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"Island Paradise: Eternity" - Chapter 34 of ??
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Pamela appeared from around the corner as I was strolling
through the hallway, wearing nothing but a chemise (made out
of cotton twill) and a smile upon her lovely face.
I tried to speak up, but was unable to as my eyes took in
the wondrous beauty that was Pamela. In terms of physical
appearance, Pamela was a work of art. She had a flawless,
immaculate face and long-flowing blonde hair which cascaded
across her slender neck and shoulder in stylish, lush waves.
The 27-year-old also had the most loving, peaceful eyes I
had ever bore witness to on a woman, along with a smile that
could brighten even the darkest of days. She was a goddess.
I quickly realized that the tempting chemise she had on,
its color a tender shade of pink, was once my favorite piece
of lingerie for her to wear. Maybe that is why Pamela had
it on now, while gazing at me with a come-hither expression?
I had been en route to the den from the recreation room when
Pamela literally appeared out of nowhere.
Pamela had the largest breasts of any woman who had ever
stepped foot on the island, yet at the same time, hers were
amazingly firm and toned. They looked most enticing, too,
nestled underneath the cotton fabric of her little chemise.
Her breasts were so large and firm that it seemed as if
they were attempting to bust right through the chemise.
As evidenced by her very sleek, mouth-wateringly beautiful
legs, Pamela still had the same spectacular tan she had once
worked so hard and diligently to maintain during her time on
the island last year. She also sported a pair of high-heels,
their pinkish color the same as her chemise. The pumps gave
her an extra five inches in height and only accentuated the
beauty of those heavenly legs to an even greater extent.
I loved this woman with all of my heart and soul. Since
her return to the island two weeks ago, I had done my best
to avoid looking at her in a sexual light. There were many
reasons for this, but the primary one was because I wanted
Pamela to know that I cared about her as a person. I felt
as if that was much more important than anything else.
But as Pamela stood before me now - looking as sinful and
erotic as ever before - I realized that she had broken my
resolve. My heart was pounding as my eyes devoured her from
head to toe. Pamela and her body was too much temptation
for me - or any normal man, for that matter - to handle.
Two whole weeks of sexual tension and awkward situations
were brushed to the wayside in an instant once Pamela closed
the distance between us and pressed her luscious body upon
mine in a very flirtatious, beguiling manner. I then sighed
as Pamela found the pulsating bulge in my shorts with her
right hand, and offered it a series of soft, gentle strokes.
"I love you, Jeremy," the gorgeous vixen cooed, her voice
soft and sensuous. "And I want to be with you."
Pamela paused for a moment, her eyes trained on my face,
then pressed her lips to mine and kissed me in the most
tender of fashions. Yet within my body, it felt like a
series of earthquakes and subsequent aftershocks were taking
place. I loved Pamela so much! I wanted to luxuriate and
revel in her body, but had held back until now. God, I said
inwardly. Her mouth tasted wonderful through our kiss.
"Hmmmmm..." Pamela purred, grinning, withdrawing her lips
from mine for a brief second. She heightened the intensity
upon my cock, however, gripping and squeezing it roughly
through the pair of cargo shorts I wore.
She offered me another kiss, then pulled back and studied
my face for a moment. I'm quite positive that Pamela saw a
look of unequaled lust in my eyes. She must have enjoyed it,
too, because her lips were soon kissing mine again.
"Oh God..." I moaned against our kiss, as she unbuttoned
my shorts and dug her right hand down deep into them. A
sudden rush of pleasure vibrated throughout my body as Pamela
then slid that hand into my briefs, and found the naked
flesh of my throbbing cock. Pamela busily frigged it while
slipping her warm, soft tongue into my mouth for a taste.
With her left hand, Pamela grasped my right and pulled it
toward one of her large, heavenly breasts. She placed my
hand upon it and offered a soft nudge, which instinctively
caused me to cup and squeeze the full mound of flesh.
"Hmmmmm... that's it," Pamela cooed. "Touch me, Jeremy."
She rolled her head in circles and added, "You like touching
me there? Do you like touching my breasts?"
"God, yes!" I growled in response, my eyes wide and glazed
over with pure arousal. "I love every single inch of you!"
My senses were alive with emotion and passion. I felt so
relieved that Pamela had finally made the first move and
initiated this intimate contact between us. I sure wasn't
about to do it myself. But if I had to wait much longer
than I already had, I may have went insane. I wanted to
sink myself into this woman so bad, and become lost in her.
After another loving, tongue-filled kiss, Pamela took a
step back and offered me a playful smile. She then pecked
my cheek with her lips and slinked her way down to my neck.
Shivers resulted as she nibbled upon the sensitive skin of
my neck, her hand still frigging my erection. My hand,
however, seemed to lose contact with her large breast.
Then, I growled like a madman as Pamela slowly but surely
dropped to her knees in front of me. She reached upward and
placed her right hand upon my chest, then trailed it all the
way down to my waist in a very teasing, sensuous manner.
"I've been waiting for this very moment to happen ever
since returning to the island," Pamela swooned. "You did
not want to make the first move, Jeremy." She tilted her
head to the side and continued, "I didn't want to make the
first move, either. But I couldn't wait any longer." She
pulled my cock out of my shorts and allowed it to wobble
about in front of her adoring eyes. "I need you so bad."
"Oh God..." I moaned, as Pamela latched onto my shaft
with her right hand and squeezed it firmly.
"I've never needed anyone in my life more than I need you
right now," she added, an instant before opening her mouth
and literally swallowing the full length of my cock into it.
I tossed my head back and moaned wildly as Pamela began to
bob back-and-forth upon my aching member, her hot tongue and
mouth working my entire body into a delirious frenzy.
Pamela gave me a vivid reminder of the fellatio skills
which had endeared me to her so much in the past. Perched
upon her knees here in the corridor, she was absolutely
ravenous and insatiable - her lush, velvety mouth gliding
back-and-forth upon my erection as if it were her first
meal in days. Pamela was like a wild animal!
Sounds of pure passion and hunger were emanating from deep
within her throat as her blonde head continued on with its
wicked, non-stop bobbing motion. Soon, I had to take a step
or two back and lean against the wall. Without its support,
I may have toppled over. There were so many emotions running
throughout my body at this moment in time. The reason for
that, of course, was that this was not your typical blowjob.
I had bestowed so much respect and class upon Pamela over
the past two weeks that, strange as it may sound, I no longer
looked at her as a sexual being. At least, I felt that way
for a brief time. All I wanted was to hold Pamela's hand
and tell her how special and unique of a woman she was to me.
Despite all my (clean) thoughts about Pamela, she was now
in the very submissive position of being on her knees in
front of me - giving my cock the royal treatment with her
mouth. It seemed sort of ironic; I long wanted to love and
cherish Pamela as an actual person. Now, I wanted to ravage
her mouth with my cock, as well as her pussy and ass.
Pamela gripped the base of my shaft with her right hand
and squeezed it roughly, her pretty eyes flashing with hot
desire as she withdrew my length from the confines of her
mouth. The 27-year-old looked up at me and smiled warmly.
Now, Pamela seemed to know that she had me curled around her
finger. My body was about to burst in flames.
"Oh yeah," Pamela grinned, her hand now a blur as she
frigged my erection. "Are you gonna cum for me, big boy?
Are you gonna shoot it all over my face? Yes! Cum for me!
Come on, Jeremy... cum for me. Cum all over my face!"
"OHHHHH!" I roared out in arousal, as the first jet of
thick, gooey sperm erupted from within my shaft and landed
upon Pamela's forehead. The second quickly followed,
hitting her square in the nose. Pamela then took my cock
back into her mouth and sucked on it fiercely, coaxing the
third and fourth explosions in rapid-fire succession. It
all happened so fast, but was dizzyingly satisfying.
"Hmmmmm," Pamela growled, her lips still wrapped tightly
around my shaft, as she squeezed every last ounce of semen
out of it with her hand. Finally, Pamela withdrew my cock
from her mouth and offered me yet another winning smile.
The gobs of semen I had sprayed all over Pamela's face
had saturated it completely. Her face was covered with my
wet, sticky juices, and she obviously enjoyed the feeling.
I had NEVER saw Pamela look quite this happy and vibrant.
Pamela then displayed her playful, teasing side yet again,
this time slowly but surely lifting her little, pink chemise
up, and over her head, before twirling it about with her
hand and then tossing it elsewhere. Now totally nude, she
smiled once more while saying, "Isn't this fun, Jeremy?"
My eyes went wide and I nodded in response, but chose not
to say anything as I gazed down at her. LOOK AT THAT BODY.
That was now my only thought. That awesome body would look
real nice nestled against Devon, Kristanna and Amy, with me
somewhere in the mix, for the rest of my life. REAL nice...
Pamela had the enticing curves of a stripper, which was
quite fitting, because that was how she had made a living
for herself before ever stepping foot on this island. If
you combine that body of hers to her angelic face, with its
high cheekbones, lush mouth and truly hypnotic eyes, the end
result would be a pure visual aphrodisiac.
Even more importantly than that, however, Pamela obviously
loved and cared for me. I harbored the same, exact feelings
for her. Why hadn't we gotten together long ago and made a
commitment to each other? Why wasn't Pamela already one of
my wives? Those thoughts flashed throughout my mind in this
very wild, intense moment of unadulterated passion.
Pamela nodded her head at me and said, "I know what I
want, Jeremy, and you're gonna give it to me." She then
rose to her feet and turned her back to me.
Now glancing back over her shoulder, Pamela leaned over
slightly at the waist, jutting her magnificent ass outward.
She twitched her hips seductively, flaunting that ass for
my appreciative eyes, and said in her most sultry, sexy
tone, "Fuck me, Jeremy."
A tremendous amount of life and energy suddenly forged
its way into my cock. It was as if my shaft was a balloon,
and it was being pumped full of air by a helium machine.
Pamela's words and actions were the primary reason for that,
too. In fact, they were the sole reason.
Of all the women I had been with in my life - sexually
speaking - no one could even compare with Pamela in terms of
her teasing, yet aggressive words. She was a tremendous
talker when it came to sex - especially during penetration.
Pamela's mouth was literally non-stop, and she had always
conveyed the maximum amount of desire with her words.
"Fuck me, Jeremy," the blonde purred, still glancing over
her shoulder at me, her hips rolling and undulating in a
slow, sizzling manner. "Come on... fuck me. Put your cock
in my pussy. Pound me with your cock! Do it! Do it now!"
That was it.
With an animalistic growl, I stepped forward and latched
onto Pamela's hips with both hands, then thrusted my cock
hard and fast into the silken depths of her little pussy.
Pamela tensed up for a brief moment, then placed both hands
upon the nearby wall and held on tight, using it for support,
before glancing over her shoulder at me once again.
"Fuck me, Jeremy!" she demanded. "FUCK ME NOW!"
I did not need any further coaxing. My hips were already
a blur as I hammered myself in-and-out of Pamela at a very
powerful, blazing rate of speed. And almost on cue, Pamela
began with her verbal tirade, which had never failed to get
me even more excited than I already was while with her.
"GOD, YES! YES! Fuck me! Fuck me! HMMMMM... pound me
with that big cock! Hurt me with it, Jeremy! Yes! FUCK
YES! OH GOD YES, FUCK ME! FUCK ME, JEREMY! FUCK ME!"
My whole body was seemingly in a different reality as I
drilled Pamela with every last ounce of strength I could
muster. I could not believe, at this time at least, how I
could have possibly survived without luxuriating in this
voluptuous body of hers for as long as I had.
"HMMMMM... FEELS SO GOOD!" Pamela continued, her cries
and screams echoing loudly throughout the corridor. "FEELS
SO GOOD! YES! YES! FUCK ME! OH FUCK YES, THIS IS WHAT I
NEED! FUCK ME, JEREMY! YES! FUCK ME!"
The sound my pelvis made as it crashed hard into Pamela's
upturned ass with every forward stroke was violent, and
almost scary. I was certain that I had never pounded her
pussy with this type of excessive force before. I was not
afraid of hurting her, though. This was what Pamela wanted.
Of course, we were in the most naughty of positions, too.
Pamela's legs were widespread and she was bent at the waist,
holding onto the wall, as I battered into her from behind.
I wondered if others in the mansion could hear us...
"You know what, Jeremy?" my sweetheart asked, her voice
now low and controlled, yet still tented with erotic passion.
"This is OHHHHH... this is, aside from that quickie we had in
Baltimore, the first time I have taken a cock since August!
I don't want any man in my life except YOU!"
In response to those words, my body received a new, even
greater burst of energy. Where it came from, I don't know.
But as a result, Pamela was the beneficiary.
"OH GOD, JEREMY! THAT FEELS SO GOOD! OH FUCK... YOU'RE
GONNA MAKE ME CUM! FUCK... YOU'RE GONNA MAKE ME _CUMMMMM_!"
My breathing ragged, it felt as though my body was going
to spontaneously combust. My head literally in the clouds,
I gave Pamela everything I possibly could in terms of power
and effort. It was only a matter of seconds before her words
proved to be prophetic. Pamela screamed out in a wild, very
intense orgasm, while I lost grip of my own self-control.
The action hit its fever pitch once I pistoned my cock
into her swollen, little pussy one final time. An instant
later, I roared out - screaming at the top of my lungs -
while depositing a fresh batch of sperm into the blonde's
exquisite pussy. I pumped my thick seed into her womb for
several seconds, while both of us continually rocked and
rumbled together in the throes of sweet orgasm and release.
How could I have lived without this woman for so long?
Before I knew what happened next, Pamela had dislodged
her pussy from my shaft and dutifully dropped to her knees.
She then swallowed my cock whole, and began to milk whatever
juices remained in it down her hungry, greedy throat.
Pamela then wrapped both arms around my waist and held on
tight even as I took a few steps back, so I could lean upon
the wall. Her mouth, of course, never released its warm,
slippery grip upon my relieved shaft.
I then took a deep breath and sighed in pure satisfaction,
while glancing downward and admiring Pamela's blonde head as
she still slurped away at my cock. I touched her head and
caressed it with my right hand, which caused her to look up
at me with an overwhelming sense of devotion in her eyes.
"I love you, Jeremy!" she cried, a thick, gooey strand of
sperm dangling from her chin in a very nasty, obscene manner.
"God, Jeremy... I've always loved you! And I always will!"
As Pamela swallowed my deflated shaft and began working
it over with her mouth once again, all of a sudden, my whole
body felt numb. My legs gave out from underneath me, and I
collapsed into a seated position upon the floor.
Sighing contently, I reached out with my right hand and
caressed the crown of Pamela's head. Her mouth still full
of my cock, she made eye contact with me and smiled. My
heart vibrated within my chest as I proclaimed, "I love you
too, Pamela. Oh dear God... I love you so much."
Giggling, Pamela released my cock from the clutches of
her mouth and then took a seat in my lap. She aligned her
sperm-soaked face with my own, then offered me yet another
glittering smile. Her eyes were so serene, and peaceful...
"I hope you can give me a nice wedding," she said, placing
a whisper of a kiss upon my cheek. My senses seemed to lock
up as my mind processed her statement. Pamela wanted to have
a nice wedding? Was she insinuating that it be with me?
The goddess then kissed me on the forehead. "I've always
wanted you to be my husband." She kissed me on the very tip
of my nose. "Devon will be my wife." A kiss on my eyebrow.
"Kristanna will be my wife." Chin. "Amy will be my wife."
Finally, my mouth. "Yes, Jeremy... I will stay with you."
Tears of joy formed within Pamela's eyes as she added, "I
would be a fool not to. I... we'll make it work. We will.
All I know is that I love you, and want to be with you! I
want to spend the rest of my life with you, Jeremy!"
"Oh God, sweetie..." I moaned in response, ready to break
down and cry myself. I had wanted a commitment from Pamela
for such a long time, but never thought that I would get one.
But now that I finally had a commitment from her, I found
it hard to believe. Something here did not seem right. It
seemed out of place. Was I dreaming? Was this just a dream?
Then, I realized that I actually WAS dreaming...
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The time was 3:13am when I sat up in bed, well aware of
the fact that the encounter with Pamela - as well as her
commitment - had nothing more than a dream for me. A very
vivid dream which seemed real, but a dream nonetheless.
I looked at Devon and Kristanna, who were peacefully
sleeping away on either side of me. Reality then set in.
I STILL had yet to touch Pamela in a sexual manner since
her return to the island.
Even worse, Pamela was still undecided about what to do
with her future. Would she stay with us, or go back home?
I honestly did not know, but I had to find out.
I had to...
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