the sperm I had
been distributing around the village earlier.  There were so many shades of
brown in her background that no matter what the baby looked like it
wouldn't help me know if it was mine or not.  In their culture it didn't
matter anyway so why should it matter to me?  It did make me wonder if any
lighter skinned islanders would be birthed nine months after my visit.

   I married her right away in a civil ceremony.  The village bonding
ritual would happen the next time we visited, possibly after the baby was
born.  We found a flat and set up our new household.  Since I had read that
women can get extremely horny when pregnant, I encouraged her to keep her
fuck buddies.  It may have saved my life!