Island Paradise 8

I spent a good part of the afternoon finalizing all of the travel arrangements for Lisa, the 20-year-old from Illinois, who would be arriving here on the island tomorrow evening. Lisa, of course, would be taking the place of Gianna, who decided earlier in the day that the island was not where she wanted to be. Gianna had nothing against myself or any of the other girls; instead, she was feeling homesick and wanted to be back with her family in Rhode Island. So, I let her go home. Her situation was perfectly understandable.

I gave Lisa a telephone call and passed on all the travel information to her. She would arrive at the airport on the mainland around 6:00pm tomorrow evening. I would not be there to meet her, as I did the other girls when they first arrived. Instead, Lisa would make her way from the mainland to the island in a helicopter which a friend of mine owned. I figured she should be here no later than 7:00pm.

I also knew that Lisa would be very tired from the long hours in the air. After all, she lived in Illinois. The young woman had a stop-over in Los Angeles (from Chicago) before flying down to South America. I didn't envy her.

As for my pending situation, in terms of what awaited me, nothing had changed from earlier. All six of the ladies - Christina included - were planning on having a big group-sex encounter with me later in the evening. I did not know how I would possibly survive, but I knew it was going to happen. I would just have to grin and bear it.

I wasn't complaining, mind you, or upset at what they planned for me. After all, I was a normal man - and any normal man would not object to six beautiful ladies who wanted nothing more than to gang-bang him. My problem was that with everything which had transpired thus far, I simply needed a break. My body was running on fumes.

Just to give you an example... this was the third day (second full day) since the ladies had arrived on the island. In that short amount of time, I had separate encounters with Christina, Torrie, Pamela and Amy. I also experienced a hot three-some with Pamela and Amy. Plus, I had stroked myself to a countless number of orgasms while watching the girls do their passionate things from the comfort of my voyeur room. My body was sore; aching. I was exhausted.

I needed a rest, but knew I wouldn't get one. Not tonight. All six of the ladies were going to gang-bang me. They wanted it, and nothing was going to stop them. Being a normal man, I was looking forward to the encounter. But at the same time, I wished it would take place two or three days from now instead of in a couple hours.

* * *

After getting off the telephone with Lisa, I decided to lay down for a bit. I needed all the relaxation time I could get. After our encounter in the voyeur room earlier, Christina decided to go out and mingle with all the girls. I figured all of them would take part in a big daisy-chain encounter. Needing to save whatever energy I had left in me, I wanted to stay away from the voyeur room at all costs.

But at the same time, it was awfully tempting to know what the girls were up to right now.

I tried to take a nap, but couldn't fall asleep. The possibilities of what lay ahead for me later tonight were running rampant throughout my mind. As a result, I found myself with a bulging erection. Eventually, I could not resist the urge but to get up and venture into the voyeur room. I really needed to save myself for later. But I couldn't help it. I wanted to see some action right now.

I took a seat and focused all of my attention on the television monitor which surveyed the common room. This was the same room where we always had breakfast and dinner. Five of the ladies - Amy, Trish, Christina, Lindsay and Torrie - were all seated at the big, oversized dining table. Pamela was the only one who wasn't there. Where was she?

I wondered what these insatiable women were doing in the common room at 2:00pm in the afternoon. After all, it was a beautiful day outside. They could out playing sports, frolicking at the beach or simply sunning themselves at the mansion's pool. Or, better yet, they could be involved in a big daisy-chain. Why were they seated at the dining table?

"You're all going to enjoy this," Amy promised, grinning, as I flipped the audio switch on. "I know I will." All of the girls suddenly looked toward the entrance of the common room - in unison. Something was happening. I panned the camera back and gulped my throat at what I saw.

Pamela gave a sexy expression and sashayed into the common room, her high-heels clanking loudly upon the tiled floor. The sweet, beautiful blonde was wearing a long, brown trench coat which went all the way down to her ankles.

I immediately knew what was about to happen. I remembered the encounter Amy and Pamela had just yesterday. The other five ladies were all seated at a sturdy table, while Pamela was decked-out in a trench coat. Pamela, of course, was an exotic dancer in her hometown of Baltimore. She was going to give the girls a strip-show, most likely on the tabletop. Amy had received something very similar from Pamela yesterday afternoon. This was going to be interesting...

Even in such a drab coat, Pamela was absolutely stunning. She was the type of woman who looked beautiful no matter the situation. Of course, I knew she would look a million times better without that coat on...

"Take it off, baby!" Trish snickered, coming across as a strip-club patron. "Show us what you got!"

Pamela grinned heartily before stepping onto a chair, then the sturdy tabletop. Her moves were so fluid and natural. It was easy to tell that the sexy bombshell was a very experienced, professional stripper.

When Pamela slipped the coat off, all of the girls smiled with lust while I began to stroke the big bulge in my shorts.

Her blonde hair was long and flowing, styled in natural waves, and her lovely face had just a few touches of mascara. That face didn't require a lot of make-up to look beautiful.

It was naturally that way.

Pamela was dressed in a lingerie-style outfit. She wore a transparent lace bra which was black. Her perky nipples were clearly visible through the light, thin material. Below her waist, the exotic dancer wore a lacey black skirt which was rather small. It clung to her upper thighs in a delicious manner and was also of the see-through variety. A bright, metallic orange G-string could be seen through the flimsy skirt. The whole outfit was topped off with a pair of black high-heels which accentuated her long, luscious legs.

When Amy produced a portable stereo and pumped the volume loud, a rowdy, raucous song simply erupted from its speakers. It was time for Pamela to do her thing.

The group of ladies looked on with interested eyes as Pamela pranced toward the center of the large table. Yes... it was easy to tell she had done this sort of thing before.

Pamela placed both hands on her flat stomach and turned her face to the side, then began twirling her hips in a lusty, sensual motion. Some of the girls started to squirm and fidget around in their seats. Meanwhile, I continued stroking the big bulge which was in my shorts.

Pamela continued with that same motion for several seconds before turning her face toward the assembled group of ladies. She hiked her skirt up to her waist and let it fall down just as quickly, teasing the girls as only she could, then slowly walked around the perimeter of the table with a sensual ease and eroticism which I totally admired.

Pamela stopped and turned toward her room-mate and lover, Amy. She stood before her and bumped her luscious body to the music. Amy could do nothing but gasp and glance at the others for a quick second before turning her attention back to Pamela. It was obvious that she really enjoyed Pamela's lewd, suggestive dances.

The blonde smiled down at her lover and cupped Amy's chin with her right hand, then blew her a kiss with her left hand. Once again, Amy squirmed about in her seat as Pamela giggled before moving onto the next woman - Torrie.

The Californian produced a dollar bill and held it up. Pamela smiled and shrugged her shoulders, then took the dollar bill from her. Because of the tip, the beautiful stripper decided to spend more time dancing in front of Torrie than she did with Amy. Pamela moved her curvaceous body toward the woman, still bumping and grinding to the beat, and gave her quite an entertaining show.

Trish was next in line. It seemed as though she had a fascination with Pamela's shapely ass. The Canadian had been gawking at it, through the transparent skirt, since Pamela had begun dancing for Torrie.

Pamela turned and looked back over her shoulder, noticing that Trish was staring right at her ass. She grinned, then turned toward her. Trish looked up and gave an embarrassed smile as the stripper continued moving to the beat.

Pamela stepped away from Trish and turned around, then leaned over slightly, causing her shapely ass to jut-out toward the woman's face. Trish gasped, obviously enjoying this, and then Pamela began gyrating her hips while looking back at her, smiling sweetly the whole time. She continued to flaunt her sweet ass at Torrie for quite some time, before finally stopping and moving onto the next woman.

Lindsay produced a dollar bill of her own, and Pamela graciously took it. She placed both hands on the side of her head and squatted down in front of Lindsay, then started darting her body from side-to-side with a sensual grace and ease which could only be associated with a stripper.

Lindsay grinned and fleshed another dollar bill. Pamela took it and tossed her head back, and rolled it in circles. Christina, who was seated next to Lindsay, giggled as she offered four quarters to Pamela. The stripper got a laugh out of it too, but nevertheless, took the money and offered the 20-year-old a fascinating routine.

One thing was certain... I had to get Pamela to perform one of these scintillating dances for ME. Without a doubt, this was simply incredible to watch. I couldn't believe it.

After giving each of the girls an individual show, Pamela went back to the center of the table and began grinding her body in unison with the music. She spun on a high-heel, appearing sexy as hell, with a big smile on her lovely face.

Pamela undid the lone, single button on the front of her see-through skirt and easily pulled it off in one, quick motion. She turned, now wearing just the transparent black bra and metallic orange G-string, and gave all the girls a good show. She held the skirt above her head with one hand, then began twirling it in circles while rotating her rounded hips at the very same time.

The assembled group of ladies began to hoot, holler and cheer as Pamela tossed the skirt off to the side. She placed both hands on her hips and moved her body in a lusty motion, while slowly rotating in a full circle so everyone could get a view of her from all angles.

As you may have already imagined, by this time, I had my cock out and was stroking it madly. Pamela was just so very beautiful - especially when she danced and stripped. There was no way I could resist stroking in this situation.

Even more appealing was the fact that I could tell Pamela truly enjoyed doing this for the other girls. I also got the feeling she enjoyed her job, back home in Baltimore, as a stripper. Pamela enjoyed showing off her fabulous body.

Lindsay, who had offered two dollars in tips thus far, flashed another bill. Pamela strutted over to the petite 18-year-old and graciously accepted it. She then stood at the edge of the table on that side, directly above Lindsay, and bucked her hips as if she were getting pounded by a man's cock during sex. Pamela closed her eyes and sighed, pretending that an orgasm was forthcoming.

That little bucking display caused several of the girls to reach into their pockets or purses and produce dollar bills. Pamela took care of all of them, giving each the same bucking motion after taking their money. No one was going to grow tired of this particular routine.

The 24-year-old, who now had a wad of bills in her hand, tossed them onto the floor beside the table. Apparently, she did not feel like holding them any longer.

Her next move was to return to the center of the table. Pamela unclasped her see-through bra in front and peeled it from her breasts. All of the girls looked on in appreciation as they got a full view of her tight, 38d-sized globes. Like she had earlier done with the skirt, Pamela held the bra above her head and spun it in circles, while vibrating her body in a way so her breasts would flop and bounce about.

The young woman to fell all fours on the dining table and positioned herself so that her shapely ass was directly in front of Trish's view. She twitched and wiggled her hips for Trish, who had admired her ass so much just moments ago.

After several seconds, Pamela turned toward Trish and stood on her knees, then blatantly pinched her own nipples. Trish smiled and shook her head, and offered another dollar.

Pamela took the money and rose to her feet, then went back to the center of the table. All of the girls were now squirming - obviously very excited - as the seasoned dancer thumbed the side straps of her G-string. In what best could be described as a simply awesome display of eroticism, the blonde gently slid the G-string down her hips and thighs.

Now completely nude, Pamela trapped the G-string on her right foot and then lifted her leg, and planted the garment directly on top of Amy's head. All of the other girls laughed and cheered as Amy took ahold of the G-string and brought it to her nose. She whiffed it, and smiled.

At center table, Pamela grinded her hips to the music while running both hands over her large, ample breasts. The young woman turned and twirled her ass before Trish once again, giving her another show which was truly appreciated.

Pamela then grinned and clapped her hands together in three second intervals, and soon the group of girls caught on and started doing the same time.

Everyone in the room was applauding as Pamela, the only one who had stopped, jumped down from the table. Then, she sashayed over to the far wall and faced the girls.

As the end of the song approached, Pamela dropped to her knees and sat back, then opened her thighs wide. All of the ladies had a clear view of her pussy as she closed her eyes and started bumping her body. The girls were STILL clapping. Pamela continued with the simulated sexual motions until the raucous song finally came to an end.

* * *

The applause continued for several seconds, during which time Pamela opened her eyes and smiled graciously at all of the girls. She was grateful for their enthusiastic response. Likewise, it was readily apparent that the ladies had been entertained greatly.

Maybe I didn't realize how much the girls enjoyed the show until Amy stood up from the table. I about blew my load as I noticed that Amy's denim shorts were unbuttoned, with the zipper down in front. Along with the dreamy look on her face, it was quite obvious she had been masturbating during the strip-show.

Any doubt of this was squashed when Amy reached into her shorts, and rubbed herself with three fingers. Her gaze was totally fixated upon Pamela as she stood, facing her.

Torrie giggled as she first looked at Pamela, then Amy.

"Wow, girl! Looks like you enjoyed yourself, huh?"

"Why don't you go over and fuck her?" Trish asked Amy, referring to Pamela. "Though we all loved it, you enjoyed the show more than anyone else. Show her just how much..."

Pamela snickered and said, "Yeah Amy... why don't you come over and fuck me?" Seated on her knees against the back wall, Pamela reached between her widespread thighs and openly massaged her pussy with two fingers as she glared at Amy. "Give me what I need, baby..."

My erection was at full speed as Amy began making her way over to the buxom stripper, who prepared herself by sitting down and reclining back on the floor, spreading her luscious thighs even wider. Pamela was ready.

Without saying a word, Amy dropped to her knees just in front of her lover and placed both hands upon her rounded hips. She glared at Pamela for several seconds, massaging her hips with both hands, then slowly but surely lowered her face toward what promised to be a delicious afternoon treat.

All of the girls in the room squirmed and fidgeted about in their seats as Pamela let out a loud shriek of pleasure. Amy was already between her thighs, greedily lapping away at her lush wetness. She was going at warp-speed.

"Oh yeah..." Pamela sighed, massaging her own breasts, in response to the oral work being done on her. "You know what I like... Amy, honey. Yeah baby, you do. OH YEAH..."

I was about to blow another load. Watching the red-head on her hands and knees, now using both her velvety tongue and a hard-thrusting finger to get her girlfriend all riled up... it was having a definite effect on me.

Being able to see the other ladies and their hot, lustful reactions to the situation was also a major plus. I wondered to myself just how long it would take before all six of the girls were tangled together in a big group-sex encounter.

Not very long... I would soon find out.

I watched as Lindsay looked at the other ladies at the table before rising to her feet. She glanced at them again, then went over to the coupling against the far wall. The sweet, tender 18-year-old stood there for several seconds, getting a close-up view of the action.

Pamela, who was still moaning and sighing due to Amy's finger-and-tongue work, noticed Lindsay and grinned up at her. She then nodded her head, which brought a smile from Lindsay. She had the "okay" to turn this into a threesome.

The little blonde dropped down to her knees behind Amy and immediately grasped her shapely ass with both hands. In response, the beautiful minx spun and looked at Lindsay, then smiled. Amy then returned her attention to providing Pamela with some oral worship, as Lindsay started to grind her hands upon the 26-year-old's denim-clad backside.

Trish looked at the duo of Christina and Torrie, both of whom were still seated at the table with her. "That's my little girl over there," she said, obviously referring to the incredibly petite Lindsay. "I'm going to join her."

The stacked blonde did as she promised, going from the table over to the mass of frenzied bodies upon the floor. Trish dropped to her own knees behind Lindsay, then wrapped both arms around her and started mauling her smallish-sized breasts through the thin t-shirt she wore.

Lindsay moaned and turned her head, smiling as she saw it was Trish - her room-mate and lover. The young woman began to grind her hips in circles upon Trish's pelvis as she continued to grope and squeeze Amy's own ass. At the same time, Pamela continued to moan and sigh out in mad pleasure as Amy lapped away at her silken pussy.

At the table, Christina took a seat next to Torrie. The two ladies smiled at each other before taking a quick glance at the quivering four-some on the floor. Next, they turned their attention back to one another before pressing their lips together for a kiss.

"Go for it, Christina..." I said out-loud, stroking my cock as I watched from the comfort of my voyeur room.

I smiled to myself as the perky blonde closed her lips over Torrie's, while sliding her tongue into her mouth. The two ladies embraced, now facing each other in their seats, their kiss deepening. Torrie, who was wearing a bikini top and a colorful wrap-around skirt, soon found herself topless. Christina quickly discarded of the Californian's bikini top and tossed it elsewhere, then started to eagerly knead and squeeze her large, jug-like breasts with both hands.

I turned my attention back to the foursome and noticed Trish as she slid Lindsay's t-shirt up and over her head. Much to my delight, the young woman was not wearing a bra, so her lush, little breasts were in full view. Trish took care of that, however, as she quickly closed both hands over Lindsay's breasts and started pumping away. Meanwhile, Lindsay continued to grope and squeeze Amy's lush backside.

Earlier, Pamela had received quite a bit of attention from the girls during the strip-show as she offered them a lewd, but contrived, bucking display with her hips.

Nothing about her current situation was feigned, however. Pamela's hips were bucking and churning ten times faster than before as Amy was bringing her closer toward an orgasm with both her lips and fingers. In fact, the stripper's body was writhing and squirming about in utter lust as she continued to massage her own breasts. Pamela, it seemed, was extremely close to exploding in a mad, passionate rage.

Christina was now moaning with desire as Torrie had slid a hand into her shorts, obviously sliding several fingers over and across the vixen's nether regions. The pair of blondes were still locked in their kiss, their lips and tongues working each other over with in a frenzied manner.

Lindsay abandoned using her hands to squeeze Amy's ass, as she turned around and focused all of her energy upon Trish. The two beauties immediately joined together in a heated kiss, their bodies entwined and grinding as one.

"OH MY GOD, I'M GONNA CUM!"

Those heated words - from the mouth of Pamela - caused both Torrie and Christina to break their kiss and look her way. The buxom stripper, with her thighs clenched tightly around Amy's head, screamed out in pure and wanton desire as a powerful, intense orgasm gripped her entire body.

"Oh wow!" Pamela cried, as she felt the after-effects.

"Oh Amy, thank you so much baby... thank you thank you..." All the while, the red-head never once stopped lapping away at Pamela's pussy. She just continued doing so.

Torrie and Christina looked at the couple, then smiled at each other, before resuming their mutual kiss. Christina now had two handfuls of Torrie's heavy-set breasts as the duo continued to get better acquainted with one another.

Finally, Amy withdrew her face from the silken joining of Pamela's thighs. I do not know how I did it, but somehow I had managed to hold my load in as I noticed Amy's lovely face was completely soaked with Pamela's gooey love-juice. Even her hair was saturated with it!

I continued stroking my erection as Amy used two fingers from each hand to wipe some of the excess away from her face, before sucking them dry. She leaned over and pressed her lips to Pamela's for a full, deep kiss, but then pulled away. It was obvious that Pamela needed some time to recover from her earth-shattering orgasm. She was exhausted.

So Amy, still on her knees, turned and smiled and she looked at the coupling of Lindsay and Trish. Both ladies were also on their knees, embracing one another and kissing madly. Lindsay was topless, and Trish was close to being that way. Her blouse was completely unbuttoned... all it needed to fall off was a simple shrug of the shoulders.

I quickly got the impression that Amy was not focusing on Trish. Her attention was obviously centered on Lindsay. My point was reinforced when she reached out with her right hand and roughly squeezed the tender blonde's ass, through the pair of silk shorts she wore.

Trish realized what was happening, so she broke the kiss with her room-mate and smiled knowingly at Amy. Amy then used her other hand to grope and squeeze Lindsay's tight, little backside, saying, "So... you like my ass, huh, baby?" Obviously, the Ohioan was referring to just moments ago when all of Lindsay's universe was focused on mauling Amy's ass with both hands. Now it was time to return the favor.

"Do you, sweetheart?" Amy reiterated.

"Yes," Lindsay replied, arching her neck in arousal.

Trish continued smiling as she unbuttoned the front of

Lindsay's shorts. Amy used the opportunity to yank the silky garment downward, to the young minx's knees. Both ladies smiled with delight as they noticed that Lindsay had not been wearing any panties, either.

"I like your ass too, honey," Amy purred, mashing her hands into Lindsay's tender flesh. "So much, in fact... hmmm. Trish, could you do me a favor and find me a dildo?"

Lindsay's eyes popped out in both undeniable lust and shock as Amy spoke those words. It was pretty obvious what Amy had in mind for the petite girl. She was going to give her a similar treatment as yesterday - an ass-fucking, with the help of a dildo (or two).

"I think Torrie brought a whole bunch of them, in her gym bag," Trish said, getting up and making her way over to the table where Torrie and Christina were still making out. The two ladies paused for a moment and looked up at Trish, who offered Torrie a full kiss on the lips. "Do you mind if I borrow some of your dildos, sweetie?" Trish grinned and added, "Amy wants to use them on Lindsay... again."

Torrie smiled and nodded her head in reply. She wasn't there yesterday when Lindsay got the fucking of a lifetime, but I figured Torrie had at least been told all the details. "Just take my whole bag of dildos, Trish."

The Canadian bombshell offered Torrie another kiss before grabbing the bag-of-toys and returning to Amy. Trish opened the bag and watched as Amy rummaged around through it with one hand while still using the other to assault and molest the 18-year-old's sweet, little ass.

Amy grinned as she finally found one which she liked, pulling it out of the bag and offering it before Trish's delighted eyes. The dildo was long and thin - just perfect for what the aggressive red-head obviously had in mind. She returned Trish's smile, then looked at Lindsay.

"I like your ass so much, little girl, that I'm going to fuck it with this nasty dildo."

"Oh God..." Lindsay shuddered, looking back at Amy as she glared at her. "You're... you're... oh my. My ass? Again?"

Amy was obviously enjoying Lindsay's reaction. It was quite genuine. It was as if Lindsay knew this was wrong... and wondered if her body could withstand yet another bout of anal sex with a dildo. At the same time, though, I could tell that there was nothing, in the whole world, that Lindsay wanted more right now than for Amy to do this to her.

After smearing a proper amount of lubricant on the dildo, Amy pressed its tip upon Lindsay's rectum. "Bend over, honey... get on your hands and knees." Lindsay did as instructed, her body shivering with pure lust. "That's it," Amy encouraged, grinning. "Just like a bitch in heat."

"Oh God..." Lindsay repeated, those words of degradation having a definite effect on her. She closed her eyes and gritted her teeth, awaiting the inevitable.

Amy looked at Trish and suggested, "Why don't you get down on the floor, so Lindsay can eat your pussy?"

Trish grinned and countered, "That's an excellent idea." She shrugged the blouse from her shoulders, rendering herself topless, then slid the little miniskirt and G-string panties down her shapely hips and thighs as well. Trish stepped out of them, then dropped to the floor - on her back - and spread her legs far apart... right in front of Lindsay's face.

"Stick your tongue in there, sweetie, and get to work," Amy instructed. Lindsay moaned and once again, followed orders. She began lapping away at Trish's wetness, which brought a smile to Amy. Now, she was ready.

"Do you know what I'm going to do to you, little girl?"

"What?" Lindsay asked, her face stuffed full of Trish's

womanly delights.

"I'm going to fuck your ass now," the red-head replied.

"Just like JEREMY is going to do to you... later tonight."

That was it.

Amy's proclamation made me cum so hard that I actually screamed out in a mix of agony and pleasure. They planned on me having anal sex with that sweet, little blonde? Or did Amy plan it, herself? Whatever the case, sticking my cock in Lindsay's ass... it... OH GOD. OH GOD!

Those words from Amy had a profound effect on me. Not only was there sperm on both my hand and arm, but also my shirt as well. It was even on my legs; dripping down them, in fact. I had simply EXPLODED.

I could have used one of the girls with me, right then and there. I needed a clean-up, and one of their tongues would do quite nicely. However, since I was alone... the shower would have to do. But first, I was going to keep watching this and see what transpired...

Lindsay let out a loud shrieking noise as Amy inserted the dildo into her rectum. Nevertheless, the young blonde continued to slurp and lap away at Trish's little pussy. Amy grinned as she positioned herself so that Lindsay was over her outstretched lap. Seconds later, the older, more aggressive woman began to move the dildo in-and-out of Lindsay's tight, puckered anus.

Trish, meanwhile, was squirming about in obvious lust as Lindsay provided her with some hot, tongue-to-pussy worship.

At the same time, I noticed that Pamela had regained some of her strength. She was sitting up against the far wall, watching the threesome in front of her with interested eyes, while using two fingers to masturbate - sliding and stroking them over her sweet pussy lips.

Over at the table, my eyes grew wide as I caught up with Torrie and Christina. Torrie was seated in a chair, with Christina sprawled out on the tabletop in front of her. My helper, or "maid" as she wanted everyone to think, was lost in a sea of desire as Torrie pleasured her with her tongue.

Sex had broken out all over the room, but the centerpiece of it all continued to be what Amy was doing to Lindsay. My cock was being given renewed life as the insatiable red-head was now thrusting the thin dildo in-and-out of Lindsay's rectum at warp-speed.

I could not believe what I was seeing... or hearing, for that matter. Lindsay was screaming so loud and intensely that I feared her body may just spontaneously combust, at any given moment. Her vocal reactions were deafening...

I was proud of the young girl, however... despite what was being done to her, she still had the presence of mind to give her main girlfriend, Trish, a lusty tongue-bath.

I noticed Torrie walking in the background, then panned the camera over to the table, where Christina was laying in a satisfied heap. I had been so focused on what Lindsay was enduring that I apparently missed an orgasm by Christina.

I panned the camera back and watched as Torrie took a seat next to Pamela, against the far wall. Both of them facing the threesome of Lindsay, Amy and Trish, Torrie joined Pamela in masturbating. The two ladies looked at each other and smiled knowingly, then shared a gentle, warm kiss.

"YOU LIKE HAVING YOUR ASS FUCKED, DON'T YOU?" Amy hissed at Lindsay, full of passion herself, as she jammed the dildo in-and-out of her. "OH YEAH... you do. You love me fucking your ass like this..."

Lindsay was too lost to give a coherent reply. I cannot even begin to imagine what her body was going through right now. The emotions, the feelings... the sense of being overcome, overpowered... just total, undeniable lust.

Then I realized something.

Hours from now, when I am in the middle of six women... I will probably feel the same way Lindsay does right now.

Only, a million times more extreme.

Oh God..........

Trish screamed as an orgasm suddenly gripped her body. It was probably a combination of Lindsay's tongue, as well as what Amy was doing to her precious girlfriend. Whatever the case, Trish clenched her thighs around Lindsay's head and voiced her satisfaction in a loud and vociferous manner.

"OH YEAH... WHAT I LIKE... OH FUCK YEAH! CUMMING!"

Amy suddenly withdrew the dildo from Lindsay's quivering ass and replaced it with her face. I zoomed in and watched as the frenzied red-head was now eating Lindsay's pussy out, with both her lips and tongue. She soon jammed two fingers into the girl's rectum, and began thrusting away.

"FUUUUUCK!" the blonde screamed as she experienced an orgasm of her own. It was very strong and intense; and seemed more powerful than the one she received yesterday courtesy of Amy's nasty handiwork on her.

Amy withdrew her fingers from Lindsay's rectum and licked her pussy with long, slow tongue-swipes as she progressed through her orgasm. Amy had gone from very rough and demanding to very slow and tender in a short amount of time. I liked the ability she had, to do that.

The 18-year-old was spent; exhausted, once Amy pulled her face away from her pussy. Amy realized this, then turned and smiled at the coupling of Torrie and Pamela behind her.

Torrie was seated in Pamela's lap with both arms around her neck. Both ladies were snuggled close together, their lips fused as one as they shared a very deep and moving kiss. Amy continued to smile at them - most likely wondering what she could do to interject herself into the encounter. At the same time, she got rid of her blouse and denim shorts.

Amy's attention was diverted from Torrie and Pamela, however, when Trish sneaked up behind her and began kissing the back of her neck and shoulders. Amy's body arched in response as she moaned in pleasure. Trish then used both hands to reach out and offer the insatiable hellcat a deep, thorough shoulder massage.

"Are you okay, honey?" I heard Christina say. I focused the camera on her, as she was now on her knees, looking down at Lindsay. "I can't believe what Amy did to you."

"I'm fine," the pretty girl returned, giggling. "I better get used to what Amy did to me. She's going to do it to me all summer long. That's fairly obvious."

Christina smiled, then reached out and cupped one of Lindsay's firm breasts with her right hand. "You're such a pretty little thing," was her heartfelt comment. "So sweet."

What was happening to Christina had already struck myself and all of the other ladies. We were fascinated with Lindsay. She was 18 years of age, but could easily pass for a freshman in high school. Lindsay's fresh-faced good looks and her friendly, sweet demeanor was totally addictive.

Lindsay smiled at Christina and said, "Thank you." She then rose to a seated position and pressed her lips upon the 20-year-old's mouth for a soft, tender kiss. Once it was over, though, Lindsay decided to take the initiative.

"Everyone..." she called out, rather loudly. All eyes soon focused on the young blonde, whose face and hair looked as though they just been through a war. Both had been, at least, sort of - thanks to Amy.

Lindsay grinned at her audience and said, "I don't know about the rest of you... but I could go for a daisy-chain right now. How does that sound to everyone?"

My cock, which had been slowly returning to its fully erect state, suddenly got there with those words.

All of the ladies looked at each other and nodded their heads, with many of them smiling. It appeared as though Lindsay had come up with an idea everyone could agree with.

"I really don't care who eats my pussy," the 18-year-old announced. "But I want Amy's pussy for myself." She looked at the red-head and grinned, her eyes full of wanton lust. Lindsay then motioned for Amy to come closer to her.

Amy did so and within seconds, the daisy-chain began to take shape. Amy rolled onto her side and raised one of her legs, allowing Lindsay access. The little blonde took full advantage; getting onto her side while nestling her head between Amy's thighs. She did not wait for the rest of the daisy-chain to develop, though.

The slightly older woman started to squirm and moan in hot arousal as Lindsay, obviously intent on returning some of the pleasure she had earlier received, offered Amy's sweet pussy long and thorough swipes with her tongue.

Christina joined the mix as well, getting onto her side and sticking her face between Lindsay's thighs. Torrie, meanwhile, offered her pussy to Amy's skilled lips while receiving a face-ful of Pamela's delights as well. The six-girl daisy-chain was rounded out by Trish, who would work on Christina's pussy while Pamela did the same to her.

I began stroking myself quite vigorously as a loud chorus of moans began to ring out, at once. The girls were all joined together, lips-to-pussies, on the tiled floor, in an odd-shaped circle. Soon, it became a mass of not only frenzied lips and tongues, but also thrusting fingers as well. It was a bona-fide orgy.

A group of women could not get much closer, emotionally or physically, than these six were right now. Each of them was feasting on another's pussy while someone else did the same to them. It was simply incredible to witness...

This was better than the daisy-chain from yesterday, because there were more ladies involved (six instead of five). Plus, Pamela was a part of it as well. She was my favorite thus far, but missed out on the encounter yesterday. Plus, unlike before, Christina was in it too.

I would have liked to see Gianna in the mix right now, but unfortunately, she was headed home. Tomorrow evening Lisa would arrive... I looked forward to seeing her with all the others in upcoming daisy-chain encounters. Lisa would make it a lucky seven.

My cock exploded once again as Pamela was the first of the ladies to experience an orgasm. That was fitting, perhaps, because this whole encounter was triggered by her unforgettable strip-show from earlier. Torrie had done the honors; making the exotic dancer cream her thighs in lust.

Pamela managed to keep working on Trish's pussy, and was quickly rewarded with a face-ful of love-juice. The ladies began dropping quickly after that. Next in line was Torrie, courtesy of Amy. The whole room was overcome with a series of moans, cries and screams of passion. Christina (thanks to Trish) and Lindsay (Christina) experienced simultaneous orgasms. The only one who hadn't cum yet was Amy.

Lindsay, who had been going rather slowly on Amy's pussy, decided to turn up the heat. Her tongue began a hot, rapid-fire succession of licks and swipes as the hard-bodied hellcat voiced and whined out her approval.

The other girls - Trish, Pamela, Torrie and Christina - must have sensed something special was about to happen. They all rolled or backed away - allowing Lindsay to concentrate her energy and focus upon providing Amy with the absolute greatest amount of sexual fulfillment possible.

When Amy rolled onto her back, Lindsay settled onto her knees and elbows, with her face buried in the woman's pussy. She was pounding her slit with two fingers while assaulting it with both her lips and tongue. Amy was lost; she was screaming, crying - all in a mad, passionate rage.

I had stroked myself to two erections in the last several minutes, as well as two explosions. I was spent myself, and could not go any further.

This point was reinforced when Lindsay, all of a sudden, snatched the same dildo which Amy had earlier used on her from the floor beside them. "OH FUUUUUCK!" the 26-year-old screamed as Lindsay simply jammed the pleasure tool right into her ass. "OH MY! OH FUCK! FUUUUUCK!"

Lindsay, showing a side of herself that I hadn't seen before (and I'm sure no one else had, either), thrusted the long dildo in-and-out of Amy's unexpectant rectum at a furious, unrelenting pace. At the same time, she used two fingers from her other hand to pound Amy's pussy while also working it over with her lips and tongue.

"OH FUCK!" the red-head continued to scream. "OH FUCK!

MY ASS! MY ASS! MY ASSSSS! FUUUUUCK!"

Try as I might, but I couldn't get hard. My body was spent. I was completely exhausted. How in the world was I going to survive tonight, with all six ladies at once?

Meanwhile, the others had broken into couples of two while keeping an eye on what was transpiring in front of them. Christina and Pamela were cuddled close, smiling, as they watched what Lindsay did to Amy. At the same time, Trish and Torrie were quite the voyeurs as they stole quick kisses from each other.

Lindsay, apparently, had really decided to turn the tables. "YOU LIKE ME FUCKING YOUR ASS!" she screamed at Amy, mimicking her earlier words. "DON'T YOU?" The blonde inserted a third finger into Amy's pussy and continued the dual assault on not only it, but also her rectum. "TELL ME!

TELL ME YOU LIKE ME FUCKING YOUR ASS!"

"Oh God..." Amy breathed, about to lose control of her entire body. "Oh God... I DO! I LOVE YOU FUCKING MY ASS!"

Lindsay let out a moan as she re-attached her lips to the Ohioan's pussy. Amy continued to scream out her mad passion as she experienced a massive, undeniable orgasm. Lindsay kept up with the double-penetration of the dildo and her three fingers, thrusting away at both orifices, while continuing to scour the area with her lips and tongue.

Only when Amy's orgasm had come and gone, did Lindsay finally withdraw. When she did, Amy looked as though she was about to pass out. Though a seasoned veteran of group sex with both men and women, I'm not sure Amy had ever been treated this way. Lindsay had reason to be proud of herself.

"Are you okay, sweetheart?" the blonde asked, moving up and kissing her lover on the lips. It was a very soft, and gentle kiss. "I didn't hurt you... did I?"

"No," Amy whispered, shaking her head. "N-Not at all.

I-I needed th-that."

Lindsay smiled and kissed her girlfriend again while all the others in the room looked on and nodded in appreciation.

<<<- End of Part 8 ->>>

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