[[[-IF4-P8.TXT-]]] ---------------- Island Fever 4: Paradise Written by: JeremyDCP@hotmail.com M/F, F/F and a whole lot more ---------------- Chapter 08: "Promise" ------------------------------------------- -*- Tuesday, June 2, 2015 -*- "Good God, Amy," I moaned, my insides swirling with mad passion and desire. "You look fantastic!" Standing in front of me, Amy giggled like a schoolgirl and put both hands behind her back in response, then twirled a high-heeled foot about upon the lush carpet beneath her. It took some doing on my part, but I was finally able to convince my wife, who was six months pregnant, to try on an elegant and sexy maternity dress that Scarlett picked out for her two weeks ago when we were still in Norway. Wearing a stretch lace maternity dress that was a bold, candy color of mandarin orange, Amy looked downright adorable as the fabric flexed and hugged every sweet contour of her heavenly body. Amy's breasts appeared as if they may just burst out of the material at any given moment. She was a natural D-cup, but her breasts had swelled significantly in the past few months due to her pregnancy. In a single word, they looked _outstanding_. The snug-fitting dress squished them both together in a truly exotic fashion, of course, but what I found the most viewing pleasure out of was the full, gentle curve of Amy's blossoming belly. First it was Kristanna, then Pamela and now Amy. Every single time one of my precious wives have become pregnant and advanced through its later stages, I found them to be more radiant and beautiful than at any point throughout our entire relationship. I do not know exactly why, but I found all three of them to be incredibly attractive while pregnant. In the blink of an eye, an expectant woman's body tells a fundamentally happy story of conjugal love and affection. With the aim of conceiving a child, she has shared her body with a man she loves, and she now she shares it with a child she loves. That idea resonated very powerfully with me. Perhaps it was the unmistakable _glow_ that every pregnant woman has (even if she does not realize it) that piqued my interest. To me, a pregnant woman was one of the most awe-inspiring and natural things in the whole, wide world. It still blew my mind that a gorgeous woman such as Amy was carrying my child. That simple fact by itself made Amy (and Kristanna and Pamela before her) a million times more appealing to me than normal, both physically and emotionally. "I feel like I'm a gestating a small house!" Amy whined at me, albeit playfully and with a smile. No one was happier (not even me) that she was pregnant than Amy herself. I could not help it, but both of my hands reached out and gently rubbed Amy's stomach. I simply enjoyed the amazing feeling that there was a little life growing inside of there - our daughter, Dani (Danielle) Grace - and, more importantly, I had helped create it. Yet, I was also very aroused. "Honey, you look so incredibly hot with that dress on..." Amy was beaming and obviously quite happy with my stream of compliments, but her expression quickly turned sour when she glanced toward her right side here in the master bedroom of our estate on the island. "Were you given permission to peek and look back at us?" Amy snapped, her tone of voice harsh. "Now put your nose in that corner, and don't move it!" "I'm sorry, Amy," Lindsay returned in a hushed, timid tone, doing her best to comply with orders. Off to the side, Lindsay stood just where Amy had told her to stand moments ago, in the corner with her nose stuffed against it. She had on a cute, little form-fitting beige tank-top, but her denim shorts were pulled down to her knees and her sweet, indelible ass was covered by a small pair of purple bikini panties. She stood in the corner with her back to us. "Put your hands above your head like a good submissive," Amy then instructed her. Lindsay's hands had been dangling at her sides, but she quickly lifted them up in an adorable, little gesture as if she was praying to the wall. "Do you know WHY you are going to be punished, Lindsay?" Role-playing her part to perfection, Lindsay squeaked as if she was a little mouse in answering, "I've been bad?" "And what happens to bad girls?" "They get spanked." "Oh yes," Amy nodded. "They most definitely do." This did not happen all that often anymore, but I was allowing Amy to dabble with the aggressive and dominant nature which had once been linchpins of her personality on this dark and dreary, rainy afternoon. Lindsay was the perfect foil for Amy in this situation, too. Lindsay was more naturally submissive and subservient than any woman in our group, and she literally jumped at the chance for a fun and spirited, slightly rough-house role-playing session. "Please don't spank me," Lindsay protested in vain, as Amy went over to her and slipped an arm around her back. Rest assured, Lindsay welcomed whatever Amy (as well as myself) was going to do to her. She was just playing a defiant role at the moment. It continued - Lindsay put up a little struggle (though, not really) as Amy pulled her over to the high-back chair just in front of the bed. Amy glanced at the chair for a moment, then her pregnant belly. "As much as I want Lindsay over my knee, Jeremy," Amy said to me, "maybe it's best that she go over yours instead. What do you you think?" "Oh, that can be arranged," I responded in a matter-of-fact tone, my eyes now locked upon the beguiling, feisty blonde. "Please don't spank me, Jeremy!" Lindsay wailed at me. "Oh God, please don't! I promise to be a good girl from now on!" I sat down in the chair and promptly pulled Lindsay across my lap. Her adorable, picture-perfect ass, with the purple panties, was sprawled across my lap and squirmed deliciously at the fate which soon awaited it. "Please, Jeremy," Lindsay again begged. "I'll be a good girl! Please don't spank me!" "You WILL be a good girl," Amy told her, "because Jeremy and I are going to teach you the lesson that you deserve." Amy slowly but surely dropped down to one knee just on the other side of Lindsay, then dug a trio of fingers beneath the waistband of her panties and slid them downward. Lindsay squealed in protest, her face hotter than a three-alarm fire, as Amy nudged the panties to her knees with the denim shorts. "Hold the legs of the chair," Amy instructed her. "I do not want your hands behind you, trying to protect your ass. You're going to take your punishment like a good girl should." "But I didn't do anything wrong!" Lindsay pouted, her fingers nonetheless coiling themselves around the legs of the chair and holding on tight. Perhaps involuntarily, Lindsay then arched her little ass skyward - literally offering it on a platter to Amy and yours truly. Amy placed a hand upon Lindsay's backside and stroked it lovingly. "Oh yes, this ass belongs to us today! Jeremy and I are going to punish and discipline it, Lindsay, for your own good. You WILL learn your lesson today." "But I didn't do anything wrong!" Amy grabbed a heavy clump of Lindsay's free-flowing hair and snapped, "Do you want me to gag you?" Lindsay broke character - if just for a few seconds - in smiling back, "You can gag me with Jeremy's cock..." Amy's right hand left Lindsay's bottom, but came crashing down shortly thereafter with a hard, forceful slap. Lindsay yelped in response and began to squirm and writhe about upon my lap. Another blow landed in the same place but only with greater impact. Two scarlet handprints were already visible upon her vulnerable, exposed backside. Much to her credit, Lindsay strained her fingers and hands to keep them secured and tight around the legs of the chair. Amy spanked Lindsay again and again, going at a terribly slow pace that seemed intent to show her that she must learn to accept a disciplinary session as long as Amy thought it should last. Amy spent about a minute peppering the middle of her ass, then another blasting its right side with her palm. "Hold. This. Still." That was the stern warning from Amy as Lindsay now squirmed uncontrollably upon my trusting lap, though her hands were still wrapped around the legs of the chair. Amy then concentrated on the other half of Lindsay's backside, turning its skin a bright shade of red. Before long, Lindsay was groaning wildly. Keep in mind, this was more _play_ than anything - even for Lindsay. We would never hurt her, nor was she in any extreme pain or danger. The spanking Amy delivered was not too harsh; it could have, in fact, been a lot worse. Judging by the pain tolerance she displayed in the past during BDSM play, I would wager that Lindsay would have enjoyed it if we were more forceful and extreme with her. "I'm sorry, Amy!" Lindsay babbled. "I'm so, so sorry! I promise to be a good girl and behave from now on!" "That's good," Amy nodded, finally pulling back and ending the spanking at last. She giggled and added, "I know you don't mean it, but at least it's nice to hear that you CLAIM that you are going to be good and obedient from now on." "I will," Lindsay promised, breathing heavily, as Amy's firm hand tenderly caressed and soothed her aching backside. Amy pointed at the silken joining between Lindsay's thighs, then smiled at me with wicked intent. Lindsay's pussy was already soaking wet. I cupped it in my fingers and began playing with it, stroking it up and down, over and around, until she let out a choking sob of pure submissive arousal. "Jeremy is going to fuck you very soon," Amy told Lindsay. "You're going to get off of his lap right now and go to the bed without pulling up your panties or your denim cut-offs." "Oh my..." Lindsay whispered in response. "Then you are going to take off all of your clothes, take the quilt off of the bed, and kneel on it. Then you will put your face down to the mattress, to offer Jeremy both your pussy and your ass. You can hold a pillow if you want, Lindsay. Jeremy will be there to fuck you very, very soon." When Lindsay turned and glanced up at me, I even went into dominant mode myself. "Get going," I instructed her. "Get on the bed with your ass facing the door." Lindsay's blue eyes went wide. She looked irresisitible in her beige tank-top, with her shorts and panties bunched around her knees. The young woman rose from my lap and rubbed her aching bottom, then turned and shuffled toward the bed. She stood at it for a brief moment and stared, then both of her hands slid downward and she gently pushed her fingers against her clitoris. She actually began rubbing herself right in front of us! "Oh my God," Lindsay moaned. "Off with your clothes!" Amy demanded. On Lindsay's face now, as she pulled off her beige tank-top and let it fall to the floor, and then began to unhook her purple bra to show her taut, little breasts with the tiny rosebud nipples, was a look of pure desire. Her back to us, she then tugged her shorts and panties all the way off. "Now get on the bed." Lindsay stood completely naked with her knees touching the side of the mattress. She took the comforter and top sheet off, then climbed onto the bed in an adorable, awkward way that reminded me of a baby kitten. She took a nearby pillow and hugged it to her humble breasts, then bent at the waist and put her face completely down until it was upon the mattress. She arched her back and jutted her ass skyward, proudly presenting both it and her pussy to both of us. "Now you stay there, Lindsay, and hold that position until told otherwise," Amy said, reaching for my belt and pulling it off. "I'm going to suck Jeremy's cock and get him hard now. You are NOT. To. Move. A. Muscle." "Yes ma'am," she said softly to the pillow she held close. Amy glanced at Lindsay for several more seconds, but soon turned and focused all of her attention upon me. She moved into a seated position on her knees in front of me, then reached into my shorts and pulled my cock out. It got even harder in her expert grip, then she leaned over and took me into her mouth in one easy, full swoop. I tossed my head back and growled in total satisfaction. My angelic six-month pregnant bride, Amy, was perched in front of me, with her lovely mandarin orange dress on, as she orally serviced my thick, aching erection. At the same time, another of my six wives - Lindsay - was curled up and on her elbows and knees upon the bed, completely naked, holding a pillow tight to her breasts with her head on the mattress. There was an expression of longing across her face as she dutifully watched Amy's red head bounce up-and-down over my shaft. "That's it, honey," I encouraged Amy. "Hold my cock with your hand and lick around it. Oh God... swirl your tongue around it. That's it, baby. That's it..." Amy took the tip of my erection back into her mouth and sealed her lips tightly around it. The 32-year-old looked so incredibly hot in her elegant dress, her baby bump big, her green eyes obediently gazing back at me. She began to move her head forward and back, sliding my cock in-and-out of her mouth in a quick, frenzied motion. "Can I have some, Amy?" Lindsay pleaded, even licking her lips in anticipation. "Can I suck his cock, too?" "What have you DONE to deserve to suck Jeremy's cock?" "AMY!" Lindsay snapped, temporarily breaking character. She did not appreciate that comment one bit. "Faster with your hand," I told Amy, ignoring Lindsay for now. I would see to it that Lindsay was taken care of soon enough. As for now, Amy stroked me with her hand as her hair swayed back-and-forth in rhythm with her oral thrusts. "Take it out, Amy," I growled at her. "Do it now!" Amy opened her mouth wide and I pulled out of her. I fisted my cock with my right hand and held it to her face. The first squirt of semen flopped onto her cheek, running down the side of her nose and then dripping to the floor. Amy giggled and closed her eyes as another burst splattered across her forehead. Sperm was quickly dribbling down either side of her face as I used the very tip of my shaft like a paintbrush to smear the creamy goodness all over her lips. All the while, my insides were ablaze with heated desire. "I only wanted to get you hard so you could fuck Lindsay," Amy said, sneering. "But you came all over me." "I couldn't help myself," I told her breathlessly. "I wanted to suck his cock!" Lindsay sadly mewed in the background. "Why didn't you let me, Amy?" "Do I have to gag you?" Amy shot back at her, but with a playful tent in her voice. "Stop being so needy! I will take your panties, Lindsay, ball them up real nice and tight, and stuff them in your mouth if you do not start behaving." "Hmmmph!" Lindsay huffed in response. I took hold of Amy's chin and guided it until her gaze was in line with mine. Feeling as if she was now going a bit too far with her treatment of Lindsay, I decided to switch things up in telling her, "I want you to take your dress off, honey, and get on the bed with Lindsay... and make out with her." "What about Lindsay's punishment?" "Do as I tell you," I returned, and Amy immediately fell back into her own, usual submissive mode. "I love that dress on you, baby, but you would look even better with it off." Lindsay was already sitting up upon the bed, on her knees, and tugging at the zipper on the back of Amy's form-fitting dress. "You're the one who deserves the spanking, Amy!" Lindsay pouted, tugging the lovely dress down her shoulders. That may or may not be true, but all of us had to be quite careful with Amy during sexual play because she was so well advanced in her pregnancy. She would not be spanked today. "I love that color on you," Lindsay purred, as she and I took great care in peeling the dress over and across her baby bump. Once past Amy's hips, the dress fell harmlessly to the floor and she stood before us in a pair of matching orange panties. Lindsay held her hand as she helped Amy out of each of her modest, three-inch pumps. "Get on the bed with Lindsay," I directed Amy. She took a seat on its edge and was immediately met by the sweet and bedazzling 20-year-old, who still held her hand while using the other to massage and caress Amy's overflowing, swollen breasts. Lindsay tenderly kissed her neck and shoulders, and gazed longingly into her eyes. "You're so beautiful, Amy," Lindsay murmured, her hand now rubbing itself over and across her abdomen. "Oh my God, you are going to make a great mother for your baby girl. Little Dani Grace is going to be such a lucky girl!" "You will be a great mother one day too, honey," Amy said. Lindsay moved her mouth over Amy's, effectively hushing her for the time being, and slipped her tongue in for a delightful taste. She slid and worked her tongue throughout Amy's mouth for a good 45 seconds before finally withdrawing it. "It's been almost two weeks since we've been together like this," Lindsay then commented, short of breath herself. She looked Amy directly in the eyes and mused, "Two long weeks since I have gotten to touch you, Amy, and be this close to you. And that's not fun... for either of us." "Oh, I agree," Amy nodded, embracing Lindsay warmly as her curious hands sampled various portions of her body - her neck and shoulders, her arms, her sides and back, and of course her breasts and that tight, spank-reddened ass. Before long, Amy attached her lips to one of Lindsay's pert nipples. Her eyes closed, Lindsay sighed and arched her back sharply in arousal, but soon she focused her eyes elsewhere in the bedroom. Off to the side, I had taken a seat at the computer desk and was content (for now) simply to watch them. "Come over here and join us," Lindsay encouraged me, even extending an arm in my direction as an olive branch of sorts. "You two seem to be doing just fine without me for the time being," I responded, not flinching an inch. Indeed, I was fine for now. I wanted to watch Lindsay and Amy pleasure each other, then I would join the fray when the time was right. Until then, this was their show. "Let me kiss you again," Amy told Lindsay, unable to control her urges, as she cupped her chin with her hand and then slid her mouth over hers one more time. I began to stroke my cock in the open air as I watched Amy literally try to devour Lindsay's mouth with her own. "You are so precious," Amy whispered at Lindsay, whose hands were groping her breasts. She was squeezing quite roughly, pumping each globe into a heated, erotic frenzy. Amy stared at her and proclaimed, "I love you, baby." "I love you too," Lindsay reciprocated, before stifling a giggle. "Even when you spank me for no reason whatsoever!" Amy encircled her wife's body with both arms, then offered her another tongue-laced kiss. It certainly was no surprise that Lindsay's hands were still all over Amy. She was cupping and squeezing each of her breasts with wild, reckless abandon now, her tongue swishing and swirling like crazy upon Amy's somewhere in the midst of their frenetic, maddening kiss. "That's it, baby," Amy moaned, as Lindsay suddenly slid her head downward, only to squish her face upon Amy's big, heaving breasts. Lindsay rumbled about, then sighed as she extended her tongue and offered Amy's deep, vast cleavage a long, leisurely swipe with her tongue. "You like my breasts. Don't you, baby?" Lindsay burrowed her face in even deeper and proclaimed, "I never want to leave here!" Amy giggled once more as Lindsay really began to work her cleavage over with her lips and tongue. Cradling her head with both hands, Amy was purring like a kitten and beaming with absolute delight as Lindsay feasted away upon her body. Lindsay may have been the one cherishing Amy now, but rest assured, I had faith the tables would soon be reversed. "That's it, baby. Oh yes. Use your tongue just the way you are. God, sweetheart. Your tongue feels so good..." Lindsay switched positions slightly, gliding her face upward so she could offer Amy another full kiss on the lips. She made eye contact and they bumped noses yet again, then she swiped at Amy with her tongue. "Are you SURE the doctor said it is okay for you to have sex?" Lindsay asked Amy for perhaps the hundredth time today, wanting and needing confirmation. "Because in about another 20 or 30 seconds, I'm going to be so riled up, I won't be able to stop." "Yes honey," Amy assured her, "I can have sex. I am back close to being 100 percent from the medical scare of a week-and-a-half ago. I feel fine... trust me. We can't play too rough though, because of the baby." Lindsay offered no resistance as Amy took her into her warm arms and rolled her over onto the comfortable mattress beneath them. They both moaned in unison as they shared a truly heated, monumental kiss, their tongues dancing in a blissful symphony. Not surprisingly, Lindsay was mauling Amy's breasts with both hands again. The chick was obsessed! A moment later, Lindsay's entire body was shuddering with pure arousal as Amy splayed tender kisses all across her breasts, as well as her nipples. Now being overly loving and compassionate (unlike earlier during the discipline roleplay), Amy took one of Lindsay's tiny nipples into her mouth and sucked on it gently. Lindsay responded favorably; sighing, and arching her neck and back high off of the mattress. Now cupping one of Lindsay's breasts with her right hand, Amy slowly trailed her tongue down her hot, quivering torso. She licked and swiped at Lindsay's midriff for several seconds, then stopped and planted a series of sweet kisses upon her abdomen. A short time later, Amy was tonguing her belly button, only to then proceed even lower. "That's the prettiest pussy in the whole, wide world," Amy swooned as Lindsay's petite, slender body trembled with wanton, lucid desire beneath her. "Do it, Amy," she begged her. "Please do it." Before beginning to apply her tongue, Amy looked over the incredible beauty of the pussy that she was about ready to start dining on. Lindsay was a natural blonde and her skin _down below_ was ivory white, with very pale, nearly invisible pubic hair. She preferred to be kept shaven; Trish and/or I would take care of that for her in another day or two, I promised myself. We usually did the special deed together. Lindsay's pink slit was tightly closed, almost as if she was still a virgin, but her inner lips were visible as if they were just starting to blossom. How Lindsay had been able to maintain her tightness was beyond me! Her clitoris was hidden underneath its protective hood, but Amy knew that it would soon be swollen with lust, and she would then take it into her mouth and suck and lick it until she climaxed. Very gently, Amy moved her fingers down to the edges of that slit and pulled them apart, only to be greeted by a cloud of delectable fragrance that she blatantly sniffed, and the sight of the pink lining, wet with juices that were the source of the aroma. Lindsay squealed and moaned in response as Amy's head then settled between her outstretched thighs. At first Amy planted more kisses across her lower abdomen, then the insides of her creamy, quivering thighs. But when Amy's tongue made its first, initial contact with Lindsay's pussy, the 20-year-old let loose with a content sigh as her legs vibrated in the sensations. Amy smiled in return, then extended her tongue and gently lashed away at those very damp, tender folds in a slow, languid manner. "Such a pretty pussy," Amy reiterated, her tongue constantly swirling and tasting. "So pretty, and so tight! Your whole body is one complete thing of beauty, baby. Oh wow..." she murmured, extending her tongue and licking the full length of her exposed slit. "I love you, baby." "Oh my God..." Lindsay moaned, her eyes wide, both hands locked onto her own humble breasts as her body writhed and squirmed about. "Oh God, Amy... that feels so good!" She then looked directly at her and ended, "I love you, too!" Using those words as inspiration, Amy began to concentrate on her little Mount of Venus and then jabbed at her nub of a clitoris, which had already pushed its way out from beneath its hood, with her tongue. Immediately, her young, sensitive wife began to wail out in extreme, lustful pleasure. Amy had her right where she wanted her... "Are you enjoying yourself, honey?" "God, yes! YESSSSS!" "Let's finish you off now, then." Lindsay's entire body started to buck and churn about upon the bed in unspeakable passion as Amy really bore down on her pussy with her lips and tongue. Lindsay was thrashing about so wildly upon the bed that Amy had to place both hands onto her hips in an effort to hold her still. Amy jabbed at that clitoris with her tongue, teasing and toying with it, while Lindsay continued to shudder and vibrate beneath her in ultimate, wanton desire. She really seemed to go off the deep end once Amy parted the luscious, delicate folds of her pussy with a pair of fingers, then inserted her tongue for a deep taste. "OH GOD!" the Heaven-sent angel screamed out, her movements becoming too powerful and frenzied for Amy to handle. "OH MY GOD... FIRE! I... FIRE! FIRE! MY PUSSY IS ON _FIRE_!" Amy withdrew her tongue from the sweet, silken depths of Lindsay's pussy, then focused on her clitoris once again. She swirled her tongue in mad, frantic circles around it, desperately wanting to bring Lindsay to a climax. "OH MY _GODDDDD_!" Lindsay suddenly screamed, her thighs clenched tightly across Amy's probing head. She was always so expressive, and dramatic! "I'M... IT'S... OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" The juices of joyous orgasm were flowing from Lindsay's pussy as if a river dam had burst. She was grabbing her breasts, squeezing them with all of her might, as her cries and screams of intense passion echoed throughout the room and ricocheted off the walls. Amy's tongue was lapping up the luscious fruits of her labor, and did not stop until Lindsay's little, overworked slit had finally run dry... In the seconds following that wondrous orgasm, Amy moved up Lindsay's body and kissed her tenderly on the mouth. They glanced at each other and smiled once their kiss ended, then Amy placed the side of her face onto hers and laid down with her on the bed. What a truly memorable sight to witness! "That was... it was... AWESOME..." Lindsay groaned. Amy smiled and gave Lindsay, whose body was glowing with satisfaction, another kiss on the lips. "You are what is awesome, honey. You are! I love you so much!" Amy only had a couple of seconds where she was able to bask in the aftermath of Lindsay's orgasm and the tranquil serenity that their togetherness had mutually created before she felt something really big, and pointy, on her face! Amy opened her eyes, but was temporarily blindsided as whatever this bulky thing was, it was now repeatedly slapping itself across her eyelids. This could only mean one thing... "Looks like Jeremy finally decided to join us!" Lindsay announced with a giggle. Amy moved her face and, with a smile of her own, glared up at me with (mock) angry eyes as I now incessantly smacked my cock upon her chin. I was totally and completely nude by now, and my shaft was standing out firm at full, erect attention. Her emerald green eyes then shifted to my cock and focused solely on it. Amy even licked her lips in anticipation, then opened her mouth... Lindsay beat her to it! Still resting upon her side, Lindsay propped her head up and took my throbbing erection into her hungry, greedy, little mouth. She stared up at me with an expression mixed with gratitude and lust, her glossy pink lips stretched to the max and struggling to fit all of my length inside of her. "I'm going to show you a magic trick!" Lindsay exclaimed at me, full of carnal joy and delight, as she withdrew my shaft from her mouth. "I'm going to make your cock go POOF! I'm going to make it disappear!" With those words, Lindsay inhaled the full length of my bulging erection into her sweet mouth and down her greedy throat. Her lips were still stretched to their utmost and she nearly choked, but Lindsay took me like a pro regardless. Lindsay let my shaft slide from her mouth, before licking it from tip to base, where her tongue began to mingle with Amy's. Lindsay and Amy proceeded to kiss each other as they both stroked me off together. Lindsay then broke the kiss and offered my cock to her beloved wife. "Unlike you, Amy, I'm willing to share," she sneered. Amy took my shaft into her own mouth and worked it over heavily as Lindsay kept pumping away at it with her hand. Lindsay then trailed that hand downward, and began to knead and twiddle away at my testicles with her fingertips. A moment later, the two ladies traded off again. Lindsay engulfed my member in one, easy motion just like before, but this time, I reached down with both hands and placed them on either side of her blonde head. I began to furiously thrust my hips, driving my erection even deeper into the far reaches of her throat. Lindsay actually did gag and choke now, but that did not necessarily mean that I should slow up or be more gentle with her. Quite the opposite, really. Lindsay wanted me to pummel her mouth during every blowjob, it seemed, and had told me on several occasions to never let up, no matter what. Amy extended her tongue and swiped at my shaft as I continued to hammer it in-and-out of Lindsay's mouth. An instant later, Amy was the one choking on it! I rammed it hard and fast into her own mouth, grabbing a healthy clump of her red hair and proceeding with the very same motion. Lindsay laced a series of kisses along Amy's face, but she could not resist the urge to take one of my sensitive, aching testicles into her mouth and slurp away on it. Amy glanced up at me and smiled knowingly as I snapped my head back and growled in total, unadulterated pleasure. She was well aware how much I truly enjoyed two women servicing my cock at once. Suddenly with a different idea, I reached down and hooked my arms around Lindsay's slender waist and literally yanked her to her feet. She squealed wildly as I promptly took her over to the computer, turning her around and pushing her against it so her pelvis met the edge. Then I grasped her lower back and made her bend over, my raging passion making my movements somewhat rough, and forceful. Lindsay gasped as her naked breasts were squished against the hard oakwood, her little ass in the air, her legs straining to stay upright. I kicked Lindsay's legs apart with my foot and proceeded to enter her from behind, my arrow-shaped and swollen member pressing against soft, moistened lips. "God, you're tight!" I whispered at her, trying to catch my breath. Amy watched us from the side; my body must have looked so big and hulking compared to Lindsay's compact, 95 pound frame. "Tight and hot," I growled, "and perfect!" I sighed as I gave one long, slow push, and moved into Lindsay. My hands soon came down upon her ass, cupping her cheeks, and I trusted into her - firm, but slow for now. In the adjacent mirror, I saw Lindsay's blue eyes grow wide as saucers as an absolute wave of lust just washed over her face. "God, you're so tight, baby," I again told her. I began with a slow, steady rhythm, my shaft thrusting back-and-forth in a languid motion, spreading Lindsay and stretching her, and stroking at her inner walls. This time it was Lindsay who snapped her head back in response, her long-flowing blonde hair whipping about wildly in the process. I grabbed a big clump and yanked hard on it. I started to thrust faster, moving her a bit on the desk, and she groaned as her bare breasts rubbing against the wood. When I sped up more and thrusted even deeper into her, Lindsay balled a fist and pounded it upon the desk and howled out at the sensations. That only provoked me further. I was now pounding myself into her with full, reckless abandon now. Lindsay was indeed tight and it was difficult, but I had nearly buried myself in her. Another thrust and I was at her absolute limit; Lindsay bit down hard on her fist at the wondrous sensation of being completely filled. A tiny squeak of pleasure escaped her as she glanced back over her shoulder at me, her eyes raging with mad desire. "I'm going to fuck you every single day from now on," I suddenly roared at her, my words uncharacteristically crass and crude, my hips pistoning back-and-forth like a machine, "until there is a baby inside of you." Lindsay's mouth went agape as she continued to stare back at me. She was writhing and bucking beneath me, grinding her ass against my pelvis. My thrusts were very quick and irregular now - I was seconds from orgasm, yet so was she - my testicles slapping hard and furiously upon her fully exposed, vulnerable ass. With a final burst of strength, I rammed myself into her one more time and then... Both Lindsay and I screamed out at the top of her lungs in unison as I deposited hot, thick spurts of my man-seed into her, my fluid plastering her ripe, fertile cavern. Again and again, jet after, the rugged sensations causing Lindsay to flail and squirm in total delight. It was enough to send Lindsay over the edge as well, her orgasm roaring outward from her very core, surging through her body and making every nerve ending singe with heated, raw pleasure. She cried out high and shrill before she shuddered beneath me, then began to settle down. I kept my cock buried in her even in the aftermath, wanting to ensure that she had collected every drop of my life-giving seed. When I finally relinquished my grip on her and took a step back, Lindsay's body went limp and she literally melted like a stick of hot butter, slumping down and collapsing upon the floor in a satisfied heap. I had been quite aggressive with Lindsay - bending her over the desk and shouting obscenities into her ear as I violently took her from behind - but she enjoyed harsh, rough-house play like this. It turned her on. As was often the case after such a frenzied coupling, I knelt down and lovingly caressed Lindsay's neck and shoulders. I knew that she was perfectly fine, but still needed to ask and get confirmation anyway. It was, very simply, my nature to do so. "You okay, princess? I didn't hurt you... did I?" After a slight hesitation, Lindsay shook her head at me. I pulled the 20-year-old up into a seated position, then squeezed her hand. I glanced at Amy for an instant, then softly told Lindsay, "I promise, honey, I am going to get you pregnant. I know how much you want a baby. I know how much you DESERVE a baby." She nodded at me as I continued, "It is going to happen, Lindsay. It will. Trust me." "I do trust you," she shivered. Smiling, Amy got off of the bed and walked over to us. Lindsay immediately extended her hand, allowing Amy to use it as balancing point, as she then slowly sat down directly in front of us. Amy wrapped her arms around both of us, and we quickly reciprocated. Lindsay had a hand on Amy's belly and was gently patting it as she pecked her cheek with a soft, whispery kiss. I kissed Amy's forehead, then did the same for Lindsay. What an awesome, little moment! "I just love everything about our family," Amy expressed. I certainly could not agree with her any more on that. <<<- End of Chapter 08 ->>> ==---- -- -- -- - --- -- -- - - --- -- -- --- - -- - - - - --- -- ----== "Island Fever 4: Paradise" (c) 2015 JeremyDCP - JeremyDCP@hotmail.com Feedback is always appreciated!