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Island Fever 4: Paradise
Written by: JeremyDCP@hotmail.com
M/F, F/F and a whole lot more
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Chapter 10: "Congregation"
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-*- Friday, June 5, 2015 -*-
My eyes widened as I saw Pamela approaching me, wearing a
yellow bikini thong and a soft blue hoodie that did not quite
cover the luscious, tanned expanse that led to her round hips.
Pamela was slender and curvaceous, with golden hair and ripe,
full breasts pressing against the partially unzipped hoodie.
"Kristanna and I are headed out to the water on our
surfboards," Pamela offered, her hood up, little wisps of
blonde hair flowing out and casting shadows on her enchanting
face. It really highlighted those big, chocolate-brown eyes
of hers. "Would you like to come with us, Jeremy?"
"I'll be over eventually."
Pamela smiled, sliding back her hood to reveal her full
mane of platinum-blonde hair. She unzipped her hoodie very
slowly, allowing me to admire the amazing spectacle, only to
reveal a bikini top so small and skimpy that it seemed her
overflowing breasts would just burst from it at any moment.
The afternoon sun was blazing and I was already feeling a
bit light-headed. My body shivered and shook at the sight
of Pamela in her favorite, yellow two-piece bikini.
With a bounce in her step and that ever-present smile on
her face, Kristanna literally appeared out of nowhere in a
floral-printed bikini of her own with a pair of surfboards.
She giggled and sneered at me, then handed one to Pamela and
the two ladies turned and walked toward the water in unison.
Their tiny bikinis left little to the imagination; I could
barely tear my gaze away from their sweet, wiggling asses,
richly tanned and sandy, just barely covered by the G-strings.
Looking away, I found a soft spray of fine brown hair that
gently framed Trish's caramel-tanned face, her own luminous
brown eyes watching me intently. Trish shot me a flirtatious
smile as I nodded my head in acknowledgment at her. If I
did not have enough temptation already, watching globules of
sweat form on Scarlett's flawless, near-naked body as she
sunned herself atop a beach towel was driving me nuts.
Everywhere I looked, there was a new... asset... to admire.
The time was 2:30pm on this very bright and beautiful,
sun-swept afternoon, as our entire family enjoyed our last
day of vacation on the island's eastern beach. The pale,
pink sand here unfurled up-and-down the shoreline and
sparkled against a marine backdrop of towering granite
boulders which had been battered by both time and weather.
The turquoise water was relatively shallow and calm, and
protected from the ocean's turbulent waves by a coral reef.
I smiled at the little _fort_ we built here on the beach
earlier - a collection of eight umbrellas which were anchored
in the sand and provided a shaded, cool refuge. Inside it
was Devon and Amy (who looked spectacular, by the way, in a
bikini with that six-month baby bump on full display), as
well as the two little infants, Kaden and Piper. Kaden was
playing with his plastic blocks in the sand while Devon was
cradling Piper and singing nursery rhymes to her. We wanted
to greatly limit the childrens' time in the sun, obviously.
"Look at me, Jeremy! I'm surfing!"
I turned in the direction of that voice and chuckled as I
saw Lindsay sprawled out across a surfboard, her arms and
legs extended and making paddling motions. "I'm a surfing
pro!" Problem was, she was doing it in the sand. Lindsay
was at least 60 feet from the water.
"You'd have so much more fun if you tried that in the
ocean, honey," I advised her, closing the distance between
us. I knelt down next to her as she shook her head quite
vehemently at me. "We would watch after you out there."
"But I don't want to be eaten by a _Jaws_," was her
standard, typical response. I had heard it a thousand times!
Lindsay was adamant in not wanting to come anywhere close to
the ocean because she feared some predatory sea monster would
rise up and devour her. It had been this way since day one
with her. Only on the rarest of occasions were Trish and I
somehow able to coax Lindsay more than five feet out.
"Come out to the water for me?"
"No!" Lindsay squealed in defiance, although she did it
with a smile. Then, she coyly glanced down at her sweaty,
divine body, naturally causing me to do the same. "Look
at me, Jeremy... I'm covered in sand."
I chuckled at her youthful exuberance and proceeded to
give her taut backside a hard, forceful swat with my right
hand. Lindsay jumped and yelped in response, her blue eyes
raging as she glared back at me. "Now what was THAT for?"
With the coral reef that protected this beach, the wave
that was big and powerful just seconds ago barely fizzled
around my feet as I made my way into the mighty Pacific. I
dove onto my surfboard and paddled some 50 feet out to the
duo of Kristanna and Pamela, who seemed to be waiting for me.
"Hey stranger!" Kristanna greeted me. "Did you convince
Lindsay to come out and join us?"
I stifled a laugh at her silly assumption. "No."
"The water feels perfect!" Pamela exclaimed.
Kristanna and Pamela were even more beautiful wet, the
water beading on their delicate skin, blonde hair slicked
back upon their heads, their eyes being showcased between
thick lashes. Pamela combed her hair back with a single
finger, then giggled as she brushed up against Kristanna's
surfboard and hugged her lovingly from the side. Kristanna,
of course, proceeded to push Pamela from her board and then
dunked her head underneath the water for a good five seconds.
"HEY!" Pamela roared with a happy grin once she soon
re-surfaced, splashing her wife for good measure. Pamela
climbed back onto her board and straddled it, her legs
spread to either side. She then grabbed the tip of my own
board and tugged herself a bit closer. Then closer still.
Pamela's skin was bronze in the midday sun, glistening as
she bobbed in the clear blue water, breasts tenderly rising
and falling with each slowly cresting wave, lush nipples
rasping gently upon the clingy, wet fabric of her bikini top.
Now, Pamela was splashing me. "How's my baby girl?"
I glanced back toward the collection of beach umbrellas.
Devon and Amy had since been joined by Lindsay, who was
standing in the shade and doing spirited dance moves as she
held Piper tight and close to her. Lindsay was constantly
talking to Piper too, although it was too far for me to make
out anything she was saying. Devon laughed as she picked up
Kaden and offered him to Lindsay as well. Now, she was
dancing with both babies - one in each arm.
"Piper and Kaden look to be having the time of their
little lives with Lindsay," Kristanna observed. Not too
far from them, Trish and Scarlett were holding hands and
having a private discussion of their own.
"You HAVE to get Lindsay pregnant, Jeremy."
I grunted at Pamela's words. How many times had I heard
that same, exact quote - not only from Pamela, but others as
well - in the past several weeks? If I could snap my fingers
and make it magically happen, I would. Trust me!
"Look how good she is with Kaden and Piper," Kristanna
mused. "Imagine what she will be like with her own kids."
"I just want to see that little body of hers all blown
up like a balloon and nine months pregnant," were my words.
"I think seeing Lindsay - of all people - like that would
be my own personal, private Heaven."
"Jeremy!" Pamela laughed, even lightly bopping me on the
head for emphasis. "You're awful!"
Scarlett had a handful of Trish's breasts and was sharing
sweet, loving kisses with her. Devon and Amy were resting
upon a series of towels, but their bodies were both swaying
back-and-forth merrily as they watched Lindsay dance with
Kaden and Piper. Pamela leaned down and hugged me atop my
surfboard, her chin resting upon my shoulder. Then, Kristanna
playfully flipped my board and caused both Pamela and I to go
tumbling over into the water below. Pamela quickly reacted
and gave Kristanna a spirited shove, returning the favor.
Pamela then grunted and jumped onto Kristanna within the
water for good measure, forcing her to go under.
Seriously, could my life get any better than this?
* * *
By the time it was 4:30pm, I had busted out the grill and
was firing up yet another culinary masterpiece right on the
beach itself. I opted to try something different this time,
too, preparing grilled artichokes and polenta with pesto, as
well as grilled asparagus with wasabi soy dipping sauce and
grilled corn with bacon butter and cotija cheese. That was
for the health-crazed, weight-watching ladies.
As for myself, it was okay to splurge every now and then,
right? I fired up a pair of prime rib eye steak sandwiches
seared with smoked paprika, olive oil, sea salt, cracked
black peppers, hot banana peppers and provolone cheese all
layered with a special herb salad on toasted hoagie bread.
It was, as you may imagine, absolutely delicious!
Conversation was spirited and playful (like usual) as the
ten of us (Kaden and Piper included) all huddled underneath
the umbrella fort and enjoyed our very early dinner. Lindsay
began gathering broken tree branches and other pieces of wood
from the nearby forest, saying she wanted to build a bonfire.
Scarlett decided to help her in retrieving more materials.
Soon, we had a raging, crackling fire to entertain and help
tide us through the end of our dinner.
Kristanna and Pamela returned to the ocean one final time
with their surfboards, but brought Devon and Scarlett along
with them. The four ladies continuously squealed and giggled
as they wrestled and played in the surf. I opted to stay in
the shade with Amy reclining upon my chest, my arms wrapped
around her and my hands idly massaging her baby bump.
Lindsay was right beside me. When she was not playing
with Piper, Lindsay was stealing sweet kisses from Trish, Amy
and yours truly. Trish was opposite Lindsay, keeping little
Kaden alert and occupied. Fortunately, Trish seemed to be in
a much more vibrant and cheerful mood today. A happy, little
family outing like this was most assuredly the reason why.
Our beach party ended after we took Kaden and Piper out to
the water's edge and passed each of them off to their
respective mother. Kaden and Piper laughed and squealed with
baby delight as they got the opportunity to sit and crawl in
the very edge of the peaceful, tranquil surf.
And of course, the final act was four ladies - Kristanna,
Devon, Pamela and Scarlett - each grabbing one of Lindsay's
limbs, only to carry her out to the water, then toss her into
it some 20 feet from the shore. Lindsay kicked and screamed
the whole way, of course, and put up a protest in vain, but
even she knew this was going to be her ultimate fate before
the party was over. I think Lindsay actually welcomed it.
* * *
Scarlett pulled my cock out of her mouth, then slid her
lips downward to lick and slurp on my testicles as Devon's
head was nestled between her thighs, her tongue working its
magic. I gripped Scarlett's red hair, pulling it back into
a ponytail and holding it to one side so I could watch her
jaw and tongue as they tended to my pulsing erection.
Scarlett wrapped her arms around my waist and pressed her
face tightly upon my crotch as she experienced the first of
what promised to be multiple orgasms this particular evening.
She squealed and shuddered in passion, courtesy of Devon and
her expert oral services. Scarlett's breath was rapid and
hot upon my testicles as the orgasm crested, then faded away.
Scarlett moved back and gripped the base of my shaft with
her right hand, only to begin pumping away, but otherwise
turned all of her attention to Devon. She leaned down and
met Devon's lips with her own for an appreciative, loving
kiss. I still had a big clump of Scarlett's hair in my own
hand, and tugged at it to remind her that I was here too.
The 30-year-old glared back at me with hot, smoldering
eyes, then took my cock into her mouth again. She sealed
her lips around my throbbing erection and slid her tongue to
its delicate underside, then sucked as she slid it in-and-out
of her mouth, supplemented by brisk strokes of her hand.
"Oh wow," I moaned in ecstasy. "God, yes..."
On her knees, Scarlett looked upward and directly into my
eyes as I began to pump and thrust my hips upon her mouth. I
had her in the perfect position for it, too.
"I bet you can get him off in 30 seconds," Devon grinned,
obviously being entertained by watching her close girlfriend
and lover suck off her lucky (bastard of a) husband.
Scarlett intensified her actions, taking more and more of
me into her mouth. I began to breathe deeply myself and feel
somewhat lightheaded. She kept the tip of my cock buried
within the far reaches of her throat, then furiously flicked
and slid her tongue upon its rigid tip.
Devon proved to be quite prophetic; I growled out at the
very top of my lungs as I shot a heavy batch of semen into
the back of Scarlett's mouth and directly down her throat. I
was shoved all the way in and I am not even quite sure she
could taste it, but Scarlett still smiled and beamed up at me
regardless until the massive deluge of sperm slowed to a tiny
trickle. Then, Scarlett popped me out of her fantastic mouth
and smiled gleefully as she stood up.
"You feel better now?" she teased.
"Fuck..." was the only word I could muster.
Devon stood up as well and cradled Scarlett's pretty face
with both hands, then promptly kissed her. The kiss was very
deep and probing; Devon obviously wanted to see if she could
get a taste of what Scarlett had just been given.
I took a seat in a nearby chair and sighed contently, only
to glance around at what was happening elsewhere in the front
room. Lindsay looked incredibly hot and naughty on her knees,
totally naked, as she had Pamela backed up against the corner
wall with her face shoved directly between her thighs. Pamela
was groaning out and voicing her approval, her hands atop
Lindsay's head, her fingers weaving throughout her hair.
Amy was all happy and smiles as she was relaxing upon the
floor, her back against the sofa, with Kristanna and Trish on
either side of her, each of them taking turns kissing and
feeling her up. Kristanna, in fact, had been rubbing and
twiddling away upon Amy's pussy for the better part of the
past two minutes.
Did you honestly believe that we would end our tropical
vacation - our return to paradise and the roots of our
relationship - without at least one massive group sex
celebration? If anything, this could be for old times' sake!
With Kaden and Piper fast asleep after our long afternoon
at the beach, I focused on Pamela as her body began to buck
and churn under the control of Lindsay's oral ministrations.
Lindsay was straight out of my ultimate fantasy; on her knees
with her back turned, her petite, little frame and her
perfect, sun-kissed skin, her long-flowing blonde hair
shimmering underneath the room light with her lips and tongue
literally attached to Pamela's pussy. That tight, sweet ass
of hers looked good enough to eat...
As Trish and Amy were engaged in a lip-lock, Kristanna
placed open-mouthed kisses down the length of Amy's neck,
her collarbone and then settled on her breasts. Kristanna
took her time, kissing, teasing, circling. Amy ran her
fingers throughout Kristanna's hair, quickly becoming undone
and luxuriating in the wondrous sensations.
Pamela cried out as an orgasm ripped through her hard and
fierce, a powerful jolt of pleasure that obviously took her
entirely. It pulled a shrieking sound from her; a wordless
cry that conveyed the heights Lindsay had carried her to.
With her submissive-like qualities and her intention to
always please, Lindsay was intent on providing Pamela with
the highest, utmost amount of satisfaction possible.
In the aftermath, Pamela settled down beside Lindsay upon
the carpeted floor and brushed the hair back from her
forehead. Lindsay giggled and shook her head in response,
planting a series of kisses upon Pamela's elegant, pretty
face as they gazed lovingly into each others' eyes.
The level of heat and desire between Devon and Scarlett
had escalated ten-fold by now. Scarlett had since pinned
Devon beneath her and ravaged the mouth that she could never
get quite enough of with her very own.
Devon wrapped her legs around Scarlett, craving even more
contact, her body on fire. Scarlett began to move against
her, but at an agonizingly slow pace. Devon whimpered,
trying to pull her in more, anything to accelerate the pace,
but Scarlett held strong. Scarlett slid one arm all the way
around Devon while reaching between them with the other. She
inserted a trio of fingers inside her lush, velvety pussy,
which made Devon's eyes grow wide and looming in response.
Lindsay suddenly appeared just in front of me, only to
climb atop my lap and straddle me there. She slipped her
arms around my torso and kissed just under my jaw, my body
already responding in spades to the attention she was giving
me. She then slid a hand between us and gripped my flaccid,
deflated cock, attempting to surge new life into it.
"Look at me, Jeremy."
I found Lindsay's eyes and held on, the connection between
us only heightening the situation and making it greater.
Pamela was seated on the floor directly in front of us, her
own arms coiled around Lindsay's waistline and her lips
splaying tender kisses along the small of her back.
"I love you, Jeremy."
"I love you too, honey," I whispered back at Lindsay.
She gave an impish smile. "Now get me pregnant!"
Lindsay again gazed into my eyes as she reached below to
hold and position my shaft, which was not even fully erect
yet, guiding her descending frame toward it. She allowed
the tip of my cock to play with her clitoris and labia for
several seconds (which gave me a sudden rush) before lowering
herself onto me. Lindsay let out a deep, ragged gasp, then
leaned in to kiss me as Pamela now massaged my testicles.
I instinctively reached for Lindsay's breasts and began
mauling them, only to then go for her nipples and tweak them
into arousal. I leaned forward and took one into my mouth,
biting, sucking, teasing it, pleasing her. Pamela now held
onto Lindsay's slender hips and greatly aided her in bounding
up-and-down upon the widening girth and length of my cock.
Lindsay moaned and growled with passion as she continually
impaled herself upon me now, her mouth locked with mine in a
torrid kiss. When she quickened the tempo without warning, I
lost control of myself and screamed out like a raving madman,
my senses erupting like a supernova and sperm jettisoning
outward and filling Lindsay's fertile, little cavern. At the
same time, she held me close to her and had an orgasm of her
own, our bodies twitching together, our breaths in tune, our
hearts and souls united in ultimate, ecstatic satisfaction.
Lindsay decided to take a rest with my shaft still inside
of her, placing the side of her face upon my chest and again
sighing. Able to glance elsewhere, my heart-rate went into
overdrive as I now witnessed Amy in the middle of the room -
sitting on her knees - as Kristanna and Trish stood to either
side of her, each sporting a massive, strap-on dildo.
They moved in close and Amy stretched her mouth as wide as
it would go, and tried her best to take both dildos in at
once. That did not quite work, so Kristanna and Trish each
put the tip of their dildo to Amy's mouth and proceeded to
take turns, alternating thrusts into her mouth. Watching my
beautiful, pregnant wife getting her mouth reamed by two
equally attractive, dildo-wielding vixens was definitely a
spectacle to behold.
After about 90 seconds of the two dildos see-sawing into
her mouth, Amy appeared to be getting fairly tired. When
she asked for a break, Kristanna and Trish complied without
hesitation. Kristanna knelt down and hugged Amy from the
side, then kissed her on the cheek. "You okay, sweetie?"
Kristanna massaged her baby bump for added emphasis.
"Yeah," Amy replied, stretching her jaws.
Trish still wanted more, it appeared, but did not want to
run the risk of over-exerting Amy. So, she came over to us
and promptly pulled a still-recovering Lindsay from me, only
to take her over to the desk and bend her over it. Trish
latched onto Lindsay's hips with both hands, then shoved the
long, thick dildo protruding from her pelvis deep into her.
As Trish began to pump and thrust into Lindsay's pussy
from behind, Kristanna had a wicked glint in her eyes as she
watched. Kristanna gave Amy a kiss, then stood up and made
her way over to the table. She approached Lindsay, whose
mouth was already open and waiting, from the side. Kristanna
jammed the dildo into Lindsay's sweet mouth and back out
again, twisting and contorting her body in unique ways as
Trish still pounded into her from the rear.
"Jeremy..." came a soft, teasing whisper; my body vibrated
and I moaned at the sight of Pamela, whose hand was cupping
my testicles while her fingers prodded my near-lifeless cock.
I needed more time to rest and recover than any of these
ladies, but that did not matter to them in situations like
this. They fully expected me to perform and satisfy them.
"We gotta get that cock hard again," Devon told Pamela,
settling next to her on her knees.
"We must definitely do," Pamela squealed in agreement,
smiling, as Devon snaked her head forward and dabbed at my
shaft with her gentle, curious tongue. Pamela caressed
Devon's neck and shoulders, adding, "We have to get him
hard so he can put another load of his stuff in Lindsay."
"Make Lindsay his baby mama!" Devon chortled, those
words causing my personal universe to spin and go hazy.
Pamela slid upward, her luscious body moving over mine as
I sat in the chair, and moved her mouth to mine for a kiss.
The tongue-laced exchange was intense and savory, and could
have lasted for all eternity without a single complaint from
me, yet what I saw off to the left side quickly caught my
attention and made me focus on it more than anything.
Lindsay was now on her knees with the dildo-wielding
Kristanna and Trish flanked to either side of her. She had
a rubber phallus in each hand and was stroking them as if
they were actual cocks. But her own focus was on Scarlett,
who now approached her with a massive dildo strapped into
place around her own waist.
"I've never seen you with a strap-on before!" Kristanna
exclaimed at Scarlett.
"I just couldn't resist this opportunity," she responded,
closing the distance and plugging Lindsay's mouth with the
monster tool. "Lindsay looks so sweet and innocent!"
"Yet is anything but," Kristanna observed, watching that
blonde head bob back-and-forth as Scarlett pumped into her.
Lindsay actually glanced my way and maintained eye contact
for at least ten seconds, her shiny red lips sliding along
the length of Scarlett's dildo. Toward the end of her
looking at me, I actually saw a smile form on Lindsay's face.
I knew that expression! She was telling me... she loved me.
"Let's switch positions," Trish suggested. "Clockwise."
Scarlett withdrew her dildo from Lindsay's mouth, only to
be immediately replaced by Kristanna's. Scarlett moved to
Lindsay's left hand and Trish to her right, and the process
quickly began again.
Kristanna drilled Lindsay's mouth fast and furiously, her
hips a literal blur. Lindsay made gagging noises and seemed
to cough and choke momentarily, but that certainly did not
detour Kristanna from her objective here. She rode that
mouth for all it was worth, claiming it as her own.
I still felt disoriented, not to mention a bit dizzy, as
Pamela and Devon each grabbed one of my arms and pulled me
to my feet. They guided me over to the sofa and literally
tossed me onto it like a sack of potatoes. It took a second
or two to adjust to my new surroundings. A warm, beautiful
body soon cozied up to me; my eyes immediately drifted
downward toward that massive, healthy expanse of belly.
"Hi Jeremy," Amy giggled, tilting her face to the side and
kissing me. She hooked one leg over my lap as her tongue
explored the inner reaches and depths of my mouth. My hands
alternated between her swollen breasts and her baby bump.
Pamela got onto the sofa and moved to the other side of
me. She pried my mouth away from Amy's, only to then kiss
me quite deeply and intimately herself. None of these ladies
were the greedy or jealous type, of course; they were always
happy to share with each other. Thus, Amy had a happy smile
as she watched Pamela serenade me with kiss after kiss. If
Amy wanted, she knew she could take me back at any given time.
Lindsay was now perched upon her elbows and knees, her
little ass high in the air, as she glanced up at Kristanna
and smiled. Kristanna pressed the head of her dildo against
those soft, delicate pussy lips. Then, she popped the
instrument into Lindsay and forged it all the way inside. She
held onto either side of her waist and began thumping away.
Lindsay bit her lower lip and pounded her fist upon the floor
in response to being violated by the humongous black dildo.
"My turn!" Trish eventually exclaimed.
Kristanna withdrew from Lindsay, who promptly rolled onto
her back and raised her knees, then spread her thighs. It
was obvious that she wanted Trish to take her in the classic
missionary position. Trish obliged without hesitation, of
course. As Trish lowered herself into Lindsay one more time,
she wrapped her legs and criss-crossed her feet and ankles
around her wife's hips.
"Look at what you've created over the past two years!"
Pamela told me with a smile, her eyes trained upon the
darling, angel-like 20-year-old who rarely failed to get
the lion's share of attention during these group sessions.
"Lindsay could take on an entire football team if she
wanted, and easily satisfy every single one of them."
"Amy!" Pamela complained, even smacking her on the shoulder
for saying something so crass and rude. "That's nasty!"
"But Lindsay belongs to us," Scarlett told them from across
the room. "It will be that way forever. No one but us."
Most likely oblivious to the discussion going on about her,
Lindsay's body bucked and churned as Trish pummeled her in the
missionary position. Lindsay soon focused on Kristanna,
however, and motioned for her to come back again. "Why don't
you fuck my ass, Krissy, while Trish finishes off my pussy?"
"Where do you want me?" Trish asked her, pulling out.
Lindsay motioned for Trish to lay down flat on her back.
Lindsay wasted no time once Trish was where she wanted her,
again impaling herself on the dildo and beginning to bump and
grind atop it. She then looked up at Kristanna and tapped
her own ass with a single fingertip. Kristanna, who was
already smearing a heavy helping of anal lubricant across
her own dildo, knew exactly what to do.
Lindsay was now laying flat atop Trish as Kristanna moved
in from behind, fisting her dildo with two hands and slowly
guiding it inside.
"Oh, God!" Lindsay moaned. "Fuck my ass, Krissy!"
Lindsay began to rock back-and-forth, sliding both dildos
through two of her three orifices. Her eyes rolled to the
back of her head momentarily and she seemed lost in the
sensation of being double-penetrated by two of her wives.
They squished her tight between them, both of them embracing
her, which only added to her overall stimulation.
In no time flat, Kristanna was drilling Lindsay's puckered,
little anus hard and with great force, slapping her pelvis
against her upturned ass as Trish took care of her sweet
pussy, massaging those firm breasts with both hands and
attempting to stifle the blonde's screams with kisses.
"Please shut her up!" Amy begged of Scarlett, who still
had a strap-on dildo around her waist as well. Scarlett
quickly complied with Amy's request, dropping down just in
front of Lindsay and plugging her squealy mouth.
Now with all three of her orifices stuffed to the absolute
hilt, it did not take long for Lindsay to lose control of her
body, as well as her emotions. She slammed both fists onto
the floor repeatedly as a powerful orgasm ripped throughout
her, obviously rocking her world and sending her to the very
brink of sexual madness.
Kristanna, Trish and Scarlett did not relent; they kept
drilling Lindsay triple-penetration style until her orgasm
reached its zenith, and she fell off the proverbial ledge.
Only when Lindsay went limp and weak did they all pull out
and then check on her as a loving, caring group.
"Are you okay, honey?"
"We didn't hurt you, I hope?"
"You could never hurt me," Lindsay promised them, her
tone serious, yet exhausted and breathless. "That... oh my
God. Oh God! That... was FUCKING AMAZING."
"Hmmmmm... looks like someone has a hard cock again after
watching his little princess get destroyed," Pamela mused,
her slender hand and fingers stroking the length of my shaft.
All I could do was nod my head at this point. Pamela
leaned over and kissed the tip of my cock while situating
herself in a much more comfortable position. Her tongue
darted across my erection, sending shivers straight up my
spine. She enveloped the very head of my shaft with her
warm mouth as her fingertips now twiddled and played with my
sensitive, aching testicles. I thought for sure that I was
going to lose my mind. But that was even before Pamela's
blonde head began to bob up-aod-down over my shaft!
Pamela swallowed my entire cock whole, moaning and groaning
as its bulging tip tickled and vibrated upon the far reaches
of her throat. I was matching her with sounds of passion, no
doubt, as she increased the suction and pressure. I seriously
felt as if I could blow my load right down her throat at any
given moment. Off to the side, Amy spread Pamela's nether
lips open with both hands, then used four fingers from her
right to stroke and invade the buttery, little crevice.
"Don't let him cum just yet," Amy pleaded with Pamela.
"He needs to do it inside Lindsay's pussy."
My stomach went into knots with those words as Pamela
pulled back and nodded her head at Amy in total agreement.
Every single one of these ladies was Hell-bent on seeing
to it that Lindsay would be the next from our group to get
pregnant. They would not stop until the deed was done!
Kristanna had since gotten rid of her strap-on dildo, and
was now on her knees with Devon bent over the desk directly
in front of her. I watched intently as Kristanna spread
Devon's luscious asscheeks apart, only to lick and swipe
away at her tiny rosebud of an anus. Kristanna teased the
area with her tongue, causing Devon to writhe and squirm
about, before gliding lower and finding slick pussy lips.
Devon closed her eyes and sighed in passion as Kristanna
stiffened her tongue and rammed it deep inside for a taste.
Devon bucked up from the desk as her pussy was being
serviced, her moans and whimpers becoming louder and more
prevalent as Kristanna's tongue lashed around inside of her.
Devon began to squeal and thrash about as Kristanna soon
licked her with wild, reckless abandon.
My cock was still hard and raging, yet Pamela and Amy were
too busy kissing each other with mad desire just inches from
it to even notice. I slapped my cock across Pamela's cheek
and eye, which caused her to momentarily giggle, but she went
right back to the kiss with her red-headed wife. They truly
wanted to save me for Lindsay!
Kristanna was now jamming a series of fingers in-and-out
of Devon's pussy at a rapid-fire, blistering speed. She used
her opposite hand to latch onto Devon's long-flowing hair and
yank on it powerfully, establishing dominance, pulling her
head and snapping her neck back in unison.
Soon, there was no stopping the ecstasy that cascaded
throughout Devon's body as every single muscle she had
contracted and flexed in response to being taken to the
pinnacle of bliss. Her screams of delight filled the room
as the heat of orgasm set her nerve endings ablaze until all
of her passion and energy was spent.
I glanced downward and watched as Pamela and Amy continued
to kiss and swap their tongues with my cock standing proud and
erect next to them, propped up against their faces. They
looked up and suddenly moved away in unison, however, and I
was given quite the pleasant surprise once Scarlett appeared
and hopped directly onto my lap. She skewered herself on my
shaft, letting it fill her pussy completely, then wrapped
her arms around my neck and held on tight. Scarlett began
bouncing upon my cock, her luscious breasts flopping and
jiggling before my appreciative eyes. Of course, I decided
to bury my face in her ample cleavage. Why not?
But Scarlett, like everyone else, was in on the plan to
get Lindsay pregnant as soon as possible. She reluctantly
dismounted me after about 15 seconds and took a step back.
Not all of my sperm was reserved for Lindsay (I did cum in
Scarlett's mouth earlier), but the great majority of it was.
Pamela could see the look of longing on Scarlett's face, so
she promptly pulled her close and began licking her pussy.
"Hi Jeremy," Lindsay purred, coming closer and standing
just in front of me. Trish was there as well; holding her
hand, and using her other to caress and massage Lindsay's
drum-tight ass. "Krissy and Trish say I have a date with
you," Lindsay added, giggling softly.
Lindsay may have looked like a total and complete train
wreck after experiencing two orgasms thus far - especially
after the last one (the triple-penetration), but she was
nonetheless still radiant and divine to me as I stood up
and pulled her into my arms. I kissed her deeply, madly,
but quickly brought her down to the floor alongside me. I
needed to get my cock inside her as quickly as possible.
When I mounted her in the missionary position, Lindsay
reflexively hooked her ankles around my torso. Our bodies
came together with a soft, wet sound, and some of the juices
she had produced earlier splattered over both of us.
Lindsay began writhing beneath me as I plowed her with
long, slow strokes. She flinched upward to desperately meet
every thrust, increasing her pleasure, as well as mine.
Lindsay's slender body started rocking from side-to-side as
her passion increased to even greater heights, her movements
becoming much more wild and animated.
"Oh! Oh! Oh!" Lindsay screamed in time with the thrusts
into her pussy. "Oh! Oh! That feels so good! Don't stop!"
To make it even better for both of us, I elevated my body
slightly so Lindsay could move more freely under me and I
actually stopped thrusting into her. On the other hand,
Lindsay did not stop or even remotely slow down. She kept
pulling at me with her arms and legs, sliding back-and-forth
beneath me and impaling her eager pussy upon my hard cock.
She was definitely a little ball of limitless energy!
Trish dropped to her knees directly beside Lindsay, then
leaned down and kissed her sweetly on the forehead as I began
plunging my cock into her yet again. When I moved my lips
down to kiss Lindsay, Trish got out of the way and I simply
ravaged her mouth with my own. I drove myself harder and
faster into her as she moved erratically underneath me.
"Oh! Oh! Oh!" Lindsay cried out in sheer ecstasy with
every inward stroke. "Oh my God! I'm gonna cum!"
Lindsay's legs and arms tightened their already forceful
grips on me. Her hips swiveled; her body wildly rocking from
side-to-side and her pussy rammed up against my cock. She
pounded herself upon me one final time, then went rigid.
After her monumental orgasm, the satisfied blonde relaxed
beneath me, releasing the grips she had been keeping with her
arms and legs. But I was not about to stop or even slow down.
I continued driving my erection in-and-out of Lindsay's pussy
until my own climax erupted and healthy, thick batches of
sperm coated her fertile womb. The same hard, fast strokes
continued until I was completely spent and tapped dry, only
to collapse and lay gently atop the beautiful body under me.
There were sounds of wild passion throughout the entire
room. I am fairly certain that Pamela brought Scarlett to
yet another orgasm with her tongue sometime during my intense
coupling with Lindsay. Kristanna had her strap-on dildo back
in place and secured, and was violating Amy's mouth with it.
Trish had since wandered off and hooked up with Devon; the two
ladies were savoring each others' charms in the _69_ position.
But I was focused on no one but Lindsay at this precise
moment in time. Lindsay was my centerpiece, my world, my
whole universe for these precious few seconds. No one - or
nothing else - mattered. Our eyes were locked together as we
gazed at each other, the dual auras of undying love and total
adoration swirling all around us and so invariably thick in
the air that they could literally be cut by a knife.
"I really hope you got me pregnant at some point during
this vacation," Lindsay whispered with a grin, a single tear
streaking down her face. She leaned up and kissed me, adding,
"Having my first baby conceived here on the island would
always be a reminder of the place where I first gave myself
to you, Jeremy, and we fell in love."
Lindsay giggled, then began to sob gently. "Do you know
what tomorrow is? What anniversary it is?"
"Tomorrow is June 6," I began. "Two years prior, to the
day - on June 6, 2013 - you waited in my bedroom for me to
show, and you wound up surrendering your virginity to not
only me, but Trish as well. Trish and I shared you in a
three-some for your first time."
"You remembered!" she exclaimed, full of happiness.
"I would never forget the greatest sexual experience of my
life," I told her, kissing away an excess of tears. "But yes,
honey, you are right. I hope we made a baby for you here on
the island as well. It would be so perfect... so fitting."
"But just in case we didn't," Lindsay chirped, as Trish
wailed out in joyous orgasm elsewhere in the room, "I still
want you to fuck and cum in me at least two or three times on
the plane trip home tomorrow. Do you think you can do that?"
I chuckled gently, then bopped foreheads with Lindsay and
rested there. "Do I even have a choice?"
"Not really!" she smiled up at me.
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