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M/F, F/F & just about everything else
"You've come a long way, Stephanie, in a very short time,"
I said to the charming brunette, as we sat together upon the bed
in my personal suite. Stephanie, along with all of the others,
had just returned to the island earlier today after their week-long
holiday vacation. Tonight, it was her turn in the rotation to
spend the evening with me.
"My life is forever changed because of what happened last
week," Stephanie mused, a slight grin upon her face. "Four
weeks ago, I was a registered nurse back in Connecticut. Now,
I'm a full-fledged pornstar, thanks to Amy." The young woman
smiled again, before adding, "I still can't believe that
it happened. I guess it won't fully sink in until I see the movie
in its completed form."
As we lounged together upon my bed, I offered Stephanie a warm
smile. She didn't seem to have any regrets about her decision
to try her hand at porn. It did seem, however, that the vixen
thought that she was in some sort of an extended dream. Stephanie's
new porn-queen status - at least her in eyes - did not seem real.
Not yet, anyway.
"Tell me about the movie, dear," were my next words.
"What exactly did you do in it? And what was it about?"
"It had kind of an eerie plot," she replied, seeming
all interested in sharing her first experience on the movie set.
"At least, to begin with. Amy and I, we bought this old,
creepy-looking house which turned out to be haunted."
"Haunted?" I countered, very interested myself.
"The first scene was me and Amy, bringing each other to
orgasm with our tongues and fingers." My body shuddered at
the mere thought as Stephanie continued, "One of the ghosts
was hiding in the next room, and spying on us."
"What type of ghosts were they?" I asked, already having
a good guess at the answer. After all, this was porn...
"Three ghosts," Stephanie replied, her eyes glowing.
"All of them were wondrously gorgeous, well-hung men."
I chuckled gently and said, "Figures..."
"The next scene starts off with Amy masturbating on the
bed. Then, POOF - one of the ghosts appears out of nowhere. He
is busy stroking his cock while Amy gets all timid and scared,
wondering where the man came from. Before long, though, she decides
to fuck him and they go at each other like absolute animals for
a good ten or fifteen minutes. Seeing him stroke that big cock
got Amy too excited."
I took a deep breath at those words. Even though she was still
a rookie in the business, Amy and the energetic nature she displayed
in her movies were already becoming the stuff of legends. I could
imagine what it would be like for her and another man to be going
at it "like absolute animals"...
"After they finish fucking," Stephanie went on, "I
come home from a long day of shopping. The man - the ghost, he
suddenly vanishes into thin air just before I make my way into
the bedroom. Amy tells me what happened, but I don't believe her.
I tell her since she thinks it was a ghost, she needs to go to
the mental hospital for observation."
"Seems as though this movie has a little plot to it,"
I grinned. "That's good. I like my porn to have a plot."
"The next day, Amy is convinced that what she saw was a ghost.
She goes to town to visit the paranormal specialist, who turns
out to be this really hot blonde with big breasts. I forget her
last name, but her first name was Bobbi."
"I don't think I've seen her before," I countered. "I
don't recall seeing a Bobbi in any of the movies I own."
"Amy tells Bobbi what happened, and wants some advice. Bobbi
says it sounds like it could be some supernatural activity, then
asks for the address of the house Amy and I bought. Amy tells
her, then Bobbi says rumors have persisted for over 100 years
that this house we bought was haunted by three men who were once
murdered in it."
"This movie DOES have a plot," I said, my eyes wide.
"Amy gets all scared, knowing that she left me alone in
the house with maybe three ghosts roaming around. She and Bobbi
decide to leave immediately, for the house." The 25-year-old
paused before adding, "After they leave, Bobbi's secretary
has a customer come in. Bobbi isn't there, so the secretary -
who reminded me somewhat of Cassidy - has sex with the customer,
a man, across the desktop."
"Ugggggh," I moaned, shaking my head. "Please,
dear.
PLEASE... don't remind me of Cassidy EVER again. PLEASE!"
Stephanie giggled and said, "Amy told me that scene was just
filler for the movie. It didn't have much of anything to do with
the plot, but it made for nice eye candy."
"What happened next?" I queried, anxious to hear.
"The movie cut back to the house, where I was doing some
laundry. I turned around and bang, the three ghosts were in front
of me. They all were stroking their big cocks while I openly wondered
what if Amy said about seeing a ghost was true. The ghosts didn't
say a word - they didn't even mutter a sound. I mulled things
over for a few seconds, then said if those ghosts wanted me, come
and get me."
"This was the gang-bang scene Amy promised you," I said,
nodding my head in total approval.
"Jeremy..." Stephanie offered, her face all dreamy.
"I couldn't believe it. Those guys made me cum SO HARD..."
Speaking of such things, my cock began to spur with life... "Their
cocks were SO BIG, too! One was 14 inches, and the other two were
12 each. I had 38 inches inside my body!"
Shifting about upon the mattress, I shook my head and grinned
in response. It had suddenly become difficult to control both
my body, and my inner emotions.
"After they finished triple-fucking me," Stephanie said,
"Amy and Bobbi suddenly showed up at the door. Bobbi was
holding a device which searched for paranormal activity. It was
screeching like crazy, and the ghosts were still present. Their
eyes flashed real bright as they looked at Amy and Bobbi, then
they vanished into thin air. The device went quiet, and Amy asked
me if I was okay. I told her that I had never been fucked so hard,
and so good..."
Stephanie paused before continuing, "Bobbi and Amy got onto
the computer and did some research on the ghosts next. Seems as
though our house had once been a brothel, and these three men
ran it. Bobbi came to the conclusion that these ghosts were peaceful
and friendly, and had taken a liking to us. It was a pretty well-scripted
dialogue."
"Of course, Bobbi needed her scene in the movie, so she made
a pass at Amy after their conversation ended at the computer.
Amy pulled out one of her strap-ons, and really blasted Bobbi
with it." Stephanie hesitated and purred, "It was SOOOOO
incredibly hot to watch that scene live."
"This sounds like an interesting movie," I mused.
"Once their scene was over, there was another big flash
of light," Stephanie told me. "I was on my knees, sucking
and stroking two of the ghosts - them on either side of me."
"I had a big smile on my face while looking at Amy and Bobbi.
I told both of them that I had crossed over to the 'other dimension',
and that the ghosts were looking for new whores to service their
clients for all eternity. I told Amy that it was the chance we
had always dreamed about - to be fucked from now until forever.
Amy asked what should she do to join me, and I held out my hand
for her."
"Amy moved forward and latched onto my hand, and that bright
light flashed again. Before it was finished, though, Bobbi jumped
in and added her hand to the mix, too. A second later, all of
us - me, Amy and Bobbi, and the two men - we all disappeared.
We were never heard from again."
I smiled and chuckled, "So... a porn movie about ghosts and
a haunted house. Interesting. Too bad Halloween is so far away.
The movie would probably sell better."
"I loved making it," Stephanie told me. "The viewers
were left with the impression that me, Amy and Bobbi would forever
get fucked in that so-called 'other dimension'. We would be whores
who would take any and everyone on."
"It's good to see that you don't have any regrets, or second
thoughts," I offered, shifting about upon the bed again.
My shaft was rock-solid hard, and it felt quite uncomfortable
within the trousers I wore.
"I think it was a good plot for porn," the brunette
said. "I've seen plenty of porn in my life, and I think this
plot will be much better than most. Of course, I have to wait
until the movie is out before making an official judgement. But
I feel pretty confident about it."
"Amy said she was going to try and get me an early copy,"
were my words. "But even she, it seems, cannot get one. The
movie will not be available until January 16th." I paused
and added, "Surely you had a stage name in the film, right?
Amy is known as Aimee Embers. What's your name?"
"Stephanie Sexxon," the brunette grinned. "One
of the stage-hands thought it up for me. We were all sitting about
before the movie trying to come up with a stage name, and I liked
his idea the best. Stephanie Sexxon."
"You spoke about this Bobbi in such glowing terms,"
I said. "Do you wish you had a scene with her, too?"
"Yeah, but I got a taste of her that night," she grinned.
"You know... long after the movie was done filming."
"Oh?" I returned, interested. "How so?"
"Bobbi spent the evening with me and Amy," Stephanie
said.
"We had three-some sex ALL night long..."
That seemed to be my cue to end this discussion, and let the action
start. After everything Stephanie had just told me, I was very
excited - and I needed her badly.
However, just when I was about to make my move, there was a knock
at the door to my personal suite. I cursed silently for an instant,
but then realized that it was one of the other ladies. Who else
was there? Maybe I could get to have a three-some of my own? Amy
was the logical choice...
"Come in," I called out and once the door opened, my
eyes narrowed as I saw a dreary, distraught-looking Lindsay. As
the definition of limitless energy and happiness, I wondered to
myself what could possibly be wrong with Lindsay. A closer look
revealed that she may start to cry.
"What's wrong, sweetheart?" I asked, the erotic feelings
and sensations which Stephanie had conjured up within me now a
distant memory. Lindsay was my little darling, and I could not
bear to see her in any sort of distress. "Are you okay? Did
you and Trish have a fight?"
"No, not that," she replied, looking at me with blurry
eyes. "It's Pamela. She... she... hurt my feelings."
"What?" I asked, stunned, while getting up from the
bed and making my way over to her. "What happened?"
"I really don't know what got into her," Lindsay said.
"It's just... this is our first night back on the island,
and I was looking forward to spending it with Trish. I haven't
seen her since last week, but Pamela came up to me earlier and
said she wanted to stay with Trish tonight." Lindsay paused
before adding, "I didn't have a problem with that, because
I thought all three of us could be together. But Pamela said that
she wanted to be with Trish... alone.
She said I hogged enough of her time, and needed to share."
"That's very unlike Pamela," I said, shaking my head
in response. "I wonder if she was upset about something?
It seems a little harsh for her to say something like that."
"I don't know," Lindsay shrieked, tears forming in her
eyes. "But she hurt my feelings. She made it seem like I
wasn't good enough to sleep with her and Trish tonight."
"Are you sure you didn't misunderstand her?" I asked,
trying my best to stay neutral on the subject. "I mean, honey...
Pamela loves you. She didn't mean to hurt you."
"I didn't misunderstand her," the little blonde returned.
"Watch your tapes, Jeremy. She was VERY mean in saying that
I hogged too much of Trish's time."
"Tapes?" Stephanie said. "What tapes?"
My eyes went wide as I turned around, remembering that the brunette
was still in the suite with us. Of course, the "tapes"
Lindsay had referred to were those which could be found inside
the voyeur room. That was still a secret to some of the ladies,
including Stephanie. I didn't want her to know about my one obsession
in life...
"Nothing," Lindsay said, looking at Stephanie and shaking
her head. "I'm just too hyper right now to talk straight."
Perhaps that was the best possible answer considering the situation,
but Stephanie didn't seem to buy it. Still, it looked as if she
had absolutely no clue what Lindsay meant by telling me to "watch
your tapes". That was good...
"She hurt me, Jeremy," Lindsay said, re-focusing her
gaze upon my face. I took the 19-year-old into my arms and held
her gently, and she started to cry. I slowly shook my head in
response, wondering why my wife would be so harsh.
"I'll go and have a talk with her," I quietly said.
"No," Lindsay returned, shaking her head as she broke
off
our embrace. "Let it wait until the morning. Pamela and Trish
are probably in the middle of having sex right now."
"Why didn't you tell her that you wanted to spend the night
with Trish?" Stephanie wondered, adding her two cents to
the mix. "I mean, Trish is YOUR girlfriend."
"I've never been very confrontational," Lindsay replied,
wiping a tear away from her eye with a fingertip. "I just
let Pamela have her way. I... It's... It's really bad for me,
because I had been planning this night with Trish ever since we
left the island last week. This was our first night back together,
and it was going to be special."
"Did Trish say anything about it, honey?" I asked. "It
seems as though she'd rather be with you instead of Pamela. Trish
loves Pamela, but you're Trish's whole reason for living, Lindsay.
That's pretty apparent."
"I didn't see Trish at all," Lindsay returned, her tone
rather quiet and timid. "I was getting ready for our night
in our room, and Pamela showed up and said that to me. Trish was
getting some drinks for us in the kitchen."
"I think you should go back to them, and let Pamela have
a piece of your mind," Stephanie suggested. "Besides,
as Jeremy said... Trish would want you more."
"No," Lindsay countered, shaking her head. "Maybe
I can talk to them about it in the morning. Besides, I really
don't want to have anything to do with Pamela right now. I don't
want to see her face again tonight."
My eyes went wide at those words - which were extremely uncharacteristic
for Lindsay, who was overly friendly and charming. I don't believe
I had ever heard her speak in such a negative way before. Pamela
really did hurt her...
"I'm sorry for interrupting the two of you," Lindsay
frowned, wiping more tears away from her eyes. "Torrie, Devon
and Amy are all spending the night together, as are Trish and
Pamela. Both of you, too. I had no one else to turn to. I wanted
to talk to you most, Jeremy..."
"It's okay, sweetheart," I said, embracing the teen-ager
once again. Then, a thought hit me. "Amy and Torrie are together?
How is that possible?"
"Oh, Amy said she and Torrie no longer have any emotional
attachment," Stephanie offered. "But they will still
get together for sex, because they enjoy each other so much."
"Devon is in the middle of them," I mused, my imagination
running wild. "Maybe she's all tied up, and Torrie is using
one of those big strap-on dildos on her..." Fortunately,
my words were not loud enough for Stephanie to hear. Lindsay knew
full well that I was a pervert, but Stephanie didn't...
"I'll leave you two alone, so you can have your time together,"
Lindsay said, ending our mutual embrace. "I know you were
looking forward to having this night with Jeremy, Stephanie. I
don't want to ruin it. I... I'll just spend the night in Christina's
old room. It's still unoccupied."
"No," Stephanie returned, shaking her head while patting
the bed next to her. "I don't want you to spend the night
alone. Come here and sit down... you sweet, little thing."
"Are you sure?" Lindsay asked, wanting confirmation.
"Positive," Stephanie countered, smiling broadly.
* * *
"You're much too pretty and adorable to be hurt or upset,"
Stephanie grinned, running her hand throughout Lindsay's long-flowing
blonde hair as the 19-year-old took a seat next to her. Stephanie
then pressed her lips to Lindsay's cheek, and offered her a gentle
kiss. "Can you smile for me?"
Lindsay turned her face to look at Stephanie, who urged her on
with a nod of the head. The little vixen complied, offering a
definite (but very short) smile.
"Oh, that's nice," Stephanie returned, showing her caring
side. "I think you have a very pretty smile, sweetheart.
You... wow, you even look beautiful when you cry."
"Thank you," Lindsay whispered, offering up another
quick smile, before planting a kiss on Stephanie's forehead. "I
guess it's not all bad. I do have good friends, like you and Jeremy.
You're making me feel much better."
"I can see why Lindsay is the most lusted-after girl on the
island," Stephanie said, looking at me with a grin. "Amy
wants her, Torrie wants her... Trish, Pamela, you. It is like
she is a little doll." Stephanie glared into her younger
counterpart's eyes and added, "I'd love to take you home,
sweetheart, and play with you for a long time."
Lindsay offered another smile - and this time, it was sincere
and genuine. Those caring words and compliments - courtesy of
Stephanie - were really getting to her.
* * *
Myself, I was experiencing mixed emotions at the moment. On one
hand, it was rather obvious that Stephanie was working toward
a sexual encounter with Lindsay. I would definitely enjoy that
- and even have a chance to join in.
On the other hand, however, I was trying to figure out why Pamela
had been so harsh with Lindsay. The teen-ager was too hurt and
upset for me to believe that she blew Pamela's words too far out
of proportion.
I have often said that my wife was the matriarch of this island.
It just didn't make any sense that Pamela would be mean and cruel
with Lindsay, especially on her first day back after a week-long
hiatus. Both of them had been living together for six months,
and rarely had any problems.
Plus, Pamela knew full well how much Lindsay loved Trish, and
how she had been looking forward to spending their first evening
back on the island with her. Why would Pamela take that away from
her? It just made no sense...
Whatever the case, I would look at the videotape of what happened
between Lindsay and Pamela in the morning. I would make my own
judgement and go from there. If Pamela was a bit mean and harsh
with her words toward Lindsay, she would have to answer to me
about it. I promise you that.
* * *
"Is it okay if I touch you here?" Stephanie asked,
using her right hand to cup and squeeze one of Lindsay's firm,
small breasts through the tank-top that she wore, as both ladies
wiggled together upon the large bed.
When the little minx didn't show any resistance, Stephanie smiled
and added her left hand to the mix. Now, she fondled and squeezed
Lindsay's breasts with both hands. "Does that feel good to
you, honey? It sure does feel good for me."
Lindsay nodded her head in approval, her gaze literally piercing
a hole through Stephanie's eyes and her soul.
"I love your breasts," Lindsay purred, extending both
hands and massaging Stephanie's full mounds through the night-shirt
that she wore. "They're so big... and ripe. They're the exact
opposite of mine, unfortunately..."
"I love your body the way it is," Stephanie said, tapping
Lindsay's nose with a fingertip for added emphasis. "You're
so small and compact... so very adorable..."
"That's what everyone has been telling me for months,"
the blonde mused. "But still, I wonder every now and then
what it would be like to have big breasts. I always waited for
mine to grow, but they never really did."
"You're just perfect the way you are," Stephanie coyly
offered, now stroking her lover's face with both hands. "No
wonder everyone here calls you sweet, 'lil Lindsay..."
"Come here, Jeremy," the 19-year-old said, suddenly
turning her gaze toward me while extending her arm. "I think
that you should get in here with us, too."
I smiled, thankful that the two ladies (or at least one of them)
had even remembered that I was in the room, too. Thus, I slowly
went over to the couple and took a seat next to them. Lindsay
immediately hopped into my lap, and hooked an arm around my lower
back and held on tightly.
Stephanie giggled and moved closer, and pressed her lips to Lindsay's
mouth for a soft, tender kiss. My cock was getting hard as while
I watched these two beautiful women swap their lips and tongues
together just in front of me, I pawed and massaged various parts
of Lindsay's petite body with both hands. She had the tightest,
little ass...
"Are you sure I'm not ruining your night?" Lindsay asked
us, whining a bit. "I just want to be sure of it myself."
Stephanie offered her young lover a look before saying, "You
being here makes our evening a hundred times better." An
instant later, my eyes went wide as Stephanie lunged at Lindsay
- tackling her and knocking her off of my lap. The two landed
elsewhere on my bed, and then began to forcefully assault and
attack each others' mouths with their own.
"Oh my..." I moaned outloud, getting a good glimpse
of Stephanie as she hovered over top of Lindsay - on her hands
and knees. The nightshirt Stephanie had on was riding high on
her hips as she was bent over, and thus, I realized that the gorgeous
brunette was not wearing any panties.
Perhaps Amy didn't ALLOW Stephanie to wear panties...
Whatever the case, I had a full erection in no time flat while
keeping an eye on that picture-perfect, little pussy. At the same
time, both ladies continued to kiss, while also groping and fondling
each others' bodies with their hands.
My eyes went wide as Stephanie began to rip and tear away at Lindsay's
clothing. First, her tank-top was obliterated. Stephanie couldn't
quite rip or shred her silky shorts, so she instead slid them
down Lindsay's doe-like thighs and legs, and off. An instant later,
her bra was snatched from her chest, and then her G-string came
off, too. All of a sudden, Lindsay was completely nude...
Her first mission accomplished, Stephanie now sat atop Lindsay's
sternum and looked down at her with nothing but pure lust in her
eyes. Lindsay returned the fervid glance with one of her own,
while also still holding and squeezing the 25-year-old's large,
full breasts with both hands.
When Lindsay made eye contact with me, I smiled, taking that as
an open invitation. I moved forward upon my knees and with Stephanie's
back to me, I hugged her and kissed her slender neck and shoulders
in a caring way. Stephanie moaned and tilted her head in response,
as I then placed my right hand over top of Lindsay's and held
it as she continued to fondle the brunette's full, large breasts.
"Amy was right about you, honey," Stephanie said with
a grin, glaring at Lindsay beneath her. "We need to get you
into porn with us. You'd be a big-time star right away..."
Lindsay giggled and replied, "Thanks for the offer, but I
don't think Trish would approve of that." She paused and
coyly added, "Jeremy wouldn't approve of it, either. He's
the one who talked me out of trying porn in the first place."
"Amy told me all about what happened," Stephanie returned,
shaking her head and then glancing at me for a quick moment. "Maybe
one of these days we'll change your mind about it."
Lindsay made eye contact with Stephanie and told her, "I
don't think so. I wouldn't mind being a pornstar but could not
handle everything that went with it. I don't want to be recognized
by crazy fans everywhere I go. I... I think the webcast I did
for Amy's website was as far as I'll go."
To bring the sex (which was imminent anyway) closer, I took the
lower portion of Stephanie's oversized nightshirt and quickly
pulled it up, and over her head. I yanked the nightshirt from
her body, and tossed it into the corner.
Now completely nude herself, Stephanie shot me a quick glance
before turning her attention back toward Lindsay. "Maybe
you won't try porn, sweetheart. But at least I have the chance
to RAVAGE you for the next several weeks."
The little blonde giggled once more and replied, "Oooooh,
that sounds good. I won't back away from that."
Stephanie smiled in return, then leaned down and placed her lips
upon Lindsay's for a full, open-mouthed kiss.
I sat back and watched with interested eyes as Stephanie, who
was on hands and knees over top of Lindsay, worked and explored
the 19-year-old's mouth with her lips and tongue. The best part,
however, was that both of their womanly slits were on total display
for me. Stephanie's pussy was staring me right in the face as
she was bent over, while Lindsay's thighs were spread wide, practically
begging me for a look.
Finally, I had seen enough. I could not take anymore of this.
I unbuttoned my trousers and pulled them downward, allowing my
full, aching erection to pop out and be freed. I grasped my cock
with my right hand and began stroking it, but then my gaze seemed
to focus on Stephanie's pussy, which looked oh-so-inviting as
she wiggled her ass in front of me.
The two ladies continued to eagerly kiss, now embracing one another
as well, while I slipped my trousers all the way off. I tossed
them onto the floor, and my shirt was next. Now nude myself, I
got back onto the bed - on my knees - and grasped my bulging erection
once again.
Then, I moved in behind Stephanie, and prepared to mount her in
the doggie-style position.
The brunette was so involved in her kissing match with Lindsay
that she had no idea I was behind her. That all changed, though,
once I drove my erection far and deep into Stephanie's little,
swollen pussy. She immediately broke the kiss and screeched out
in a fit of mad passion, before turning and glaring at me with
absolute lust in her eyes.
I noticed just beyond Stephanie's shoulder, Lindsay was looking
up at me with one of her patented, sweet smiles. Lindsay was so
precious to me. She looked like an angel with that charming, friendly
smile upon her face...
Returning that grin with one of my own, I then grabbed Stephanie's
hips and held them tightly as I started to thrust my way in-and-out
of her. The 25-year-old snapped her head back in response, her
long brown hair whipping about wildly. Already, Stephanie was
moaning wildly.
Lindsay cradled Stephanie's face with both hands and pulled it
down to her, so they could share yet another deep-rooted, intimate
kiss. Of course, watching these two lovely ladies swap their tongues
together did nothing but cause me to become even more excited
than I already was.
Suddenly - and without any warning - I was hammering away at Stephanie
and her sweet pussy as hard as I possibly could.
The voluptuous brunette broke off her kiss with Lindsay so she
could scream out her erotic anguish and satisfaction for what
I was doing to her. My whole universe was centered upon her pussy,
and my ability to fuck it as hard as possible with my cock. My
hands, clutching her ass with a vice-tight grip, did nothing but
aid in my cause.
"Fuck her!" Lindsay exclaimed, offering a glimpse of
her nasty side, as she looked up at me. "Fuck her good!"
Stephanie was moaning and screeching out like crazy, which was
music to my ears. "OH! That feels so good! OH! OH! Yes! YES!
OH YES, DON'T STOP! PLEASE DON'T STOP!
Lindsay grabbed Stephanie's chin with her hand and turned her
face toward hers, in order to do some taunting. "You like
Jeremy fucking you... don't you? Oh yeah, you do..." Stephanie
nodded her head in response as Lindsay continued, "After
he cums in you, I'm gonna suck his sperm right out of your pussy.
OH YES I AM..."
With those words, I let out an excited groan. Leave it to Lindsay
to get me even MORE excited.
All the muscles within my body were at work as I pounded my cock
into Stephanie with every fiber of strength I had. It felt as
though my cock could explode within her pussy at any given moment,
but I did my best to prolong the wondrous feelings and sensations
which were swirling throughout me. Somehow, I needed to make this
last...
However, I couldn't.
When I felt myself toppling over the edge of release, I thrusted
my way into Stephanie one final time, and buried my cock there.
An instant later, I roared out like an absolute madman as my erection
exploded within her like a firecracker.
My world was hazy and disoriented as sperm jettisoned outward
from my cock, filling and flooding the 25-year-old's womb completely.
At the same time, Stephanie's loud cries of passion and lust were
somewhat muffled because Lindsay had smashed their mouths together,
and was kissing her with great hunger and intensity once again.
I was so excited and aroused that it felt like my body would just
combust. That didn't happen, despite the fact my heart was pounding
within my chest at a feverish pace.
Everything seemed to slow down, however, once my orgasm had reached
its peak. It all went downhill from there and with a deep, exhaustive
breath, I finally withdrew my cock from the tight, unforgiving
clutches of Stephanie's pussy.
Still upon my knees, I took a step back and collapsed onto the
bed... thoroughly satisfied and extremely happy. I closed my eyes
and covered them with an open hand for a moment, letting the final
remnants of sweet orgasm flow and pass gloriously throughout my
entire body.
I heard some rustling noises, but paid them no attention as I
then arched my back and tilted my head. With the final kinks out,
I opened my eyes and literally found myself with a new erection
at what I saw happening before me.
* * *
Stephanie was pawing her own breasts as Lindsay's face was nestled
between her thighs, her tongue eagerly lapping and swiping at
that hot, velvety slit. Indeed, Lindsay was making good on her
promise from just moments ago. She was going to suck all of my
sperm out of Stephanie's pussy.
"Oh my..." I moaned outloud, sitting back and keeping
an eye on Lindsay as she continued forth with her oral work. With
my right hand, I reached out and gently massaged the 19-year-old's
ass and fingered her pussy, offering both the same amount of attention.
Meanwhile, I used my other hand to tenderly stroke her long-flowing
blonde hair, as well as her slender back. Lindsay was such a total
sweetheart, and I felt as though every inch of her needed to be
worshipped.
The little vixen acknowledged my gentle petting of her by reaching
out with her left hand, and rubbing my knee. I smiled in response,
but it was rather obvious that Lindsay was far more interested
in delving into Stephanie's pussy.
She did just that, using fingers from her other hand to open and
spread apart Stephanie's swollen pussy lips. The blonde had her
tongue buried deep, trying her absolute best to extract every
last ounce of sperm which I had deposited into her. Stephanie,
of course, was enjoying all of this. She was still massaging her
own breasts while rocking her face from side-to-side, continuously
moaning and screeching.
Lindsay let out an excited sigh of her own, and then withdrew
her face from between Stephanie's thighs. My eyes went wide with
unspeakable desire as I then noticed Lindsay had her tongue out
and extended - with a heavy, gooey glob of sperm directly in the
middle of it. She moved her face down toward Stephanie, who opened
her mouth and gladly took that delicate, extended tongue inside
for a taste.
The pair of ladies kissed one another for quite some time, exchanging
and sharing that big strand of sperm between them. However, Lindsay
finally let Stephanie have it for herself. The brunette smiled
in response as she guzzled the glob down her throat, the look
on her face saying it tasted wonderful.
Lindsay turned toward me upon the bed, and her eyes immediately
shifted downward - toward my newfound erection. She offered me
a knowing smile, then used one finger and pointed directly at
her mouth.
It was obvious what the little vixen wanted.
Rising up to my knees once more, I grasped my shaft and moved
it toward Lindsay's face. She settled down onto her side and an
instant later, took my cock into her mouth and began slurping
away on it - as ONLY as Lindsay could.
"This island is the greatest thing that ever happened to
me," Stephanie mused in a relaxed tone, her hand snaking
around Lindsay's front and squeezing one of her small, taut breasts.
"This island really is a paradise."
Meanwhile, I kept an eye on Lindsay and what she was in the process
of doing with my hard, rock-solid erection. Of particular interest
were her ruby-red lips, which formed a large 'O' around my shaft
as she worshipped it orally. I smiled at the sight, while also
reaching down with my right hand and gently running my hand throughout
her hair.
"I still cannot believe I met Aimee Embers, and made an X-rated
movie with her," Stephanie continued, tweaking Lindsay's
left breast with her hand. "Without this island, it would
have never happened. I love this place. I love being able to have
sex with such a wide variety of people at any given time. Both
of you, Amy, Trish, Torrie, Devon, Pamela... it's just incredible.
Simply incredible."
She paused and added, "And don't even mention the weather.
I left Connecticut early this morning, and it was 18 degrees.
I got here this afternoon... 80 degrees. The sun, the ocean, surf...
a beautiful beach. Paradise, indeed."
I was particularly happy that Stephanie seemed to enjoy the island
and all its many appeals, but what was currently foremost on my
mind was Lindsay and her turbo-charged mouth.
Holding onto the base of my cock with her right hand, the vixen's
head bobbed back-and-forth as she greedily sucked and slurped
away upon me. I still caressed her head with my hand, but now
my own head was thrown back as I moaned wildly. Lindsay was intent
on bringing me toward another orgasm, and this time, she obviously
wanted me to spurt off in her mouth.
As if the dual combination of oral sex and her little, pumping
hand upon my erection wasn't enough, I lost control of myself
when I looked down and got just a glimpse of Lindsay as she stared
back at me with her puppy-dog eyes. With that look, she was BEGGING
me to unload in her mouth.
I could do nothing but oblige her hot, non-verbal request.
As I growled out my orgasmic passion, Lindsay kept her lips sealed
tight around my shaft, not wanting any of the sperm to escape
or seep out. She was successful in doing so, managing to swallow
and guzzle down the whole load. Meanwhile, Stephanie looked on
and smiled in acknowledgement at what she saw. It was a touching
moment, indeed.
When Lindsay finally withdrew my wilted cock from her mouth, I
leaned down and offered her a kiss on the forehead. "I love
you, sweetheart," were my heartfelt words, as I then moved
back and settled down upon the bed.
Stephanie, wanting another piece of Lindsay for herself, sought
the 19-year-old's mouth with her own and kissed her.
* * * * *
When the morning came - after several more rounds of sexual play
with Lindsay and Stephanie, I waited for the ladies to leave my
suite before venturing into the voyeur room. It was time to do
an "investigation", so to speak.
What exactly was said - and HOW was it said - between Lindsay
and Pamela last evening? Was my wife mean-spirited in the way
that she treated Lindsay? If so... why?
Since Lindsay said their conversation took place in the room that
she shared with Trish, I went to that monitor and loaded it up.
However, just before I was about to go back in time and review
the tape, I realized the monitor was dead. It was full of static
and total gibberish... telling me that there was something terribly
wrong here.
Punching the various buttons and controls which eventually loaded
up the "voyeur status page" on the console before me,
it told me that the camera for Lindsay and Trish's room was "disconnected".
It didn't say "signal lost" or "camera not responding".
It said "disconnected". (...)
I slowly sat back in my chair as my eyes narrowed at the realization.
Disconnected? How was that possible?
Considering all of the cameras which surveyed the girls' rooms
were hidden away in the air conditioning vents, with their wires
held in place with tiny screws, the possibility of one becoming
disconnected... there was no possibility. Even if the screws came
loose over time, the connection and wire was sturdy enough to
hold up for a good year or two. I had just checked on everything
last month...
The only way the camera could have been disconnected was if someone
had taken the liberty to do it on their own.
I loaded up the last bit of reviewable footage for the room that
Lindsay and Trish shared, and the time-stamp on it said "December
23, 2001 - 8:27pm". However, a closer look at the status
page told me that the camera had been disconnected "December
29, 2001 - 4:49pm." That was just yesterday... hours after
the ladies returned to the island.
What happened to the footage from December 23rd to the 29th? If
the camera had been disconnected on the 29th, why wasn't there
any film for the prior six days? It made no sense to me whatsoever,
unless, of course...
Someone had erased the footage.
What possible reason would anyone have to do that, though? The
only people who knew about the voyeur room, other than me, were
Lindsay, Pamela and Amy. Neither Lindsay or Amy had enough working
knowledge of the complicated voyeur room panel to even know how
to erase a tape. Amy, in fact, had only been in the voyeur room
one time since learning about it.
Pamela, on the other hand... I had taught her every little intricacy
of the control panel, and how to work it.
NO!... the thought hit me like a ton of bricks, but I did not
want to believe it. Was Pamela the one who disconnected my surveillance
camera for Lindsay and Trish's room, and then erased all its footage
for a six day period? If so... why?
Being a very cynical type, I wondered if Pamela was doing something
behind my back. I would normally think it was a surprise for me,
or she had an ultimate good purpose in mind.
But not this time. Pamela had snapped at Lindsay last evening
- according to the 19-year-old - about how she "hogged"
too much of Trish's time. Pamela, Lindsay said, wanted to spend
the evening with Trish - ALONE.
If indeed, Pamela had severed the camera connection and erased
the room's prior footage... she obviously wanted to have a private,
confidential night with Trish. Was there something on my wife's
mind that she did not want me to know about? Did she talk to Trish
about something too secretive?
If that was the case - because of what Pamela had done to Lindsay
(which, by the way, made her CRY) - I had the sneaky suspicion
that my wife had been up to no good.
I took a deep breath at the horrid realization, but could ask
myself only one question...
What did Pamela do behind my back?
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