[[[-Island_Fever11.TXT-]]] +========================================================================+ ------------------------------------------------------------------------ || =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- || || ------------------- Island Fever ------------------- || || -------------------- An erotic story ------------------ || || --------------------- M/F, F/F and a lot more ----------------- || || ---------------------- Written by JeremyDCP ---------------- || || ----------------------- Copyright (c) 2014 --------------- || || =-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- || ------------------------------------------------------------------------ +========================================================================+ =======================\__________________________________________________ Chapter 11: Assemblage -------------------------------------------------- ========================================================================== Rain was still falling outside and the wind was gusting quite fiercely when there was a knock on the door to my bedroom on on this dark and dreary evening. Obviously, the ladies had arrived. I could not make out any specific words, but heard some silly giggles mixed with the dialogue. That was typical for this group. After a few seconds, someone made a "Shhhhh!" sound that was followed by another gentle knock on the door. It was calm the before what promised to be an even greater storm than what was happening outside. I immediately composed myself. I realized that it would not be wise of me to even give the ladies a hint that I was aware of what they had in store for me. All seven of them were, in fact, going to gang-bang me. I did not want them to know that I eavesdropped on their conversations and sexual encounters with the help of my hidden surveillance cameras. The lone exception for that, of course, was Kristanna. It was her idea that I set the cameras up in the first place! Clearly, she was aware of the voyeur room and its existence. But I did not want the others to suspect anything. So I had to come across as being genuinely surprised to the ladies - maybe even shocked - at what they wanted to do to me. At the same time, though, I could not over-dramatize. I did not want them to have any suspicions whatsoever. It seemed to be a fine line to tread for me. I even worried about it for several seconds before finally mustering the courage to open the door. As things turned out, though, no acting was needed. My reaction to them was totally sincere. My jaw literally hit the floor once I got that up-close view of the ladies. All seven of them were standing on the opposite side of the doorway, completely and wondrously nude. No one had a single stitch of clothing on. Who could I possibly admire the most right now? Was it Pamela or Trish? Both of them were very similar in the fact that they were top-heavy blondes with charming smiles and friendly, sweet personalities to match. Amy and Camille had comparable figures to Pamela and Trish, but different colored hair (red and black, respectively). Kristanna was the leggy Norwegian that stood 5-foot-11 who belonged on the runway of a world renowned fashion show. It did not take too long for me to realize that two of the women who stood before me were my definite favorites in terms of their physical appearance and overall attitude. One should be a given, while the other may be a surprise. Was there any man alive who could resist a beauty the looks and likes of which that were personified by Devon? She was simply a goddess in every sense of the word. Devon exuded the warmth and innocence of the girl-next-door, but that quickly gave way as fast as her clothing whenever she was provoked into a sexual encounter. Combine that with Devon's strong will, loyal nature and her obvious feelings for me, and you have a truly luscious woman who could very well be my future wife. I was beginning to (very) seriously entertain the thought of that - and what it would be like. 18-year-old Lindsay had the appearance of a delicious, tempting, innocent little girl. Her long-flowing blonde hair tied into a pony-tail, with bangs combed straight down over her forehead, her pretty blue eyes and that lovely face as she smiled at me in return... _WOW_. Lindsay's compact, lithe figure (5-foot-3, 95 pounds and 34c-22-32 measurements) accentuated her youthful appearance to an even greater extent. A woman does not need to have the enormous bust size of a Pamela or Camille for me to notice them, or become completely infatuated with them. Lindsay was living proof of that. There was definitely something unique about this young lady. During the coming days and weeks, I had to get to know Lindsay on a more personal level. However, I could not take anything away from the other ladies. All of them looked absolutely fabulous as they stood at the entrance to my personal suite. It would be impossible for me to focus solely on Lindsay and Devon. Five lovely blondes, a gorgeous Mexican and a very naughty red-head - every single one of them totally nude. All of them, of course, here for a single reason - to gang-bang me. "Hello Jeremy," Amy said with a sneery giggle. "I hope you're not feeling too tired tonight." I gulped my throat and countered, "Why is that?" "Oh..." Trish interjected, "just for the simple reason that all of us have come here tonight for some satisfaction." "And we're not leaving until we get it," Devon added. "We don't care HOW LONG it takes, either!" Trish laughed and proclaimed, "You and I will just have to watch hockey some other time, Jeremy. We're not going to be watching any sports tonight." There was a moment of strained silence where I stood and openly gawked at the collection of ladies while they stared at me in return. All of them were just so beautiful! As could be expected, though, the insatiable Amy was the woman who first emerged from the group. She put her hand on my shoulder and gently pushed me until my feet were moving backward. Once Amy had guided me over to the round, oversized bed, the others then converged upon me at once. It was like a pack of hungry wolves going after their prey! * * * Shivers and chills of deep-rooted passion went cascading all throughout my body once Amy grabbed my buttoned-up shirt with both hands and tore it from my body in one quick motion. She then smashed her mouth on mine for a searing kiss as I stood at the edge of the bed. At the same time, Trish and Camille dropped to their knees before me and began ripping at my shorts and briefs. Within a matter of seconds, I had been stripped completely nude. Unbelievable! My heart started pumping within my chest as Trish took my erection into her hungry mouth and began slurping away on it. Camille held onto its bulging base with her right hand and stroked it briskly. Devon grasped my chin with her hand, then yanked my face toward hers - thus ending the kiss I shared with Amy. Devon then pressed her lips to mine and literally drove her velvety tongue right down my throat. "This is better than any night-time snack I could ever find in the kitchen!" Trish squealed, as her head bobbed back-and-forth on my hard shaft. The sight of that lovely Canadian upon her knees made my legs feel weak. Off to the side, Pamela and Kristanna were engaged in a spirited kiss and warm embrace as they slithered together in the throes of mutual pleasure. Meanwhile, Lindsay stood a bit away from the action, but kept an eye on everything. She seemed to have a curious, inquisitive look about her... Devon was really into the act of kissing me, but that was put to an unexpected halt once Amy grabbed my face and turned it back toward hers. "You'll get your turn," Amy told the shapely blonde, before smashing her lips to mine for yet another deep-rooted kiss. Devon appeared disappointed for a moment or two, but that changed once she caught a glimpse of sweet, little Lindsay. The pair of ladies smiled at one another for a brief moment, then Devon closed the distance between them and offered the precocious teen-ager a fully-fledged kiss on the lips. "Oh God..." I moaned on Amy's mouth, as the duo of Trish and Camille were now taking turns sucking my cock. While one would slurp away on it within their mouth, the other licked and swiped at my testicles with her silky tongue. Plus, Trish and Camille snuck in some quick kisses with one another each time they traded positions with my shaft. They switched off every 15 to 20 seconds, or so. "Are you ready to satisfy seven women tonight?" Amy asked me in a gruff tone, grasping my chin with her hand, once our own kiss finally ended. "Are you ready to FUCK and SATISFY every single one of us tonight, Jeremy?" I gulped my throat at her aggressive demeanor and replied, "I don't think it matters if I'm ready or not. I... I have no choice but to take care of all of you. Co-Cor-Correct?" "You're right," Amy countered, her green eyes flashing with absolute desire. "It doesn't matter." She dropped to her knees alongside Trish and Camille, but kept her eyes trained on my face. "We're going to give you a night, Jeremy, that you will never... EVER forget!" I then took a deep breath and tossed my head back wildly as Amy burrowed her face in and began licking away on my shaft with her tongue, as Trish and Camille did the same thing. All three ladies were perched on their knees in front of me, paying oral homage to my hard, quivering cock. Lindsay's eyes appeared glazed-over with lust once Devon finally put an end to their mutual kiss. In fact, Lindsay looked a little stunned and erotically bewildered. Did the older, more experienced Devon just give Lindsay the type of kiss that she had only dreamt about thus far in her life? That was the impression I got, at least. Lindsay still had that far-out look to her as Devon soon noticed that my own lips were no longer occupied. With Amy now on her knees in front of me - alongside Trish and Camille - Devon returned and kissed my mouth deeply. Pamela and Kristanna then made their way over to Lindsay and started groping her young, nubile body with their hands. Both of them were cupping those ripe, taut breasts when they pressed their lips to either side of Lindsay's angelic face and kissed her sweetly. Lindsay offered both a lustful smile in response, then turned and traded tongues with them. That little girl sure was becoming quite popular amongst everyone here. Even better, Lindsay was opening up to everyone... "This island is better than I ever envisioned it could possibly be!" she observed, with a gleeful smile. "Oh dear Lord... everything I ever dreamt about is coming true!" Trish and Camille watched Amy work my cock over with her mouth for several seconds, before smiling at one another and backing away. They linked hands and shared an intimate kiss of their own, then Camille reclined back on the carpeted floor and spread her thighs wide. Trish took the initiative as she licked her lips, then dove in face-first for what promised to be a delicious evening snack. "Hmmmmm... yeah," Camille purred, arching her neck and back for emphasis. "Lick my pussy, baby. Lick it!" Even as Devon continued ravaging my mouth with her own, my eyes were wide with undeniable arousal as I watched Trish orally service Camille's moist, sweet pussy with her lips and tongue. Soon, Devon ended our mutual kiss and dropped down to her knees just in front of me. She smiled and looked at Amy, whose mouth was close to bringing my shaft toward an enormous eruption. Amy withdrew my cock from her mouth and returned Devon's smile with one of her own. "Would you like to suck his cock, too?" Amy asked. "You know I would!" Devon squealed in response. "Just don't hog it," Amy said, her hand firmly entrenched on the base of my shaft, as she offered it to Devon. "You can suck him off, but you have to share. Remember that." The enchantress then took my erection into her mouth and began sucking on it with feverish abandon. Amy kept her hand wrapped around its base, continually pumping away, as she now licked and swiped at my testicles with her tongue. Sounds of lustful hunger and intense passion then began to come from deep within Devon's throat, while her pretty blue eyes never lost contact with my own. "Oh yeah... look at that!" Amy taunted, splitting her glares between Devon and yours truly. "Suck that cock!" Trish and Camille had changed positions and were now locked in a _69_. Curled together on the carpet, with their charming faces nestled between one another's thighs, both ladies were reveling in the act of dual oral worship. "Oh God, Trish... if you keep that up, you're gonna make me cum!" Camille panted. "HMMMMM, that feels so good!" "I'll make you cum!" Trish exclaimed. "Don't worry!" Meanwhile, Pamela and Kristanna had backed Lindsay on the far wall and were now working the little princess into a blissful frenzy. Pamela's mouth was firmly attached to Lindsay's - and it appeared as if neither wanted to break the kiss anytime soon. At the same time, Kristanna was massaging Lindsay's firm breasts with both hands, while alternating her mouth between the young woman's nipples. Considering that I had seven women all around me - all of them wanting an eventual shot at me - it was a miracle that I had lasted this long without experiencing an orgasm yet. Well, the miracle was about to run out. I could not take any more of this hot, luscious torture as Devon's blonde head bobbed back-and-forth on my bulging erection, while Amy licked and swiped away at my (very sensitive) testicles with her tongue. My body betrayed me, so to speak, as my cock then erupted like a volcano long before I wanted it to. As I pumped Devon's mouth full with my sperm, she kept her lips sealed tight around my shaft, obviously not wanting any of its juice to dribble free. She swallowed a good portion of it, but offered a sample of my gooey cream to Amy through an open-mouthed kiss. All the while, my body jerked about in the throes of orgasmic aftermath. This was incredible! Amy wrapped her arms around Devon's body and then trailed both hands down to that sweet ass, and clutched it tightly. Both ladies, who were still perched upon their knees, shook together with mutual desire as they now kissed one another. A series of loud, shrieking screams was then heard as Trish and Camille, who had been locked together in the _69_ position, both experienced simultaneous orgasms. The pair of goddesses continued to scream and vibrate together in release, their tongues twirling on each other's pussy. "Where's my toys?" Amy asked after breaking her kiss with Devon. She quickly glanced around the suite, then found her ominous gym bag laying on the floor near the entrance. The naughty red-head had dropped it there moments earlier. "You're going to use your toys on me?" Devon asked, her expression full of hope. "If you want me to," Amy replied, scurrying over to her gym bag upon her knees. She retrieved it, then made her way back to Devon. "Which one would you like me to use?" Amy asked, opening the bag and allowing the gorgeous blonde to look inside and rummage through its contents. "Oh wow... look at that," Devon mused, pulling a gigantic strap-on dildo out from within the bag. "Use this one!" As Amy nodded her head and began securing the leather harness around her slender waist, Trish and Camille made their way over to me. Camille shoved me backward, causing me to land flat upon the bed. "I want his cock," Trish proclaimed, to which Camille nodded her head. The lovely Latina then joined me on the bed and eventually straddled my face, with one knee on either side of my head. An instant later, she lowered her intoxicating pussy to my mouth, and my tongue went to work. "Oooooh yeah," Camille cooed, weaving her long, slender fingers throughout my short brown hair. "That's it..." Soon, I moaned as Trish straddled my hips. With Camille already nestled atop my face, Trish impaled her pussy on my shaft and immediately began rocking and thrashing about. It suddenly felt as if a massive earthquake was taking place. An earthquake courtesy of these seven hellcats! Camille moaned and screeched above me while also mauling her own breasts with both hands as my tongue swiped away at her lush wetness. Needless to say, the 25-year-old tasted absolutely fantastic. My tongue continually lapped away at her damp folds, only adding to her level of pleasure. Trish put her two cents in there too, as she now leaned forward and cupped Camille's breasts from behind with both hands. "Why touch yourself when you can have someone else do it for you?" Trish asked, grinning, her hands now fiercely gripping and squeezing Camille's large, firm breasts. At the same time, of course, Trish continued to bounce about on my hard shaft. The stimulation created from not only that, but also Camille's pussy mashing itself on my mouth was too much for me to handle. Thus, it should not come as any great surprise that I had my second orgasm of the evening. Much like the first, it was rather intense. Trish growled and roared in extreme passion as I flooded her sweet pussy with my sperm. Soon, Camille screeched out in ultimate desire as she had an orgasmic release of her own. She creamed my face with her gooey pussy-juice, though I did my best to lap up the luscious nectar with my tongue. Needless to say, it was a feast best suited for a King. "Hmmmmm, yeah..." Camille sighed in the aftermath, a little short of breath. "I needed that so fucking bad." Once Trish and Camille finally dislodged themselves from my cock and face, respectively, I was able to catch a glimpse of the torrid three-some taking place against the far wall of my suite. Her legs outstretched, Pamela was flat on her back with Kristanna's tongue buried deep within her pussy. The sweet-as-silk Lindsay, meanwhile, was on her knees next to the quivering couple, leaning over while thrusting a pair of fingers in-and-out of Kristanna's own slit. Kristanna, who was positioned atop her hands and knees, vibrated about in the sensations as Lindsay throttled her pussy with two fingers. There was a deranged, yet highly erotic look, in her eyes... I was once again blocked out from the action, however, as Amy then shoved Devon down face-first upon the bed. In fact, Devon landed right on top of me. Our faces were directly in line with each other as Devon then rose up to her hands and knees. She did that, quite obviously, in preparation for what the oversexed, aggressive Amy was about to do to her. With that humongous strap-on dildo securely fastened around her waist, Amy positioned herself upon her knees directly behind Devon's upturned ass. As Amy then shoved the harsh instrument into Devon's wondrous pussy - stuffing her full - I curled my head upward and found the blonde's mouth with my own. I swapped tongues with Devon while she squealed and yelped in response to Amy, who was already thrusting the enormous dong in-and-out of her at warp speed. "OH YEAH!" Devon roared against our shared kiss, as Amy thumped away at her. "OH YEAH! OH YES, FUCK ME! FUCK ME!" I encircled Devon's voluptuous body with both arms and hugged her fiercely as she continued to grunt and growl out in total arousal. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed Trish back Lindsay into the side wall. Next, Trish smashed her mouth onto Lindsay's for a hungry, deep-rooted kiss. That made sense. Lindsay was Trish's little honey... My senses nearly exploded as I then heard Pamela scream out in sweet, blissful orgasm. Again, my sight was shielded, but I pretty much figured that Pamela owed those feelings of satisfaction to Kristanna and that curious tongue of hers. Soon, my beliefs were validated. "Oh God, Kristanna!" Pamela moaned, her breathing ragged. "You made me cream my pussy! It felt so FUCKING wonderful!" Devon was the next to experience a mind-blowing release, courtesy of Amy and the continual thrusts with the massive strap-on dildo. I kept my lips pressed tightly on Devon's mouth, somewhat muffling her squeals and yelps of passion. However, her piercing screams still raised the roof. The look in her eyes during her release was priceless... When Amy shoved a satisfied and exhausted Devon off of me, I was momentarily stunned as Kristanna suddenly straddled my hips. The Nordic enchantress growled with intense desire as she then placed her manicured, tender hands on my chest for balance. Seconds later, her athletic body began to move and squirm about as my cock filled her completely. "Oh yes, Jeremy!" she moaned in that unique, sexy accent. "Yes, Jeremy! Yes! Fuck me vid yewr big cock!" My body shuddering, I latched both hands on her hips and held on. Meanwhile, Trish - who had been worshipping Lindsay's delicate pussy with her lips and tongue - retracted her mouth and grinned at the sight of Kristanna riding my shaft. She nodded her head as next, Amy reached into her trusty backpack and pulled out a long, thin dildo. I watched as Amy lubed it up, then inserted it into Kristanna's rectum. Kristanna suddenly screamed out in an obvious mix of both pain and pleasure. Not only was my cock stuffed deep into her pussy, but now she also had to deal with Amy's nasty dildo as it slid in-and-out of her ass at a blinding speed. I did not know for sure, but to my knowledge, this was the first time that Kristanna had _ever_ been double-penetrated - in any capacity. The look on her face was simply priceless. So were the sounds that she made as a result of this action. "Oh God, Amy! Vat are yew doing? Oh me God, dat ding is ripping a hole right in me ass! ASS! OH ME GOD!" I was about to erupt once again, but was saved for the moment as Kristanna screamed loudly and simply rolled off of my body. The 23-year-old continued to wail out in desire as Amy violated her anus with the thin dildo, helping her achieve what may have been her most intense orgasm ever. I had surely never saw Kristanna experience anything greater. Not only had Amy totally pulverized Kristanna's rectum, but my cock had been stuffed to the hilt within her pussy, too! I did not have any time to catch my breath as Amy suddenly straddled my body and lowered herself onto my erection. Nothing about her movement was soft or gentle as she rode my shaft with all of the energy and strength that her body could generate. Within mere seconds, I screamed at the top of my lungs as my cock exploded like a firecracker within her. That was it. There was no way I could possibly go any further. The girls would have to turn to each other for the remainder of their satisfaction. I was exhausted. There was absolutely nothing they could do to squeeze another hard-on out of me. Not tonight, anyway... no way. I was _finished_. Camille grabbed Amy from behind, by the breasts, and yanked her off of me. Camille nuzzled her face between Amy's thighs and started licking away after I had blew my load inside her. I figured that Camille wanted to extract my sperm from Amy's pussy with her tongue. Devon was openly masturbating, with a grin on her face, as Pamela was now swiping her tongue across Trish's sweet folds. Kristanna was laying on the bed, face-first, in an exhausted heap. The double-penetration had really gotten to her, and sapped all of her energy. Myself, I was too tired to even move. I just lie there and watched the other ladies do their thing. It was an incredible scene to witness. This truly was the best night of my entire life. Aside from getting married and then having children (both of which will hopefully happen in the future), nothing could ever top the events of this night. After Amy experienced an orgasm of her own - thanks to Camille's probing tongue - she sighed contently and then reached for my cock. The red-head began stroking, but I was spent. There was hardly any life left in me. "No more," I moaned, barely able to speak. "I can't take any more. I feel as if I have been in a train wreck..." Amy did not listen to me. Instead, she continued to frig my limp cock for several seconds. Finally, Amy looked at me in the eyes and said, "You have to get hard one more time." "I can't..." was my whimpering reply. "You have to," she insisted, her tone demanding. "I want you to fuck Camille for me. Out of all the girls on the island, she is the only one that you have yet to fuck." I felt a sharp pain in my back - due to overexertion - as I slowly turned my head and gazed up at Camille. The buxom Mexican, who had just finished orally servicing Amy's pussy, shrugged her shoulders and smiled at me in return. "That begs a question, Jeremy," she mused. "Why? Why am I the only girl that you haven't been with yet?" "Because... you haven't approached me... until now," was my response. I was certainly not the type to initiate any kind of sexual encounter between these ladies and myself. I felt much more comfortable letting them make the first move. That way, I figured, they could never think that I was being too pushy or demanding of them. I wanted all of the ladies to be totally comfortable, and at ease, while on my island. The only exception to that rule was Kristanna, simply because she and I had known each other for a good four years. I had no problem initiating a sexual encounter with her, or putting a _move_ on her. I knew that Kristanna would never have any complaints or gripes about the way I treated her. She knew that I was a good person and everything I did for her was in her best interests - and not my own. All of the other ladies had been the aggressor with me. Amy showed up at my door the first night and seduced me. Pamela sweet-talked her way into my pants the following day at the pool. Then, it was Devon. We wound up becoming quite intimate during her second evening here on the high cliffs that overlooked the ocean. Lindsay literally begged me to have sex with her, and take her virginity. She invited Trish, too, who had no objections to a three-some. As I think about it, Kristanna was the instigator of our first time together following her return to the island last Friday evening. It was just not in my nature to be forward and aggressive. The reason I had yet to be with Camille, sexually speaking, was because, until now, she had not made a _move_ on me. That, quite obviously, was about to change. Camille glanced around the room in every direction before her gaze seemed to lock onto something. Those black eyes were full of mischief and lust as she proclaimed, "I want Lindsay's pussy while Jeremy does me doggie-style." The charming and docile 18-year-old, who was seated in Trish's lap at the other end of the bed and trading kisses with her, suddenly looked up when Camille mentioned her name. When they made eye contact, Camille licked her lips and motioned with a finger for Lindsay to come closer. "You're not going to deny me that pussy of yours now... are you, honey?" Camille said to Lindsay, obviously making reference to the near four-some they had with Trish and Amy at the water basin last week. Lindsay, still a virgin at the time, got cold feet at the last moment and thus, she very politely refused to join her friends in the basin. Though it was fine with Trish, Camille (and Amy) seemed somewhat angry. I had watched that scene three times inside my voyeur room. Lindsay shook her head as she wiggled out of Trish's lap and crawled over to Camille on the bed. She answered the 25-year-old's question by pressing her moist lips to her mouth, and offering up a blistering, tongue-laden kiss. "Hmmmmm... that's more like it," Camille moaned once their lips parted. "That's what I like to see." "You want to lick my little pussy while Jeremy does you doggie-style?" Lindsay cooed at Camille, who nodded her head in affirmative. Lindsay squealed and added with a toothy grin, "Me and Trish tried this position with Jeremy last week! I loved it! WE loved it!" "Just get on your back, honey," Camille instructed her. "That's all I care about right now." When Lindsay did as she was told, Amy - who had been uncharacteristically quiet for a moment or two - smiled at me as she continued stroking my cock. "Come on, Jeremy." Amy was trying to urge another erection out of me. "Do her while she licks my pussy," Lindsay encouraged me, smiling sweetly, as Camille got into position. "Yeah Jeremy..." Camille moaned, her voice breathless, as she glanced over her shoulder at me with a lustful gaze. "Go ahead and fuck me. Fuck me while I eat out Lindsay." As Camille turned her head away and focused all of her attention on pleasuring Lindsay's pussy with her lips and tongue, Devon helped Amy as both ladies literally pulled me up so that I was standing on my knees on the bed. Her hand continually pumping away upon my cock, Amy was doing her absolute best to get me hard one last time. Although she was moaning wildly in response to Camille's oral ministrations, Lindsay's eyes were locked on me. The sight of that little angel, moaning, with a wave of pleasure washed over her face, triggered something within my body. "YES!" Amy exclaimed, as an erection began to take shape. "It's like the little engine that could!" The little engine that could? ... Devon nibbled on my sensitive earlobe with her lips and hushed, "Fuck her, Jeremy." She pointed toward Camille's upturned ass and added, "Fuck her senseless..." I do not know where the strength was coming from, but I somehow found the energy to grasp Camille's rounded hips with both hands and then pop the head of my shaft between her inviting folds. As I slid myself all the way into her, the young woman's body tensed and she let out a content sigh. Now, it was time to hammer and pound Camille from behind as Lindsay was sprawled out across the oversized bed, her pussy getting a feverish workout of its own. I wasted no time, either. Figuring that Camille would not mind, I immediately began to blast my way in-and-out of her pussy at an intense, blinding rate of speed. She started to grunt and squeal in response, but was able to maintain her focus on Lindsay's tight, little pussy. Yes... lick my baby, I said inwardly. Lick her, and make her scream out in orgasm! I kept eye contact with Lindsay even as I continued to plow myself into Camille's burning pussy from behind. With both hands latched on her ass now, my hips were a blur as I thrusted away at her. The look on Lindsay's face as I did so was unforgettable. She was incredibly turned on - and that did nothing but make me feel even more excited inside. Soon, even as I pumped Camille, all of my attention shifted toward Lindsay. It was - crazy as this may sound - as if Camille was not even there. Lindsay and the look of sheer, unadulterated arousal on her charming, elegant face was at the center of my universe right now. Nothing else mattered. Not even a beautiful woman like Camille. When the expression on Lindsay's face changed, I then realized that she was ready for an orgasm. That set off a trigger somewhere inside of me, and suddenly, I was filling Camille's pussy with my sperm as Lindsay writhed about on the mattress in her own hot, orgasmic release. Then, I realized that I had all but forgotten about Camille - even when I was having sex with her. Because she was so tantalizingly young and adorable, as well as sweet and polite, Lindsay had a very profound effect on me. Her darling face. Those innocent eyes. The bushy pony-tail. And oh... that tight, supple body. Lindsay was a doll! This was - in no way - an injustice or slight toward Camille. She was a gorgeous woman with an outstanding body, and I can attest that her pussy felt wonderful wrapped around my cock. Still, I had momentarily forgotten about her. No, there was nothing wrong with Camille. It was, very simply, a display of how much I was physically attracted to Lindsay. Believe it or not, but the look of arousal on Lindsay's pretty face, and her subsequent orgasm, were of far greater importance to me than my own feelings and desires. Nevertheless, Camille was not aware of the fact that I had these thoughts running rampant throughout my mind. After I had drained my cock within the depths of her pussy, she looked over her shoulder and offered me a cheerful, vibrant smile. Her face, I noticed, was completely saturated with Lindsay's juices. I had the urge to kiss it clean. Not to kiss Camille, mind you, but to taste Lindsay's release. "WOW... that was downright incredible!" Camille took a deep breath and added, "This is the best summer EVER!" Suddenly, reality set in. My tired, overworked body gave out on me, and I collapsed to the bed in an exhausted heap. There would be no more sex for me tonight. I needed a rest. I was only one man... certainly not an army! The ladies, though, seemed to think differently. They wanted and demanded satisfaction from me. How could I possibly survive such divine torture until it was time for them to return home more than a month from now? <<<- End of Chapter 11 ->>> ==---- -- -- -- - --- -- -- - - --- -- -- --- - -- - - - - --- -- ----== "Island Fever" (c) 2014 JeremyDCP - JeremyDCP(at)hotmail(dot)(com) - MSN Messenger (JeremyDCP(at)hotmail(dot)(com)) - ftp://ftp.asstr.org/pub/Authors/JeremyDCP/ Feedback is always appreciated!