Island Paradise 30

The digitized alarm clock beside me read 7:38am when I was able to pull myself out of the lazy doldrums of sleep. I opened my eyes and held my forehead in a momentary state of discomfort as the bright morning sunlight glared through the blinds of my personal suite. My body was sore and my back hurt as well. It was a normal waking-up-period for me.

All thoughts of discomfort and uneasiness, however, faded away once I caught a glimpse of what was beside me upon the mattress. In fact, my cock immediately started to get hard.

Amy, with both wrists still securely fastened to the headboard of the bed - via a pair of silk scarves - was fast asleep. The sight of her all bound and restrained, while she was gloriously and totally nude, was straight out of my deepest, darkest fantasies. My erection was instantaneous.

Not long ago, of course, I had put Amy into her current predicament. I placed the slut into light bondage, then made her beg for my cock before allowing her to give me a spirited and frenzied dose of no-hands head. Afterwards, I made Amy scream in hot orgasm by drilling her ass with a dildo, while also stimulating her sweet pussy with both my tongue and a set of probing fingers.

After she came down from the high level of orgasmic lust, Amy asked me if I would untie her. I said no, instead telling her that she was a slut, and needed to be tied up. I told her that I would release her after catching a nap.

Amy's response for that, of course, was telling me that she and the other ladies were going to absolutely DEMOLISH me during a gang-bang this morning. That would be Amy's own brand of payback, she insinuated, for my choice of leaving her all bound and tied up for a couple of hours.

As if the ladies didn't plan on demolishing me already...

* * *

Before the gang-bang could commence, I told everyone over breakfast that there was to be a get-together in the meeting room once our buffet was finished. Louisa, the housekeeper, had prepared us yet another scrumptious feast.

I'm positively certain that many of the ladies would miss Louisa's fabulous cooking once they returned to the realities of their normal lives. Without a doubt, Louisa was the best cook in the whole, wide world. That was why I hired her.

After everyone finished with their food, I directed all six of the ladies - Christina included - into the meeting room. All of them took a seat amongst the line of chairs which faced the podium, where I settled down onto a stool.

With six of the most lovely faces I had ever seen staring back at me, awaiting my words, I offered them a smile before beginning, "Less than 24 hours from now, four of you will be returning to the United States, to resume your normal lives. I sincerely hope that, despite some of the rocky moments which unfortunately have taken place during the summer, that all of you enjoyed your time here with me on the island."

Lips smiled and heads nodded, which made me feel good inside. Their reaction was genuine, and from the heart.

"First off, let me say that all of you are welcome back to the island anytime you want." I took a deep breath and continued, "If you find that you miss my little island of paradise too much, you are very welcome to come back. I may not always be here; but you can contact me through e-mail and we can set up a time to get back together again. I'll be sure that all of you get my address before leaving."

"I'd love it if all of you girls came back," Lindsay said, looking around at the group. "We have become so close this summer; it's almost like we're all sisters."

Pamela nodded her head and said, "I agree. I'd love it if all of you came back. It's going to be hard to say good-bye tomorrow morning. It really will be."

Amy smiled and looked at Lindsay, saying, "And if you ever change your mind about staying here, honey... come join me and Torrie in porn. We'd love to have YOU with us, too!" Amy glanced at Pamela and added, "Same goes for you."

My eyes grew big at those words as I quickly continued, "Originally, I planned to reveal the money pay-outs on the last day all of us were together on the island. But since you four girls - Amy, Lisa, Torrie and Christina - are all leaving so early tomorrow morning, I thought it would be a much better idea to discuss finances right here, and now."

The group of ladies all squealed with both delight and anticipation at my words. This was the moment many, if not all, of them had been waiting for all summer.

"Before I begin, let me point out that Pamela and Lindsay are naturally disqualified from the running." I looked at each of them and said, "Both of these lovely creatures will be staying with me from now on. As long as they continue to to do so, of course, they will not even need to worry about money." They smiled as I added, "I'll take care of them."

I then glanced at Christina and offered, "And you too, my dear, are also disqualified from the running. Not that you were ever in it, of course, being the... assistant maid." I could not help but to crack a smile at those words. "Being an employee - and a good one at that - you get $1 million."

Several of the girls looked at Christina and grinned or clapped their hands together in joy for her. Naturally, I bet some of them - or perhaps all - secretly wondered why their compensation for the summer was so much less than Christina's. Them thinking such thoughts was human nature.

"Before all of you agreed to come here, and before you signed your contracts... I made it very clear that everyone would take home a check for $50,000 - except one person. That one person would get a check too, but for $500,000."

"Who's the big winner?" Lisa blurted out, anxious. Amy and Torrie also nodded their heads, and looked at me in sheer anticipation.

I paused for a moment, before offering them a smile. "Before I get into any specifics, let me talk first." There was a collective gasp as all three ladies settled back into their chairs and glared at me with a bit of discontent in their eyes. I could see why they were a bit upset. Still, however, I wanted to get my speech out of the way.

"That was the original plan - or, it was what all of you were told." The trio, along with Lindsay, looked at me with curious expressions. I had them a bit confused with that last remark, which was good. Pamela and Christina, on the other hand, knew exactly where I was headed with this.

"It was somewhat of a lie," I continued, only adding to their confusion. "I look at all of you and wonder to myself how I could justify giving half a million dollars to just one of you, while everyone else gets fifty grand. It would not seem right, or fair, of me to do." I paused, allowing their confusion to build. "Why would one of you deserve so much more money than the others?" I looked at Lisa and said, "Tell me, dear. Do you deserve more money than Amy and Torrie? Half a million over fifty grand? If so, why?"

Lisa shrugged her shoulders and looked at me with a dazed expression. She could not answer my question. Excellent!

"Do either of you," I said, turning my attention to Amy and Torrie, "deserve more money than Lisa, or each other? If so, tell me why." Again, no answer. Perfect...

"Are you saying none of us gets $500,000?" Torrie asked, her eyes narrow as she glared at me.

I offered her a smile and returned, "Of course not."

"You did say you lied to us," Torrie shot back.

"I did lie to you," was my response. "I said all of you

would get $50,000, except one. That one would get $500,000. That, my sweet Torrie, was a lie." I paused, allowing my words to sink in once again. "The truth, however, is that ALL of you - Torrie, Amy and Lisa - get $500,000 each."

There was a momentary pause as I'm sure each of the girls

re-played what I had just said in their minds. They wanted

to confirm to themselves if what they heard was accurate.

I smiled and watched as Lindsay, with a look of sheer joy upon her face, sprung up from her chair and screamed in delight. Even though none of this money was for her, Lindsay was extremely happy for her close group of friends. She was the one who began the loud, raucous celebration...

The trio of Torrie, Lisa and Amy soon joined in as they grabbed each others' arms and screamed in wild joy and delight. I continued smiling - as did Pamela and Christina. It was as if the three ladies, as well as Lindsay, had just won the state lottery. They were that over-joyed.

Watching their genuine and heartfelt reactions was one of the happiest, most soul-touching moments of my entire life.

Once their rage of happiness began to temper down a bit, I offered a goofy smile and said, "Oh... and since I had such a good summer with all of you, there's also a $500,000 bonus. That means $1 million apiece, for all of you."

The girls started screaming and hugging each other again, which warmed my heart. Lisa even jumped out of her chair and threw her arms around me, her screams ringing loud in my ears. She then went back to the trio and continued to roar out, while jumping and hugging the other girls.

"One other thing..." I said, still smiling, as their joy settled down once again. They offered me their undivided attention as I said, "Lindsay and Pamela... that would have been $1 million apiece there, too. But, neither of them will need that money because they'll be staying with me." I paused and added, "So... I've decided it would be fair to split that $2 million up into chunks for the four of you."

There was another fit of extreme joy and happiness, but Lindsay suddenly halted her celebration and looked at me. "Four of them?" she asked, curious. "Did you say pieces for all four girls?" I nodded my head as she continued, "But there's only three. Unless you're counting Christina."

"He's not referring to me," the New Yorker informed her.

"Then who is the fourth person?" Lindsay asked, curious.

"It can't be me or Pamela..."

"Trish," I replied, which caused Lindsay's eyes to nearly pop out from her skull. "I gave her a cashier's check for $1.5 million just before she boarded the helicopter." I paused as Lindsay smiled and clapped her hands together in absolute joy. "She deserved the money as much as anyone."

"$1.5 million!" the tender 18-year-old exclaimed, jumping around. "Oh my God! TRISH CAN START HER BUSINESS NOW!" Lindsay threw her arms around me and continued jumping, screaming, "THANK YOU, JEREMY! THANK YOU! THANK YOU!"

"$1.5 million for all three of you too," Christina said, looking at Amy, Torrie and Lisa. "And an extra $500,000 for me, as well. All of us take home the same amount of money." The trio of ladies resumed their screaming and hugging routine, while Lindsay had never stopped hers. She jumped about frantically as she held onto my neck and shoulders.

It was obvious that Lindsay, despite their falling-out, really did love Trish.

Her reaction concerning the money for Trish had suddenly become my most cherished moment from the whole summer. You can forget about any sexual encounter I either participated in, or watched. Lindsay's reaction topped everything which had happened all summer long.

The way she openly celebrated for not only Trish, but the other girls as well, showed what a truly special young woman Lindsay was. Her enthusiasm and caring for others was just one of the many reasons why everyone wanted a piece of her.

Once their celebration had tempered down a bit, Amy turned her face and offered me a piercing, lustful look with her eyes. It was as if she was devouring me with her eyes... "What do you say, girls?" Amy remarked in a low tone, her eyes fixated upon me. "I say we rape Jeremy..." She grinned as I gulped my throat. "All six of us, right now."

RAPE was not a term which I liked to hear. Certainly, it was something which, in no way, I condoned.

However, the way Amy used the term - and in the context she did - it made me really hot. She and the others were going to "rape" me? Oh my...

I suddenly found myself off of the stool and backing away slightly, as the ravenous group of hellcats slowly rose from their own seats... staring intently at me.

"GET HIM!" Amy screamed as an instant later, I was tackled and brought to the floor by six women - all at once. Before I knew what was happening next, all of my clothing had been completely torn and ripped away from my body.

The ringleader, of course, was none other than Amy.

The nasty, insatiable slut gripped my cock with her right hand and immediately started to pump a violent erection into it. My whole body tensed in arousal as I arched my neck and back in response to her hard, forceful pumping. At the same time, I watched as the other ladies around me quickly began to peel off their own clothing - or each others'.

Hunched over and upon her knees, Amy glared at me as I lay flat upon my back on the floor. "We're going to destroy you," she warned, before turning and inhaling the entire length of my hard cock deep into her mouth and throat.

I closed my eyes for a moment and breathed deeply, the sensations running rampant throughout me. It had just started, but this was the most powerful and heated blow-job I had ever received. Using a frenzied vacuum technique, it seemed as though Amy was trying to rip my shaft from my body, and swallow it right down and into her stomach.

I then whimpered and moaned as Torrie, the other porno slut-in-waiting, who had also just removed her shorts and G-string, swung one knee over my face before immediately lowering her pussy to my mouth. On instinct, I extended my tongue and began to eagerly lash away upon her sweet folds.

Torrie moaned and squirmed about as she sat upon my face and probing tongue. An instant later, Christina rose to her knees and stood just before Torrie. I watched with interested eyes as the pair of ladies first embraced, then offered each other a scintillating, open-mouthed kiss.

Lisa and Lindsay (The L Team?) had moved off to the side for now. Both of them were kissing madly, while eagerly massaging and groping the others' nude body. I groaned at the sight of not only Lisa and Lindsay exchanging both their tongues and saliva, but Torrie and Christina doing the same.

Because Torrie's pussy was engulfing my mouth as she straddled my face, I could not watch Amy as she continued forth with that great power blow-job. However, I could DEFINITELY feel her. That was for sure!

I then growled with lust once Amy released my aching cock from within her mouth. An instant later, however, I felt a new pair of lips wrap themselves around my erection.

I immediately recognized them as belonging to Pamela.

Though I couldn't see what was happening, I could picture it in my mind. Pamela must have been hunched over my cock as well, her head starting to slowly bob up-and-down over it. I sighed at the thought, then growled like an animal when I felt a second tongue begin to swipe away at my testicles.

Pamela was sucking my cock while Amy teased my balls with her lips and tongue. I almost blew my newfound load at the realization, before both ladies switched positions. I felt Amy engulf my erection once again, while Pamela giggled as she moved southward, flicking and tonguing away at my balls.

As Torrie ground her pussy upon my face while I licked away at her folds, the mutual kiss between her and Christina intensified. At the same time, I glanced over and watched while Lisa moaned out her approval, responding to the work of Lindsay as the teen-ager gently sucked on her breasts.

When I felt Amy withdraw my cock from her mouth, I fully expected for it to be immediately placed with Pamela's. However, that was not the case.

I growled out in undeniable lust as Amy straddled my body, then lowered her pussy to my pulsing, quivering cock. She let out a sigh of her own as Pamela, grasping the base of my shaft, helped guide it into Amy's incredible pussy. It wasn't too long before the nasty red-head was bouncing about upon my erection, squealing and yelping in response.

My head went dizzy with desire, but my tongue continued lapping away at Torrie's moist slit. Meanwhile, I noticed out of the corner of my eye that Lisa had settled herself between Lindsay's thighs, and was busy orally servicing her.

"My turn!" I heard Pamela exclaim, which prompted Amy to remove herself from both my cock and my body. An instant later, I felt Pamela straddle my pelvis, then forge her own pussy down hard upon my shaft. She then began with her own, heated bouncing motion.

No more than 15 or 20 seconds later, the pair of ladies switched positions again. This time, Amy impaled herself upon my erection and thrashed about wildly.

It was simply too much for me to handle. Unable to control myself, I screamed at the sensations.

It was at this point in time when Torrie's pussy suddenly creamed my face with its juices. She let out a long and excited squeal as an orgasm ripped throughout her voluptuous body. It was all the incentive I needed too, as my cock then erupted within the lush confines of Amy's own, silky pussy.

Amy moaned out in pleasure as she sat down completely upon my shaft, its entire length buried deep inside of her. She squirmed and writhed about in this position, letting my gushing sperm fill and flood her insides.

At the same time, Torrie removed her pussy from my face. As my orgasm subsided, Torrie, still on her knees, moved backwards until she was astride my chest. I thought I had a breather for a moment as Amy then dismounted my shaft. However, I was immediately pressed back into service.

Christina, who had been kissing Torrie on her knees just behind my head, moved forward. Now it was her turn to lower her juicy slit to my face. I moaned as she did so, then started with another round of tongue-to-pussy worship.

Christina writhed about upon my probing tongue, but that did not stop her from resuming her earlier kiss with Torrie. Off to the side, Lindsay clutched her smallish breasts and sighed in utter delight as Lisa was close to bringing her to an orgasm, via her own tongue.

Naturally, I was unable to pay much attention to what was happening between the other ladies. I had too much to worry about and deal with on my own end.

"He thinks he can get away that easily," I heard Amy say. Again, I could not see her. "Fuck no!" I felt a hand - it was hers, I presumed - grasp my half-hard cock and begin stroking it once more. "We're going to wear him out today!"

"Why are you so excited and hyper?" Pamela asked.

"Because of what Jeremy did to me earlier..." Amy replied

tensely. "He tied me up, and made me beg for his cock."

"HE TIED YOU UP?" Pamela exclaimed, obviously shocked.

"I... I didn't know Jeremy had that in him."

There was a pause before Amy said, "I'm going to get him back for it. I promise. I'm going to get him, REAL GOOD."

I whimpered at the verbal exchange between the two ladies as Lindsay screamed out in orgasmic lust, her little thighs clenched tightly around Lisa's head. Meanwhile, my tongue had its own job to do as it busily swiped and licked away at Christina's pussy. Above me, the slender 20-year-old was leaned over slightly, sucking Torrie's big, full breasts.

"I'll lick his balls again," Pamela said, an instant before I felt her tongue upon me. "You keep whacking him off, Amy." I closed my eyes and growled at the feelings...

My next move was to look up and watch as Christina ended her breast worship of Torrie, so she could plant her lips upon Lisa's for a heated kiss. At the same time, Lindsay moved alongside Torrie and the two blondes shared a passionate lip-lock of their own.

"Oh yeah..." I moaned, my cock rapidly becoming hard as I now felt both Pamela and Amy licking it simultaneously with their hot, velvety tongues. My world was spinning, and the sensations multiplied when Christina screamed out in orgasm, as her pussy splattered its juices all over my face.

"I have an idea," Amy said as Christina dislodged herself from my face and head. In doing so, Lindsay broke her kiss with Torrie so she could lean down and lick all the sweet, excess pussy-nectar from my face.

Amy allowed Lindsay to swipe me clean before continuing, "Let's all suck and lick Jeremy's cock at the same time."

I did not know how that would be humanly possible at first. However, an instant later, I had six women on their knees and elbows, hunched over my erection. Sure enough...

I nearly had a heart attack as a varied collection of six mouths, lips and tongues were all worshipping my cock and balls at the same time. One lady would suck or slurp the tip of my erection for a few seconds, before giving another the chance to do the same.

I could feel several tongues licking and swiping away at the rigid length of my erection. Of course, those tongues intermingled and danced together both on and around my cock as well - kissing and licking each other in mad bliss.

I also felt an intensely hot mouth - Pamela's - slurp and gently suck away upon one of my testicles. All six ladies were on their knees and bent over, with their heads huddled together at my cock - as if there was a "slut summit" there.

Of course, there was no way that I could possibly withstand this type of incredible oral treatment for an extended period of time. Just seconds after it started, I let out a deafening roar as my cock simply exploded amongst a sea of wet tongues and warm mouths.

The girls giggled with delight as sperm shot out from within my hard cock, flying every-which-way. I could not see everything which took place between them, but I'm sure a few of the ladies caught some of my jizz with an extended tongue or open mouth. Others, I'm quite positive, found a beautiful face from which to lick it from. I also safely assume that there were a few cum-filled kisses as well.

Considering what I went through both last night and this morning with Amy, as well as what was happening to me now... I was near the point of exhaustion.

Hell... forget the past 12 hours. The whole summer had been this way for me. I was continually near exhaustion! How I had made it this far was beyond my comprehension...

* * *

The next minute or two was quite hazy for me. I nearly blacked out from not only the incredible sensations which these ravenous hellcats had provided me with, but also the extreme level of tiredness which was so prevalent in me.

I was jarred back to reality with a slight tapping upon my face. Groggy, I looked up and realized that Amy was gently slapping her hand upon my cheek. "Wake up, stud," she said in a teasing voice. "More fucking to do. More..."

Surveying the room, I noticed Pamela and Lisa were locked together in a spirited "69". Meanwhile, Lindsay was busy finger-fucking Christina's pussy while Torrie sat close to them, and openly masturbated.

However, I received quite a shock once realizing that I could barely move my arms. Turning my head sideways, I noticed that both of my wrists were shackled to the lower half of the metal banister behind me. I tried to break free, which only resulted in the loud clanking noise of the handcuffs upon the metal banister.

I then glared up at Amy, who smiled teasingly at me.

"Oh my goodness..." she taunted. "Look who's all tied up now..." I struggled with the restraints some more as Amy grasped my limp cock with her hand, and began stroking it once again. "Hey Torrie," she said, looking over at the blonde, who was still masturbating. "You like toys a lot. Have you ever thought about having a man as your toy?"

"Hasn't Jeremy been our toy all summer?" Torrie grinned.

"Oh yes, he has," Amy replied. "But this is a different

type of toy here." She paused and added, "This is a BOUND toy. One who is helpless... POWERLESS, to resist us."

"Oh God..." I moaned, realizing that whatever Amy had in mind for me - it was most likely beyond my comprehension.

The nymphomaniac glared down at me and smiled. "How does it feel, TOY? You're at MY mercy now." She gripped my cock harder and then added, "I don't have any mercy..."

I struggled some more with the handcuffs which imprisoned my wrists to the banister behind me. Though I realized it was useless, I still had to at least try to break free.

The idea of being even a tiny bit submissive, or being bound and restrained, did not appeal to me at all. However, I could not deny the incredible amount of sexual heat and tension which I suddenly felt in my body. As a result, there was really only one thought in my head at the moment.

What is Amy going to do to me?

"Come over here so you can fuck him, Torrie," Amy said in a demanding tone. The stacked blonde followed orders as she soon straddled my cock, then lowered her pussy upon it.

"Yeah, that's it!" Amy exclaimed as she slapped Torrie's ass, as the Californian began to move and grind herself upon me. "Ride that cock! Ride 'em, cowgirl! Ride it!"

Amy only added to Torrie's pleasure as she continued to cruelly slap and spank her ass while bouncing about wildly upon my erection. I couldn't take any more of this... I growled while emptying a fresh batch of seed into Torrie's pussy. Just as quickly as it began, it was over.

"How disappointing," Amy purred as Torrie dismounted my cock. "Little sub boy came too fast."

Amy grabbed ahold of my wrists and shook them, causing the handcuffs to clank loudly upon the banister once more. Next, she grasped my cock and began stroking it AGAIN.

I shook my head at her and sighed, "No more. No more..."

"Yes more, yes more," Amy mocked me. "Lisa here, she

just finished having her pussy licked by Pamela's tongue." I looked up and noticed Lisa, the wondrously beautiful 20-year-old, on her knees beside me. "Since her pussy is taken care of," Amy said, "Lisa needs her ass fucked now."

My immediate reaction for those nasty words was a slight whimper, followed by a heavy-hearted sigh. Although I have quite an affinity for performing anal sex on gorgeous women, I wondered to myself how I could possibly "get up" and satisfy Lisa. It seemed as though I had barely any life left in my body - let alone my cock.

Nevertheless, Amy continued frigging away upon my shaft with her right hand. Whatever it took, it seemed, Amy was determined to squeeze yet another erection out of me.

Once her and Lisa grinned at each other before swapping their lips and tongues in a frenzied open-mouth exchange, I felt my shaft beginning to twitch with a slight bit of life. I have no idea where the energy or reserve came from within me, but it was definitely not an illusion.

The sight of two incredibly beautiful women - such as Amy and Lisa - tongue-kissing each other had always been an extreme turn-on for me. My best guess was that the reason my cock had new life in it was because of their dual kiss. It was the only conceivable explanation.

The screams of Christina and Lindsay as they now shared a blissful "69" of their own registered in my mind, but I really did not notice them. Instead, all of my attention was focused on Lisa and Amy. The ladies hugged each other tightly, their mouths pressed together in a passionate kiss.

I got the sense that the only reason both of them were kissing each other was to simply turn me on - and get my cock hard again (this time, for Lisa's ass).

It most definitely worked, because I suddenly found myself with another bulging erection. Considering what I had been through not only this morning and last night, but the entire summer as well, I'll classify this erection as a "miracle". I had no strength left in my body at all.

As a result, the handcuffs which still shackled my wrists to the banister behind me were of absolutely no consequence. Even if my hands were free, I wouldn't be able to use them.

I was just too exhausted to do much of anything.

"Let's get that ass fucked!" Amy exclaimed as she broke her heated kiss with Lisa. The two ladies squealed with delight as Lisa then, with her back turned to me, moved in and squatted herself over my throbbing cock.

Amy offered Lisa's lush backside a hard slap, before spreading her ass-cheeks apart with both hands. My eyes grew big as I watched Amy guide Lisa's wondrous, sweet ass directly down and onto my erection. An instant later, Amy helped pop it into her rectum.

"OH YEAH," Lisa moaned in response, her back to me, as she immediately began to buck and churn about atop me. I had a perfect, bird's eye view of my cock as it was deeply embedded within the confines of Lisa's bowels. Not only was the mere sight incredible, but so were the sensations.

Lisa's sounds of passion were muffled for a moment as Amy offered her yet another mouth-to-mouth kiss. However, that did not stop Lisa from continuing her bucking and grinding motion upon my enlarged shaft. I could not believe how incredibly tight her puckered anus felt upon my cock.

At the same time, I noticed that a three-some had broken out on the other side of the room. Pamela had joined the coupling of Lindsay and Christina, interjecting both her tongue and fingers into what was once a mutual and shared "69". Torrie, meanwhile, had begun masturbating again. Her pretty green eyes were fixated upon Lisa and Amy, and me.

I had no control over my cock - or the rest of my body, for that matter - as I soon felt myself pumping Lisa's ass full of sperm. My whole world was in a complete and dizzy daze. Things were spinning, and nothing was right.

I simply never had this sort of fulfillment before.

* * *

It may have been a minute or so later when Amy's words jarred me back to reality. "I want to punish him for what he did to me this morning," she said to the group of ladies. "I want to teach him a lesson." I heard her say those words and they registered somewhat in my mind. But I'm not quite sure that I understood what they meant.

"Oh Jeremy..." Amy openly mocked me, in a teasing voice. She turned to look at me, and grasped my deflated cock once more. "Oh Jerrrrr-e-my..." Amy offered me a devilish grin before saying, "Me and the other girls, we've decided it's time to give you a rest." She paused before adding, "But we'll keep busy. We're going to have a big daisy-chain."

I moaned as those words definitely registered in my mind.

"Would you like to watch us?" she asked teasingly, to which I immediately nodded my head. Amy grinned before grabbing my wrists and flinging them about wildly. They were still shackled to the metal banister behind me...

"What have you done to DESERVE, to watch us?" was her next question, which sent a dagger through my senses. It was just hours ago when Amy was in bondage that I presented her with a very similar question.

I was too weak to respond, so Amy took the initiative. "I don't think you deserve to watch all six of us girls in a big daisy-chain." She paused and added, "I also think you can stay tied up here, for a few more hours." It was like a replay of this morning when the roles were reversed.

Amy was REALLY getting me back now.

"The only thing you do deserve, Jeremy, is to lay here all tied up, and think about what me and the other girls are going to do to each other. Our tongues, our fingers... everything." Amy stood up and smiled at the others, saying, "Come on, girls. We'll have a daisy-chain ANYWHERE other than this room, where Jeremy can't see us."

I watched and whimpered with disapproval as the group of ladies first giggled at my predicament, then left the meeting room all together. They were off to have their daisy-chain - and I was not permitted to watch it.

Being bound and restrained, there was nothing I could personally do to change that, either. I would stay here in this predicament until Amy saw fit to release me.

Fortunately, however, she proved to be just teasing me.

A moment later, Amy and the others re-emerged at the entrance to the meeting room. With all of them giggling and smiling, Amy stepped up and said, "Nah... we couldn't do that to you, Jeremy. We'll have the daisy-chain here!"

I moaned in both relief and excitement as the entire group of nymphomaniacs suddenly dropped to the floor and got into position for one more round of daisy-chain love.

Laying in a human circle upon their sides, the ladies would lick and slurp away at another's pussy, while someone else did the exact same thing to them. Christina would use her tongue on Torrie, who would provide a similar treatment for Lindsay. Lindsay, in turn, would lick Lisa's pussy as the 20-year-old from Illinois kept busy with Pamela's folds.

Rounding out the daisy-chain would be none other than Amy, who would receive oral worship from Pamela while providing Christina a heated dose of her own.

Moaning while flat on my back, I watched intently as six of the most beautiful women I had ever seen all began to writhe together. Their bodies bucked and churned in unison over an absolute wave of incredible lust and desire. It wasn't too long before a series of high-pitched squeals and loud, ravenous screams were suddenly filling the room.

I shook my head in amazement at the sight, wishing that my hands were free. If I couldn't join in on the fun, I at least deserved to be able to whack off while watching them. That is... if I had the strength left to do so.

The girls continued to moan and scream together as their bodies all writhed about in the blissful throes of ecstasy. Amidst a sea of hungry tongues and probing fingers, it should come as no great surprise that the orgasms the group of ladies each experienced was something fierce and intense.

Whether it was a deafeaning roar or a unique scream and phrase, I could tell when each lady experienced an orgasm. First it was Lisa, who grounded her sweet pussy hard upon Lindsay's enchanting face while panting out her approval. Then it was both Torrie and Christina, quickly followed by Lindsay and Pamela. Screams, moans, squeals... everything.

Naturally, the last woman to have her pussy explode was the voracious and insatiable Amy. The 27-year-old had more sexual stamina than anyone I had ever known.

However, she could last no more once Pamela added three fingers to what had already been a torrid, tongue-filled assault upon her pussy. Amy screamed out in sheer desire as she kept her creamy thighs clenched tightly around Pamela's head, her luscious body squirming about wildly.

Realizing that the day's events had just begun, I again whimpered to myself. There was plenty more pussy to be had today - I'm sure the girls would see to that.

I also knew they would do whatever it took to squeeze more erections out of me. I wondered at the time how I could possibly survive even more of this sweet torture...

*** E P I L O G U E ***

Not wanting to depress either any readers or myself, I will not go into detail about the events of the final few hours of my entire group being together.

We woke up very early the next morning and shared yet another deliciously-prepared breakfast together. Next, everyone - including Lindsay and Pamela - boarded the big boat as we set sail for the mainland. The flight which Torrie, Amy, Christina and Lisa would all board, en route for Los Angeles, was scheduled for departure at 7:30am.

Again, I'll leave any details alone. Let me just say that it was an emotional and spirited good-bye among everyone involved. You cannot spend ten consecutive weeks of your life with a group of people so close and intimate with you, without being overwhelmed when having to say good-bye. Unfortunately, I learned that fact first-hand.

* * *

On the hour-long cruise back to the island, I still felt bad and hurt inside. I would most likely never see Torrie, Christina, Amy or Lisa in front of my very eyes again.

As I steered the catamaran, the boat, through the waters of the Pacific, I could not help but to feel and sense some of that negative emotion coming back to me.

However, a quick look over my shoulder cheered me up. Pamela and Lindsay were seated up top, on the sundeck. I could not make out what they were saying, but both ladies were giggling together and having a good time. Just the mere sight of their interaction brought a smile to my face.

I then thought that hopefully, the rest of my life would center around those two angels. We would expound upon our island of paradise, as well as our relationship and love for each other. The three of us would prosper together.

Did I just have a vision of the next 50 years?

Pamela and Lindsay soon realized that I was staring at them, and they responded with a dual smile and giggle. Of course, I returned it with a grin of my own. "I love you girls..." I said loudly, wanting them to hear me over the noisy water as it splashed upon the vessel.

"We love you too!" both of them replied in unison, before looking at each other and giggling playfully.

* * *

This whole experience - the summer - had done nothing but warm both my heart and my senses (as well as my loins).

While I planned for the majority of our lives to spent on the island - after all, it was a secluded paradise - I would see to it that both Pamela and Lindsay stay in touch with the rest of the "real world", too.

Pamela spoke of somehow continuing her education, while Lindsay wanted to experience more of what the world - and particularly other men and women - had to offer her. I would definitely see to it that Lindsay's own education, her lesson in lust, would continue with new and exciting people.

This summer had been capped off with the pricey array of $1.5 million checks that I handed out, as well as the high level of togetherness both Lindsay and Pamela displayed as the three of us cruised through the waters of the Pacific. It was the perfect punctuation mark for everything.

I could also take solace in the fact that Christina, Amy, Torrie and Lisa, as well as Trish, were all financially set; if not for the remainder of their lives - at least a very good part of it. That made me feel extremely happy inside.

Of course, I may find the need in a year or two to send all five ladies another check for $1.5 million. Maybe even $2 million. After all... why not? Wouldn't that be a very welcomed surprise for them?

Maybe Amy and Torrie could use the extra money to open up their very own company - a porn production studio...

* * *

Oh... and did I mention that Pamela and I are getting married next month in a lavish, expensive ceremony?

Lindsay can serve as the head slut... errr, bridesmaid!

<<<- THE END ->>>

--- > AUTHOR'S NOTE: After seven years of having this story and idea in my mind - "Island Paradise" has finally come to an end. I cannot believe this day is here, but it is.

September 12, 2001.

I would personally like to thank everyone who has taken time out of their lives to sit back and read if not all of my story, at least part of it. Without naming anyone specific, I would also like to extend a special "thank you" to my most loyal readers - the ones who have given me suggestions on this story, ideas and even critique. Your words and input have made me into a better author than I was previously.

Those individuals know who they are.

In prior chapters of the story, I promised there would be a sequel. "Island Paradise: Revisited" is already a work in progress, but the first chapter will not be released until November 15, 2001. If you're interested in reading the sequel, mark that day on your calendar down.

What will the sequel be? I hope for it to be along the same plotlines as the original story, but a better and more enjoyable read. More detail, variety, interaction; more in-depth characters, with new twists and turns.

In addition, there will be four new characters, all females, who will be included in the sequel too. They will be a bit more diverse as well - which many readers have clamored for. That will make the sequel more enjoyable right off the bat.

Again, I would like to thank everyone who has read my story, and supported me with e-mail and chat feedback. You can reach me anytime through e-mail at [email protected], or use that same address to chat with me on MSN Messenger - which is completely free. Feedback is VERY important to me.

Chapter one of the sequel, as I said, will be released on November 15, 2001. Until then... God Bless, and take care!

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