[[[-IF3M-04.TXT-]]] ---------------- Island Fever 3: Matrimony Written by: JeremyDCP@hotmail.com M/F, F/F and a whole lot more ---------------- Chapter 04: "Ensemble" Kristanna was in one of her patented, silly moods. Aiming the camera lens of her cellular telephone right back at her own face, Kristanna was offering unique (and very strange) expressions as she primped and posed. Even better, Kristanna was using a _highly exaggerated_ and very comical southern accent. After all, Kentucky (and the stereotype of the unique dialect its residents spoke) was just across the river from us here in downtown Cincinnati. Kristanna, though, had taken things to a whole new level. She sounded as if she was from deep in the backwater hills. "I gots grilled shrimp, fry shrimp, buffalo shrimp, barbeque shrimp, shrimp on the bah-bie," Kristanna told the camera, enjoying an evening snack of - you guessed it - shrimp. "I gots shrimp from the seaside, Pacific shrimp, Atlantic shrimp, gulf shrimp, sour shrimp, shrimp soup... shrimp ever'thing." This was actually downright hilarious. Kristanna was butchering that poor accent to no end. I was just glad that she was recording herself. "Ever'body gots shrimp! Even bubblegum gots shrimp." Once Devon suddenly walked into the bedroom, Kristanna turned the camera toward her. She immediately shifted the view downward - toward Devon's cleavage - which was looking oh so fine, all squished up in a body-hugging tank-top that she must have had a massive struggle just to get into while preparing for bed moments ago. "Those aren't shrimp," Kristanna playfully advised the camera. "Those are JUMBO SHRIMP!" And with that, Kristanna squealed and bounced about in a hysterical fit of laughter. "You're insane," Devon countered, her tone all serious and straightforward, as she waved a menacing finger at Kristanna. Devon then glanced over at me. "Tell her, Jeremy. Tell Krissy that she is one crazy ass, insane chick." I could not tell her anything; I was too preoccupied. Did I mention Kristanna that was dressed up as a schoolgirl? Not only was Kristanna very sweet and kind-hearted, but she was also drop-dead gorgeous. She was trim and fit at 5-foot-11 and 115 pounds, and had long, stylish blonde hair which went down to the center of her back. She had a tight, athletic figure, and the absolute, most perfect set of firm, long legs that I have ever seen on a woman. Kristanna's schoolgirl outfit - she was feeling quite mischievous tonight, and had decided to play _dress up_ for me - was a definite sight to behold. Kristanna could most assuredly teach anyone a lesson or two, wearing a two-tone (black and gray) bra and a black open front cropped tie top that was fastened at her midriff, yet left both her toned, flat stomach, and her cleavage fully exposed. The 25-year-old also had on an incredibly flimsy gray schoolgirl plaid mini-skirt; it was so sinful and small that the crotch of her white cotton panties was visible, with her little, puffy muffin trying to peak out. She also wore a pair of knee-length black and gray checkered socks. Relaxing next to me and idly stroking my cock through the pair of shorts that I had on, Kristanna glanced up at Devon and wondered, "Do you like my outfit, baby?" "You look delicious!" Devon cooed at her. Kristanna lifted the hem of her swishy, little skirt, offering both of us a full, tempting view of her luscious white panties. "You know how much Jeremy likes these cute, little costumes, Devvy. Lindsay hasn't dressed up for him and role-played like this in a couple of weeks. So I figured that, who better than me than to pick up the slack?" "I have schoolgirl uniforms too," Devon reminded her. Kristanna offered Devon a look. "Yes, but you're not good for the part." There was a playful tent to her voice. There usually was when she spoke with Devon. "Why is that?" "Schoolgirls are supposed to be sweet and innocent," she responded, teasing Devon, while trailing both hands down the front of her own body. "Look at me. I'm the perfect picture of innocence. Not even the driven snow is as pure as I am. Then look at you, Devvy. You're a slut." "I am not!" Devon huffed, trying to conceal her smile. "I wish you would quit calling me a slut. I'm a good girl!" "SURE you're a good girl," Kristanna giggled. "Sure..." Devon reached down toward my crotch and found my aching erection. "I think Jeremy REALLY likes your uniform. He's as hard as a rock!" "I think we should dress up for him like this every week," Kristanna grinned, which caused my eyes to go wide. "I could be something sweet like a schoolgirl or cheerleader. Lindsay, too. Trish likes sports, right? She could dress up like a sexy referee. Pamela, a naughty bookworm. Amy in leather and lace, as the submissive maid. Scarlett? Why, a nurse, of course! You, Devvy though, you... you could dress up as the devil, or something." "THE _DEVIL_?" Kristanna laughed. "You'd look good in a devil's outfit." She turned her attention toward me. "How about it, Jeremy? Would you like for all of us girls to dress up for you each and every week from now on? Have a private costume party?" "I really like the _Little Red Riding Hood_ outfit that Pamela has," Devon murmured. "She looks smoking hot in it." Unable to speak because I found myself stunned by the radiant sight of schoolgirl Kristanna, I simply nodded my head. I would _love_ to have dress up parties every week! "Can I make a suggestion, angel?" Devon asked, looking at Kristanna. "Pig-tails." My heart literally skipped a beat as Devon added, "You need pig-tails in your hair with that outfit if you REALLY want to get Jeremy going." Devon rubbed my cock through the cargo shorts that I wore. "Although... he is going a million miles an hour right now as it is." "That's right..." Kristanna giggled, her eyes fixated upon me. "Pig-tails. I seem to recall Lindsay likes wrapping your cock in one of her pig-tails while dressed as a cheerleader or schoolgirl, and whacking you off." The erotic remembrances flashed throughout my mind as the sultry Kristanna added, "You always liked that a lot." She pointed toward the adjacent washroom. "Let me go in there and put my hair up in pig-tails. _I'll be back_." "Hurry up!" Devon insisted, as she and I watched Kristanna strut her way over to the washroom door. I cannot emphasize how beautiful her legs were. Those long limbs of perfection seemed to just _glide_ along with every step that she took. After Kristanna sashayed into the washroom and closed its door, Devon turned her total focus upon me. She crawled into the bed and planted a deep, sensuous kiss upon my lips. "All of the other girls are sleeping right now," she informed me. "Trish and Lindsay are out on the pull-out sofa, while Pamela, Amy and Scarlett are in the other bedroom." Devon popped a lone shrimp from Kristanna's snack plate into her mouth and swallowed it down. "Looks like we have the hotel suite to ourselves for the remainder of the night. I know that you do not want to stay up too late though, Jeremy, because you have to take Pamela to the doctor in the morning." "Hey hey!" Kristanna chirped, returning from the washroom. With her long-flowing blonde hair now styled up into two bushy, adorable pig-tails, Kristanna hesitated in mid-step and spun around, modeling her outfit for us. She looked every part the schoolgirl too. An amazon schoolgirl with legs from here until next week, that is. Once Devon extended her arms, Kristanna lunged forward and then climbed onto the bed. On her hands and knees, she crawled toward Devon and met her mouth with her own for a very slow, tongue-filled kiss. I sat back and idly watched them for several seconds, but eventually reached out with my right hand and stroked one of Kristanna's exquisite legs as she and Devon shared a warm, loving embrace. Soon, my hand drifted underneath that tiny, plaid skirt. She broke her lip-lock with Devon, then turned toward me and offered a glittering smile. "I see that you are already playing with my skirt. You seem to turn into a completely different person, Jeremy, when one of us dresses up in a naughty costume like this for you." "I kind of like it," Devon grinned. "Jeremy always leads and thinks with love and compassion for all of us. But when we play dress up, lust and desire suddenly rule the day." "Can you blame me?" I asked Devon, my voice very low and controlled. The mere sight of Kristanna in that little skirt was enough to send me into cardiac arrest. How I had not pounced on her yet was a great mystery. I then thought to myself that I was incredibly fortunate to have a collection of women who would go to the lengths that all seven of these do to satisfy me, and make me happy. Kristanna was definitely not a schoolgirl. She was a very bright and intelligent young woman, with a truly legendary sense of humor. But she was also very mature. Yet Kristanna was willing to dress up as a schoolgirl for me. She did not give a second thought to changing her hair to the way I preferred for this wicked role-playing game. Would most women be willing to _step down_ into a role such a schoolgirl, in order to please their partner? I think not. But Kristanna did it because these uniforms were my fetish. She did it, bottom line, in order to make me happy. Devon would do anything for me. If I only know one thing in my life, that is it. Devon would do anything for me. That woman fell in love the very first time she laid her eyes on me, and those feelings have multiplied with every second that has gone by since. In the previous 17 months, Devon has dressed up for me as a schoolgirl, cheerleader, maid, policewoman, firefighter, nurse and angel. She loved those roles simply because they never failed to arouse me. Together, Kristanna and Devon were the perfect complement for each other. Devon could seem so classy and distinguished when she wanted to be. Kristanna, on the other hand, was a pure comedian. She was always teasing and ragging on Devon about something. Devon could also be somewhat reserved and quiet at times, while Kristanna was outgoing and amicable. Mix them together, though, and it was pure magic. They had a special chemistry between each other which could never be duplicated. There were times when I would just sit back and marvel during one of their interactions. Kristanna and Devon were true beacon of lights in my eyes. I do not know how I survived as long as I did before our relationship came about. And that was not even mentioning the other five ladies in my life, all of whom made things infinitely better both individually and collectively. I was such a fortunate man; I simply cannot stress that enough. "Why don't you get off the bed and put on a little show for us?" Devon asked Kristanna, a glowing smile upon her face. "C'mon angel, let's see if you got any dance moves." "Dance moves?" Kristanna playfully scoffed. "What do you think? That I'm a stripper? If anyone, Devvy, you should strip. Not moi. You fit the part much better than me." "_Moi_?" Devon laughed. "Are you learning French now?" "We we," Kristanna nodded. "Give us a little dance," Devon insisted, motioning for Kristanna to stand up. "C'mon, dance for us!" The 25-year-old held her right arm outward and waved it at Devon. "I'm not about to dance unless you pay me 35 dollars. Or 250 kroner." "Kroner?" Devon laughed. "This isn't Norway, baby. This is America. I'm not giving you any Norwegian money." "Pamela told me that when she gave lap dances to customers in the strip club where she worked in Baltimore, she charged 35 dollars," Kristanna mused. "If you want me to dance for you, Devvy, it will cost you 35 dollars in cold, hard cash." "I'll give you 35 cents," Devon said. "But that might be too much. Your dancing might not be worth it. Hmmmmm... I'll give you a dime. Yes, ten cents." Kristanna lunged at Devon and pinned her shoulders to the bed beneath her. "TEN CENTS? Is that all I'm worth to you?" She smashed her mouth upon Devon's for a hot, searing kiss. "You little slut... you need to be spanked so bad!" "You're the one who needs to be spanked!" "I'm gonna tie you up, Devvy, then spank and whip that little ass of yours repeatedly for a full week," Kristanna huffed, feigning anger. "Maybe even a whole month! God only knows how much you deserve it..." "Not if I tie you up first!" Devon warned, wrapping both arms around her wife's shoulders and squeezing tightly. Devon used both hands to latch onto Kristanna's pig-tails, then gently pulled and yanked on them. After giving her a full kiss on the lips, Devon turned her gaze toward me and smiled. "Hey there, Jeremy. I forgot you were here." "You have to join the conversation," Kristanna told me. "I'm fine just listening to the two of you and your play fights," I retorted. "It's very relaxing to me." Still nestled beneath her upon the bed, Devon trailed her right hand down Kristanna's back and only came to a rest at her ass. She patted that lush, tight ass through the plaid skirt that Kristanna wore and grinned at me. "Isn't Krissy the sexiest 'lil schoolgirl that you have ever seen?" "You're the sexiest 'lil slut I've ever seen," Kristanna swooned, first bumping noses with Devon, then kissing her. When I moved closer to them upon the bed and latched onto her with my right hand, Kristanna offered no resistance as I pulled her away from Devon. I encircled her with both arms and we shared a deep, probing kiss, but then I laid her out upon the mattress beneath me. She looked downright exotic in that schoolgirl uniform, with her hair up in pig-tails. I was _so_ glad that Kristanna dressed up for me tonight. Without saying a word, I leaned over and burrowed my face between Kristanna's heavenly thighs. I kissed and licked the inside of each thigh in a slow, methodical manner, then deftly pulled her white panties downward. I slid my face in even deeper - my head was now hidden beneath her little, plaid skirt - and attached my lips to her pussy for a taste. Both ladies giggled as I began to lick and swipe away at the sweet folds of Kristanna's slit with my curious tongue. She gently squeezed her thighs around my head and lifted her hips high off the mattress. At the same time, Devon started to trail her hand over and across my shoulders and back. "Hmmmmm YESSSSS..." Kristanna moaned, as I then inserted a pair of fingers into her nether regions. I dabbed at her clitoris with my tongue while pumping both fingers in-and-out of her at a leisurely pace. Needless to say, I was enjoying myself. I owed it to all seven of the women in my life to do whatever I could to bring them the ultimate in pleasure and satisfaction whenever I was with them. I withdrew my fingers from my wife's pussy and, after establishing eye contact with her, I licked them dry. The taste of her sweet nectar brought a smile to my face. "I want more," she requested. "Lick me some more." As Kristanna squirmed and writhed about beneath me, I smiled at the intoxicating sight of her sweet, beautiful pussy. I was frozen for several seconds, simply enjoying the eye candy, but finally could not resist her any longer. My tongue returned to her clitoris and this time, I offered it a series of long swipes that made her body pulsate. Before I knew what was happening next, Devon had moved her face close to mine as I continued to explore the tender depths of Kristanna's pussy with my tongue. I caught Devon out of the corner of my eye, but did not pay her a lot of attention. The feast in front of me was my main focus. Once Kristanna stretched her thighs as far apart as they would go, I felt Devon place her cheek upon the side of my face. Then, in a move that surprised me, Devon applied some pressure, and gently nudged my face away from the joining of Kristanna's thighs. Suddenly, Devon was enjoying the feast. Stunned, I stared at Devon as she hungrily lapped away upon Kristanna's pussy. I could not believe that she pushed me aside like that! But in no way was I angry about it. I had a smile on my face as I replayed the incident in my mind. It was actually sort of funny... in a way. "You greedy little thing..." I chuckled, patting Devon's ass through the pink shorts that she had on. All I received in response was a giggle from both ladies. A moment later, Kristanna reached out with her left hand and clutched my wrist. Now with my attention, she flashed me a smile as her body basked in the glow of Devon's tongue. I brought that hand to my lips and lovingly kissed it. She looked so pure and wholesome in her schoolgirl uniform... A closer inspection revealed that in addition to her velvety tongue, Devon was attacking Kristanna's pussy with four fingers (yes, FOUR). She was violently thrusting them in-and-out of that moist crevice while also licking it with her tongue. Suddenly, the 25-year-old was flying with lust. "Oh God, Devvy! HMMMMM... do me, baby! Make me cum!" A split-second later, Devon withdrew both her face and fingers from Kristanna's pussy. She glared down at her for a brief, intense moment, before a truly wicked, devious look came to her face. My eyes wide, she then brought her hand up and offered Kristanna's pussy a harsh, stinging slap. "OOOOOH YEEEEESSSSS!" she screamed, every muscle within her body contracting at once. "You like that... don't you?" Devon demanded, her grin evil. "Don't you, Krissy? Last week, I watched Trish do this to Lindsay and it drove her FUCKING INSANE. Do you want me to spank your pussy some more? Do you, angel?" "Uh huh!" was Kristanna's loud, enthusiastic response. "Spank it! Spank my pussy! OH MY GOD that felt so good!" Kristanna screeched and cried out in utter passion as Devon offered her pussy at least seven or eight hard swats in succession with an open hand. Once she was finished, Devon brought that hand, which was now soaked with feminine love-juice, in front of her face and inspected it. Then, her eyes flashing, Devon smacked Kristanna's pussy again. "That's for calling me a slut!" she squealed, before diving right back into that all-you-can-eat-buffet. "Oh God!" Kristanna gushed. "Lick me! Lick meeeee! Oh my God, you're gonna make me cream my pussy! Fuck, Devvy... just a little more! Just a little more! LICK ME!" After giving Kristanna's luscious pussy yet another swift, open-handed slap, Devon finally caused the dam to burst. "YESSSSS! OHHHHH! DEVVY! DEVVYYYYY!" Kristanna's entire body was vibrating upon the bed as she went through the joyous progression of orgasm. All the while, Devon had both her lips and tongue buried deep within that sweet, tasty pussy. She wanted to suck down and swallow all of the flowing juices for herself. Who could blame her? Once the sensations in Kristanna had finally settled down and Devon was finished licking her pussy completely dry, the 28-year-old withdrew her face from the joining of her thighs and smiled at her. The look upon Kristanna's face, though, was one of total devotion and adoration. "God, Devvy..." she sighed. "That was incredible!" She shook her head, with erotic tears in her eyes. "I love you. There is a reason why Devon rhymes with Heaven!" Devon grabbed Kristanna's left hand and pulled her up into a seated position upon the bed, only to then smash her mouth upon hers with a fervid, passionate kiss. The pair of blondes hugged and clutched each other with reckless abandon, their lips and tongues running rampant between their mouths. Soon, Kristanna was cupping and squeezing one of Devon's large, firm breasts through the tank-top that she wore. "Baby..." Kristanna breathed once their kiss was broken. She bumped noses with Devon and cooed, "Oh baby... that was so hot." She kissed her again and added, "You can spank my pussy like that whenever you want from now on!" Surprised, Devon squealed when I grabbed her shoulders from behind and pulled her away from Kristanna. Embracing her with both hands upon her breasts, I curled my neck and planted a sultry, probing kiss of my own upon her lips. The moment it was over, I smiled at Devon. "You nudged me out!" "What are you talking about?" Devon asked, confused. "I was giving Krissy some oral and you nudged me out!" I exclaimed, though in a playful way. "Greedy little girl..." Devon actually blushed at my comment. "Oh! I'm sorry, Jeremy. When I saw Krissy's pussy, I just couldn't help myself. I _HAD_ to have a taste of her then and there." "I should give you a spanking myself," I teased her. "I cannot believe you nudged me out like that!" "God knows she deserves it!" Kristanna huffed. Devon turned her head to look at her bride, then reached out and gently yanked on the hem of her schoolgirl skirt. "You may have got that uniform, Krissy, but I bought a 'lil something special at the adult store earlier today." "Oh?" Kristanna countered, curious. "What?" Smiling, Devon then used her opposite hand to retrieve a moderately sized dildo from underneath her pillow. She held the crude object up, which was a bright pink color and about six inches in length. "Do you like it, sweetie?" "It's not as big as most of our other dildos," Kristanna observed. "But I like the pink color. It's pretty." "This dildo is small simply because it is not meant for your pussy," Devon advised her. "It's for your ass, baby." Kristanna grinned at the prospects. "Oh really? Do you feel like trying it out on me... right now?" Devon glanced back at me. "I want Jeremy to be involved, too. It's pretty much been one-on-one thus far... and not a threesome. I want all of us to have sex with each other." I chuckled at her squealy proclamation. Devon was such a total sweetheart. "You two lovely ladies are doing pretty good without me. If you want to use your new toy on her, Devon... by all means, go ahead. It's a good show and you know, well... I just LOVE to watch. I always have." "Are you sure?" Devon confirmed, appearing hesitant. "I love to watch you two girls," I told her. "I love everything there is about both of you. I love to listen to you two talk. I love to watch you two have sex together. Indulge me, honey. Indulge YOURSELF." "Okay..." Devon relented. She kissed me flush on the lips and cooed, "But I want you to join in on our fun soon." I laughed. "You'll just nudge me out again somehow." "I will not!" Devon playfully squealed. "I promise!" "I'll be happy to nudge you out if you get anywhere close to Devvy's pussy," Kristanna grinned, her alluring blue eyes trained upon me. "I want it for myself!" Devon waved her hot-pink dildo before Kristanna in an arrogant, taunting manner. "Get on all fours, angel. I have a present for you!" Kristanna needed no further coaxing as she rolled onto her frontside and then rose up to her hands and knees. After Devon tucked the hemline of her plaid skirt into its waistband, Kristanna jutted her ass outward and wiggled it about in a very flirtatious, enticing manner. Devon licked her lips in response, the naughty ideas about what to do with that magnificent ass obviously flashing throughout her mind. I sat back and settled in against the headboard of the bed as Devon leaned forward and kissed the taut, firm cheeks of Kristanna's ass. Once the kiss was over, Kristanna began moaning and sighing out in forbidden arousal as Devon licked and swiped away at her puckered anus with her tongue. "Oh Devvy, you're such a slut!" Kristanna growled, looking over her shoulder as her rectum was being orally worshiped. "Tongue my ass like a lollipop! You bitch!" Devon did not seem to particularly enjoy that last comment and let Kristanna know it by cruelly smacking both sides of her ass in succession. "What did you call me?" "A bitch!" Kristanna gasped, as Devon's tongue was now offering her little rosebud of an anus full, sweeping licks with her tongue. "That is what you are... a nasty bitch! Licking my ass like that..." Instead of continuing the verbal sparring match, Devon turned toward me and said, "She has too pretty of a mouth to be saying such horrible things." Devon winked at me and suggested, "Why not go over and shut Krissy up?" Then, her eyes drifted toward the monstrous bulge within my shorts... I got the idea and immediately pulled my shorts and briefs downward, exposing my full, aching cock. I grasped it with my right hand and was about to maneuver myself upon my knees around to Kristanna's front, but paused once Devon began smearing her new pink dildo up with lubricant. Literally boiling over with excitement, Kristanna began to sway and bump her hips about in an exaggerated fashion. "Give it to me, Devvy! Fuck my ass with that dildo!" "Who's the bitch NOW?" "Oh God..." Kristanna moaned, her entire body shifting about, as Devon slowly inserted the object into her rectum. Inch after inch, Devon kept pushing forward until just the dildo's large handle was showing. Kristanna smacked her right hand upon the bed and growled, "OH GOD... THAT THING FEELS SO GOOD. Fuck me, Devvy. Fuck my ass! FUCK IT!" As the luscious vixen violated Kristanna's anus with the dildo in her right hand, she used her left to again smack her ass. "You always say how much I need to be spanked!" She slapped that ass some more. "YOU need to be spanked!" "OHHHHH FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUUUUUCK!" Kristanna swore, the dual sensations of anal penetration and being spanked short-circuiting her senses. "HARDER, DEVVY! HARDER!" Suddenly, Devon's right arm was a blur as she brutally pistoned the dildo in-and-out of Kristanna's ass. "YESSSSS!" "Will you go over there and shut her up already?" Devon demanded, looking my way with a hard gleam in her eyes. Perched upon my knees, I made my way over to Kristanna and busily stroked my erection once I was directly in front of her. She glared up at me as Devon continued to thump her ass with the pink dildo. Kristanna was such a darling in that schoolgirl uniform, with her hair up in pig-tails... I offered my beloved wife a heartfelt smile, then grasped the side of her head and inserted my throbbing shaft into her awaiting mouth. "You know what to do with it," I told Kristanna, as Devon looked on and nodded in approval. Kristanna swallowed the entire length of my erection into that magical mouth of hers and began to slurp away upon it in a rather hungry fashion. I smiled once more, then added to her excitement level by pumping myself in-and-out of her mouth. Kristanna gagged for a moment and nearly choked, but recovered and continued sucking as Devon drilled her ass. Kristanna cried and shrieked in response as I repeatedly jammed my erection into, and out of, her mouth. My hips kept churning about as I looked up and smiled at Devon, whose large, bountiful breasts were flopping about wildly underneath her tank-top as she continued to thrust the dildo in-and-out of Kristanna's rectum. Soon, I was pounding Kristanna's exquisite mouth with all of the energy that I had within me. With the allure of those precious pig-tails, of course, I could not resist the urge to reach out and latch onto them with both hands. As my cock violated her mouth, I stretched those pig-tails outward and held onto them as if they were handle-bars. Kristanna's very wide and looming blue eyes, needless to say, were absolutely fixated upon me. When Devon reached underneath Kristanna's body and used her free hand to offer her pussy another slap - just like before - the Norwegian lost total control of her faculties. Kristanna's eyes rolled into the back of her head and she nearly passed out from the indescribable sensations of orgasm which were running roughshod throughout her body. She went totally limp, falling into a helpless, defenseless heap upon the bed. In the process, my erection slipped free of her mouth, and Devon relented with her anal assault. In fact, Devon wrapped both arms around Kristanna from behind and cuddled with her. However, I was not quite finished. I still needed to get off, but that definitely would not take too long. I grasped my cock and aimed it directly at Kristanna's tired, exhausted face. An instant later, I was stroking like a madman before the eruption came. Not expecting it, Kristanna flinched as the first blast of sperm landed on her face. She opened one eye and glared up at me as the second plopped onto her hair, while the third (and final) hit her directly on the nose. Even though I was now drained, Devon still reached up and palmed my testicles with her right hand. With her left, she gently caressed Kristanna's shoulder blades, while also kissing them at the same time. "I love you, baby," she cooed, her lips now sliding over and across various regions of Kristanna's back. "Did I make you feel good? I wasn't too rough... was I?" After a short pause, Kristanna turned her head and looked up at Devon with a sincere, loving smile. "You could never be too rough with me. You know I love physical sex." She then glanced up at me, my sperm still splattered all across her face and hair. "I love you, Jeremy." Smiling, I leaned over and kissed her on the cheek. "I love you too, peaches." I then glanced at Devon and nodded, "I also love you... my dear, sweet princess." On her knees, Devon stepped around Kristanna's prone body and then embraced me with both arms. "I love you, Jeremy! Forever and ever and ever and EVER!" "Let's get some sleep," I suggested, settling into the mattress. Still wearing her little schoolgirl uniform, Kristanna found the energy to quickly scurry over the top of me and came to a stop at my left. She snuggled herself hard against my body and placed the side of her face upon my shoulder. Meanwhile, Devon did the same, exact thing - only on the other side. Suddenly, I had a pair of lovely blonde heads comfortably resting on either shoulder. After flipping off the wall lamp above us, I felt a pair of hands gently rubbing and massaging my chest. An instant later, I traded kisses with both Kristanna and Devon. They leaned their heads over my body and shared a loving kiss of their own. Soon, they were resting upon my shoulders again. Once we exchanged another round of tender and loving kisses, the three of us eventually drifted off to sleep... <<<- End of Chapter 04 ->>> PLEASE NOTE: There will be one additional chapter tacked onto this story, bringing the total to six instead of the originally planned five. The story and series will end at chapter six! ==---- -- -- -- - --- -- -- - - --- -- -- --- - -- - - - - --- -- ----== "Island Fever 3: Matrimony" (c) 2014 JeremyDCP - JeremyDCP@hotmail.com Feedback is always appreciated!