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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 08: "Promise"
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               -*-  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.
                                                            


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