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"Island Paradise" - Chapter 14 of ?? - Completely re-written
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The more I thought about it, the more I wondered how I
could have possibly debated the merits of Lindsay and Devon
in my mind for any length of time. Lindsay was a sweet and
charming young woman, to say the least, but Devon was the
total package that I had been searching so long for.
Yes, Devon carried some excess baggage that included a
dark past... but all that did, at least in my eyes, was prove
that she was actually human. Until I learned what happened
to her a long time in high school, Devon seemed perfect. A
little too perfect, in fact. Now, I knew that she had made
mistakes and harbored regrets just like the rest of us. In
the end, the trust Devon displayed while telling me about her
one-time experimentation with Ecstasy - and the consequences
she had to incur because of it - I was hooked. I felt much
more close to her than I ever had before.
On the other hand, perhaps one of Heaven's greatest
miracles was the newly adult and outrageously ravenous
teen-ager. Fresh faced and full of un-tapped curiosity,
these young ladies dedicate their lives to the pursuit of
carnal desires and orgasmic bliss. It was a many-a-man's
fantasy to corrupt the innocent 19-year-old girl and send
her along her rightful path in life - that of sexual bliss.
Obviously, I still liked Lindsay a great deal. She may
not have been the ideal soul-mate for me in life, but I
still found her wildly attractive and totally irresistible.
She just came across as being so very young and wholesome.
Having the opportunity to "break her in", so to speak, was
something that I found extremely arousing.
Even though she had been here less than a week, I did
sense some faults with Lindsay. She seemed a little bit
self-centered and too absorbed with her own needs and
desires. Perhaps that was typical, considering her age,
but it was a trait which I did not find one bit appealing.
An example of that was last evening, when she was intent
on giving me her first-ever blowjob. I was occupied with
Devon, while Kristanna tried to divert Lindsay's attention
with a series of kisses and cheap feels. She succeeded for
a brief moment, but then Lindsay kept insisting that she be
allowed the opportunity to perform fellatio on me. She even
shrugged Kristanna away when the Norwegian tried to touch
her, which hurt her feelings. Exasperated, Devon broke her
kiss and embrace with me, and let Lindsay have her way.
It was still early on, indeed, but Lindsay seemed to have
that "me, me, me" attitude that hardly anyone cared for.
Again, I could probably attribute that to her age. Perhaps
over the coming days and months, we could alter Lindsay's
mindset and have her become more aware of others and their
feelings. It would definitely make her a better person in
the long haul, which was the most important thing.
Of course, the exact opposite applied with Devon. She
was about the most kind and giving person I had ever met in
all 28 years of my life. I liked to consider myself as the
same type of person, so we were obviously a good match for
one another. We would each want to give and provide in our
relationship, but never feel greedy with the need to take.
Devon did seem to be lacking a bit in the self-confidence
department, but that was certainly understandable with the
things which had happened to her in the past - and the way
she is still shunned by her parents because of them today.
I was lacking in self-confidence as well, simply because of
my ex-fiancee (Victoria) and what she done by leaving me at
the altar some nine years ago. That made Devon and I an
even better match because we had something in common.
I would just have to build Devon's confidence from now
until the end of eternity, if need be, by telling her how
wonderful and precious she was to me. Surely, Devon would
love the excess compliments. I know I would.
* * *
The morning after that memorable night with Devon, when
she opened her heart and soul up to me, I awoke and quickly
learned that Kristanna had persuaded Louisa, the elderly
housekeeper, into preparing a Norwegian dish for breakfast.
This sent me into a panic mode, of course, because Kristanna
had a unique taste in food (goat cheese sauce, anyone?). I
wondered how the others would react if Kristanna sprang
fiskepudding eller fiskefarce (fish pudding) on them.
However, my fears were then quelled when Kristanna told
me that she had talked Louisa into preparing two Norwegian
variations of eggs for breakfast - rosettes and sandbakkels.
Everyone agreed that the meal tasted delicious.
Kristanna then announced that she had persuaded Louisa
into fixing one of her favorite meals for dinner - lutefisk.
I chuckled and rolled my eyes at the mere mention of that
food, because Kristanna seemed to go crazy over it. Everyone
else, though, appeared a bit hesitant. They all knew that
Norwegians had their own taste in various foods and recipes,
most of which were very unique - and sometimes bizarre.
As I did my customary job of clearing the breakfast table
and then washing all the dishes, Lindsay approached me and
seemed to have an overly playful expression upon her face.
"What's up with you?" I asked, now at the sink in the
kitchen. "You are glowing this morning, dear."
Lindsay offered me that sweet smile of hers and returned,
"I was just hoping that you'd make good on your promise from
last night, Jeremy. It's after breakfast, and I want to
suck on your cock some more." She licked her lips and added,
"You're busy now. I'll meet you in your room in 30 minutes."
"I'll be there," were my words, my cock twitching.
Lindsay smiled once again while leaning up and planting a
gentle kiss upon my face. The luscious blonde turned and
strutted off, and of course, my eyes were glued to her taut,
little ass as she did so. Encased in a tight pair of denim
cut-offs, Lindsay's ass jiggled and twitched seductively
with each and every step, her hips swaying from side to side.
After Lindsay turned the corner and vanished from my view,
I shook my head in a vigorous manner, trying to clear it. A
moment later, as I then resumed doing the dishes, Devon
appeared from around that same corner and smiled at me.
"Is our date still on?" she asked me. "You know, we were
going to spend the whole day together?"
I looked at my wristwatch; it was 10:45am. Already, it
looked like I was booked for the entire day. "Of course,"
were my words. "But remember, I have to spend some time
with Lindsay first. How about you and I meet up at 12:30 in
the say... recreation room? I'll take you anyplace on the
island that you want to go... by foot or Jeep."
Devon smiled and nodded her head in acceptance. "That
sounds great, Jeremy." A sultry gleam came to her eyes as
she then added, "Try and be gentle with Lindsay... okay?"
* * *
My eyes were ablaze with lust, my insides raging, as I
devoured the sight of Lindsay in her own special uniform.
The 19-year-old had come to my suite some 30 minutes later
with - all of things - a schoolgirl uniform on!
The plaid skirt she wore was red-and-black checkered, with
thin pleats all around it. A mix of nylon and polyester,
the bouncy skirt was extremely low-cut and would probably be
illegal to wear in most countries while in public.
Lindsay also wore a pair of white knee-high socks and
black saddle shoes. The thin socks did a wonderful job of
accentuating her firm, doe-like legs. The contrast between
the white fabric and her tanned skin was breathtaking.
Above the waist, the naughty 19-year-old had on a simple
white blouse and a red, button-up vest which was part of her
schoolgirl uniform. Lindsay's smallish breasts barely jutted
outward upon the form-fitting vest, offering her even more of
a girlish image. Her silky-smooth, long-flowing blonde hair
was styled into a pair of pig-tails, with pink ribbons tied
around them. She looked like an absolute angel...
"What do you say?" Lindsay grinned, a wicked tint in her
eyes. "Neither you or I got to finish what we started last
evening. How about we do just that... right now?" I could
not believe that she had taken Devon's lead from last night,
and dressed up as a sinful schoolgirl for me! I wondered to
myself where Lindsay could have gotten such an outfit...
The thin fabric made a gentle swishing sound as Lindsay
reached down with both hands to smooth her skirt out. The
blonde then twirled one of those saddle shoes upon the lush,
carpeted floor, giggling in the process. By now, my cock
was so big and pulsing within my shorts that it ached.
"You're going to be ours today, Jeremy," Lindsay added,
sneering playfully. "We're going to fuck you senseless."
"We?" I countered, my interest suddenly raising to an
even higher level. "Who is we? You're not alone?"
"Of course not," Lindsay grinned in response, as she
turned her face toward the entrance to my suite. "Devon..."
My eyes went wide as Lindsay added, "Come on in, honey."
I nearly had a heart attack as Devon opened the door and
made her way into the room...
Lindsay's schoolgirl outfit was incredibly sexy, but it
was somewhere within the far reaches of my mind right now.
The simple reason for that? Devon - my darling princess -
was dressed up as a cheerleader!
Where do I start? Would it be her immaculate face or the
bright red lipstick? Devon's shiny blonde hair pulled into
a pony-tail with the help of a blue ribbon, or the light
touch of mascara the 25-year-old used to enhance her already
perfect complexion to an even greater extent?
Devon wore a sleeveless, V-necked cheerleader top which
was made of pure cotton. It's primary color was white, but
the top also had a pair of blue and red stripes which adorned
its front near her stomach, and arched up to her shoulders.
In stylish, unique letters, the name "Devon" arched across
her breasts. The letters were black with a red border.
The luscious bombshell's cheerleading skirt was extremely
short, as well. It was white with blue pleats, and flipped
and bounced about easily with every move she made. As a
result, her blue cheerleader panties could be seen more
often than not. The sight was an instant cock-riser.
Devon also wore white, ankle-high socks, and a pair of
matching sneakers. Those two accessories really gave a nice
contrast to the dark, rich tan which Devon had worked so
hard on since arriving here. I should also point out that
her tan was of the all-over variety...
My heart was racing like never before as Devon strolled
over to Lindsay and planted a full, open-mouthed kiss upon
her lips. The two ladies then looked my way and giggled,
before whispering secretive words into each others' ears.
In my own mind, I wondered what was said?
"Do you think you can handle both of us, Jeremy?" Lindsay
asked outloud, still snickering. "The cheerleader AND the
schoolgirl? Together? At the same time?"
"He doesn't have a choice," Devon answered for me, her
voice lush and sultry, as she glanced over at Lindsay.
"Jeremy is ours today. He's going to have to perform."
Devon grinned and placed her hand upon Lindsay's ass, and
patted it through the little skirt she wore. "You're mine
today too, honey. I'm gonna split you in half."
"Oooooh, promises!" Lindsay squealed, giggling. "Why
don't you go over and tend to Jeremy first, though? Look at
him! He's going to blow his load any minute now. I think
he really loves us in our naughty, little uniforms..."
"What about you, honey?" Devon asked, kissing Lindsay on
the lips. "You can help me with him. Isn't that what you
want? You want to suck his cock, right?"
Lindsay whispered something into Devon's ear again, which
made both of them look at me and giggle. An instant later,
Devon stepped forward and dropped to her knees in front of
me. She immediately pulled my shorts downward, allowing my
full, bulging cock to spring out and be finally be freed.
I tossed my head back and sighed wildly as Devon grasped
the base of my shaft and quickly engulfed it into her mouth.
I then lowered my head and found that her eyes were fixated
upon my face as the familiar head-bobbing motion commenced.
Pleasure was coursing throughout my entire body thanks to
Devon and her incredible mouth, but something else caught my
attention. Lindsay tip-toed over to the bed and took a seat
on its edge, then lifted the front of her schoolgirl skirt
upward to show me the white panties she had on underneath.
"Oh God..." I then moaned, as the vixen placed a single
fingertip upon the cotton panties. Her knees high and
spread wide over the bed, Lindsay kept her eyes in synch
with mine and began twirling her finger in hot circles upon
her white panties. Her face suddenly awash with delight,
Lindsay nodded her head at me and giggled once again.
Devon growled with an even mixture of hunger and lust as
she literally inhaled the full length of my shaft into her
velvety mouth. I nearly lost my balance in response to the
sudden jolt of excitement. I quickly steadied myself, then
glared down at Devon and admired the sight of her head as it
began to frantically bob itself over and upon my hard shaft.
I shook my own head in erotic amazement, then sighed with
undeniable arousal as I then re-focused all of my attention
upon Lindsay. Her long blonde hair, tied into two bushy
pig-tails, looked absolutely exquisite. The smile upon her
sweet-cheeks face as she stimulated herself was so totally
pure and genuine. Those ruby-red lips and pearly-white teeth
of hers seemed to be begging me for a gooey cum-shot...
Then I tried to make sense of everything that was going
on right now. Lindsay had first appeared here in my private
suite, dressed as a schoolgirl. After some brief teasing,
she called Devon - who was donned in a cheerleader uniform -
into the room. These two ladies, judging by what happened
last night, seemed to go to together like oil and water.
Devon was none too pleased that Lindsay had interrupted she
and I last evening, before I finally sent the teen-ager off.
Devon even went as far as to give Lindsay a death-stare.
Now, however, it seemed these two ladies went together
like bread and butter. Did my words of love and devotion
last evening for Devon finally allow her to loosen up, and
truly enjoy her time on the island with the others? She and
Lindsay did seem like a nice couple, especially with those
sinful uniforms of theirs on...
Devon withdrew my cock from her mouth and began stroking
it rather briskly with her right hand. At the same time,
she used her left to gently cup and massage my aching balls.
We glared at one another as she squirmed about upon her
knees beneath me, the mutual lust between us multiplying by
the second. Devon looked so breathtakingly gorgeous...
"Oh yeah!" I heard Lindsay squeal, which caused me to
look up at her once more. Still with her red-and-black
checkered skirt hiked up as she lounged upon the bed, Lindsay
now had a hand buried inside her panties. I could tell that
she was using a pair of fingers to pleasure herself, while
her deep blue eyes were focused on Devon as the 25-year-old
goddess continued with her monumental hand-job upon me.
"He is about to blow," Devon sneered, turning her face
to look at Lindsay. "Why don't you come over here, honey,
and help me finish him off?" Devon smiled as Lindsay
continued to masturbate. "Don't worry, sweetheart. Your
little pussy will be taken care of soon enough."
"Oh God..." I moaned again, as Lindsay suddenly grinned
and dropped to her knees. She then moved up beside Devon
and offered her yet another tongue-filled kiss. Devon was
still stroking my cock, but then deferred it to Lindsay as
the 19-year-old opened her mouth and swallowed it whole.
"Look at that little ass," Devon smiled, lifting the hem
of Lindsay's skirt as she started to bob back-and-forth upon
my erection. Devon offered Lindsay a heavy swat with an
open hand, saying, "What a pretty, little ass..."
Lindsay squealed in response but continued to bob her
head over and upon my hard shaft. Her sparkling blue eyes
were full of life and energy as she glared up at me. Devon
was right earlier. I was about to blow.
"I'm a cheerleader, and you're a schoolgirl," Devon
chirped, now playing with one of Lindsay's bushy pig-tails.
"What do you think Jeremy should dress up as, for us?"
Lindsay withdrew my throbbing cock from her hungry mouth
and giggled, "A policeman!"
"That's just because you'd like him to handcuff you,"
Devon countered, which made my eyes widen.
"Then what do you suggest?" Lindsay smiled.
"Sailor boy," Devon snickered. "You know... he could
have one of those white uniforms on... maybe even a little
hat." She nodded her head and laughed, "He'd be so cute!"
"How about a Chippendale dancer?" Lindsay asked, which
caused both she and Devon to break out into a fit of
uncontrollable laughter. "Couldn't you just imagine Jeremy
in a G-string?" My heart was pumping wildly at this verbal
exchange as both ladies continued to laugh. "Maybe all of
us could stuff dollar bills down it!"
Still snorting out in a hysterical rage, Devon countered,
"A whole dollar? I might give him a nickel!"
"A penny!" Lindsay exclaimed. "We could weigh his
G-string down with pennies!"
"Hey..." I finally spoke, my voice full of mock anger.
"That's not very nice, girls." I smiled and added, "If I
was a male stripper, I'd want both of you to stuff nothing
but your telephone numbers down MY G-string."
What a frightening thought - me, as a stripper! AHHHHH!
"I love sucking cock!" Lindsay exclaimed, as she licked
and slurped away upon mine. "But I like licking pussy too."
"Hmmmmm... show me," Devon suddenly purred, taking a seat
upon the carpeted floor and spreading her thighs. Lindsay
smiled at Devon as she lifted her cheerleader's skirt upward
and massaged her pussy through the panties she wore.
"What about Jeremy, though?" Lindsay asked, offering a
sudden pout. "He hasn't cum yet..."
"Jeremy can fuck you doggie-style while you eat my pussy,"
Devon suggested, which definitely sounded like a splendid
idea to me. "One catch, though. Our uniforms must stay on."
"Jeremy ain't even going to allow us to take our uniforms
off," Lindsay giggled, shaking her head. "You have nothing
to worry about there. I can see it in his eyes."
Lindsay then turned her head and looked up at me with
pleading, puppy-dog eyes. She frowned a bit before asking,
"Will you do me a favor, Jeremy? Please?"
"What?" I asked, the excitement level within me reaching
a fever pitch. Not only were these two ladies dressed up
in sexy costumes - which was enough to get my juices going -
but their verbal exchanges were driving me insane! "What is
it? I'll do anything for you, Lindsay. You know that."
Lindsay kissed the very tip of my cock and begged, "Will
you PLEASE fuck Devon in the ass today?"
That was it.
Lindsay flinched, obviously not expecting a sudden blast
of sperm to jettison from my cock and onto her adorable face.
I couldn't help myself. My entire body shivered and trembled
with pure excitement as the heated sensations of release
simply coursed all throughout me.
There was a second eruption, most of which landed directly
upon the 19-year-old's forehead. A third, smaller shot hit
her square in her bright, smiling teeth.
"Should I take that as a yes Lindsay, I will fuck Devon
in the ass tonight for you?" she giggled.
I could do nothing right now but grunt and growl in the
aftermath of my sudden climax. Lindsay and Devon, it seemed,
were quite buddy-buddy with one another right now. My best
guess was that Devon had finally loosened up and allowed
herself to have fun with the others. But it seemed strange
that she would share me with - of all people - Lindsay.
"Devon really deserves a good ass-fucking tonight," she
went on. "She deserves one, really bad."
"Oh?" the 25-year-old wondered. "Why do I deserve one?"
"Are you denying it?" Lindsay asked, her eyes flashing as
she glanced at Devon.
"Well... not really," she returned. "I guess I deserve a
good ass-fucking everyday. God knows I'd like one everyday."
Lindsay smiled, then looked back up at me. "Will you,
Jeremy? Fuck Devon in the ass? Maybe you could even throw
in a little spanking for her, too?"
"A spanking?" Devon exclaimed, laughing. "You make it
sound like I did something wrong, and need punishment."
"Well... you have," Lindsay murmured. "Just look at you.
You look like a billion dollar whore with that cheerleader
outfit on. I could just see you walking into some guy's
hotel room with that uniform on. You'd bend over and show
him your ass, and ask if he wanted any room service."
"I look like a whore?" Devon snickered. "Look at you...
little Miss Pig-Tails! You look like you're no older than
13 or 14 with that schoolgirl outfit on!"
"Oh, I don't look THAT young," Lindsay corrected her.
She turned her attention toward me once more. "But please,
Jeremy? Please? Please fuck Devon in the ass today, and
spank her. Spank her really good!"
"Quit your baby-whining and get down here, and lick my
pussy!" Devon said to Lindsay, her tone both playful and
impatient. Her cheerleader's skirt hiked above her waist,
Devon pulled her panties down and off, warning Lindsay,
"Else, I'll spank you!"
"You can spank me anyway," the little blonde giggled,
before finally settling down onto her elbows and knees
between Devon's widespread thighs. "Amy spanked me earlier
and it got me SO hot." An instant later, Lindsay extended
her tongue and immediately began swiping away at Devon's
tender folds. Devon moaned in response, then flipped the
front of her skirt over Lindsay's head, concealing it.
"Isn't Lindsay a sweetheart?" Devon asked me, stroking
the blonde's head through her pleated skirt, as she looked
up at me. "I just think she is so adorable."
"Looks like you're best friends now," I mused, as Devon's
body already started to vibrate because of Lindsay's tongue.
"I'm best friends with all the girls," Devon countered,
which brought a smile to my face. She offered me an impish
grin and whispered, "I have no reason to be jealous anymore.
I'm going to dive in head-first and enjoy this summer."
"Oh fuck yeah," Devon suddenly squealed, as she continued
to stroke and caress Lindsay's head through her skirt. She
squirmed about in response to the 19-year-old's tongue
before saying, "Trish must be teaching you well, honey."
"Oh yes," Lindsay murmured, her face still nestled between
Devon's thighs. "I lick her pussy several times a day. She
lets me have all the practice I want on her!" Her tongue
increased its tempo upon Devon's womanly folds as Lindsay
coyly added, "This drives Trish crazy."
The sudden change in Lindsay's pace seemed to quiet the
girls down, and make them concentrate on one another. Devon
purred and arched her back in response to her young lover's
tongue. She squeezed her thighs around Lindsay's head, but
the little blonde continued busily lapping away at her.
As she was perched upon her elbows and knees, her face
buried between Devon's thighs, I had an inviting view of
Lindsay from behind. The red-and-black checkered schoolgirl
skirt she had on was riding high now, exposing her little
ass and the cotton panties which clutched it so very tightly.
Lindsay must have known that I was gawking at her from
behind, because she wiggled that picture-perfect ass of hers
at me in a continual, non-stop motion. Her movements were a
bit exaggerated, so I figured that she was putting on a good
show for my benefit. I was not complaining, mind you.
But just the mere sight of Lindsay's ass - combined with
the idea of the many (erotic) things that I could do to it -
was more than enough to get my cock fully erect.
"OH! Don't you dare!" Devon exclaimed, a timid look on
her face as she glared at Lindsay, an instant before letting
out a wild scream. "You little slut! Get that finger out
of my ass! Get it out! RIGHT NOW!"
"You know you love it, baby," Lindsay remarked, as Devon's
eyes flashed with anger. Despite that, I could tell that
this was still part of their game. They were playing with
one another. "Amy taught me this herself."
"My ass is reserved for Jeremy tonight!" Devon huffed,
which nearly caused my cock to explode once again. "Get
that finger out, you little whore!"
"Make me!" Lindsay squealed, as she then really started
to bear down on Devon's pussy with her lips and tongue.
She made the 25-year-old grunt and squeal as her tongue
now flicked itself over and across Devon's puffy clitoris at
a rapid-fire speed. At the same time, Lindsay was jamming
her right index finger hard and fast into Devon's rectum.
"Fuck that little whore before she makes me cum!" Devon
exclaimed, her eyes now focused upon me. "Fuck her good!"
Even before Devon's torrid demand had fully registered
in my mind, I was on my knees and nestled up close behind
Lindsay's twitching ass. Using both hands, I yanked her
panties downward - to mid-thigh - but didn't dare touch the
schoolgirl skirt. It was still flipped up beyond her waist
as I fisted my pulsating cock and inserted into her pussy.
I grimaced at first, trying to adjust to the vice-tight
grip which always seemed to occur upon my shaft whenever I
penetrated Lindsay. I sighed as well, then was able to
slide the entire length of my erection into her folds.
Lindsay moaned harshly, but continued forward with her
cunnilingus work upon Devon. "Oh!" she squealed, as I
then pulled my cock out, and shoved it back into her just
as quickly. "Oh God, yes! Fuck me, Jeremy! FUCK ME!"
Lindsay screamed at the top of her lungs as I began to
thrust my way in-and-out of her pussy with rapid aggression.
I growled myself, with one hand perched upon her slender
waist and the other reaching upward - holding onto one of
those addictive, bushy pig-tails. Lindsay kept screaming
out her arousal as she tilted her head back for a short
moment. Then, she dove right back into that all-you-can-eat
buffet, which was otherwise known as Devon's pussy.
"Absolutely delicious!" Lindsay exclaimed, now pounding a
fist upon the carpeted floor as I continually plowed into
the 19-year-old vixen from behind. My breathing ragged, I
pumped myself harder and faster into her. Soon, my speed and
tempo maxed out, and I was drilling her as hard as possible.
I was so consumed with Lindsay that for an instant, I had
forgotten that Devon was with us as well. I was quickly
reminded of her, however, once she screamed out in what was
obviously a rip-roaring, earth-shattering orgasm. Arching
her neck and back, and clutching both breasts through the
cheerleader top she wore, Devon's blue eyes were wide and
looming as she glared at Lindsay with a look of pure lust.
Lindsay kept her face buried between Devon's widespread
thighs, lapping up all the luscious nectar that was her
reward for a job well done. I put a momentary halt to my
thrusting motions, allowing Lindsay to luxuriate in the
taste of her lover's depths. Devon writhed and squirmed
about upon the floor for quite awhile, continually moaning
out her immense pleasure until her orgasm finally subsided.
"Oh, you sweet thing!" Devon then exclaimed, sitting up
and immediately finding Lindsay's mouth with her own. My
cock still embedded (and for the time being, dormant) in
Lindsay's pussy, she and Devon shared a rather sloppy, but
heated kiss. I smiled at the mere sight.
Lindsay placed one hand upon Devon's face as their kiss
continued, and soon heightened in intensity. When I resumed
my thrusting motion, however, Lindsay screamed and broke her
kiss with Devon, who leaned back and smiled. She had a clear
view as I pulverized Lindsay and her sweet, tender pussy.
"Oh yeah... fuck her hard!" Devon encouraged, her eyes
ablaze with passion, as she now looked directly at me.
"Give her what she wants! Give her what she NEEDS!"
Every last ounce of strength within my body was being
used as I gave Lindsay all I could in terms of effort and
intensity. I absolutely hammered her with my hard cock,
blazing a trail through her inner depths. Lindsay continued
to scream out in unbridled lust, but at the same time, Devon
was still full of encouragement.
"Rip her apart! YES! Fuck her! Fuck her harder! Oh,
look at her! Look at her! She needs it SO BAD!"
Grunting, I closed my eyes. Lindsay and I were rocking
together on the very brink of madness, and Devon was just
making things all the more exciting with her words. I was
extremely close to blowing a monstrous load...
When I opened my eyes and caught a glimpse of Lindsay's
flipped-up schoolgirl skirt as I blasted away at her, I
literally felt something pop inside of me. Whatever it was,
it then snapped as I watched Lindsay's bushy pig-tails flail
and bounce about with reckless abandon.
I screamed out like there was no tomorrow as my shaft
erupted within the tight, unforgiving confines of the little
blonde's pussy. Lindsay jammed her ass hard against my
pelvis and screamed out with her own undeniable pleasure,
then both of us began to shudder and vibrate together.
It felt as though I was trapped inside a pressure-cooker
until my orgasm finally crested, and then slowly faded away.
Feeling a bit woozy, I blinked several times and withdrew my
shaft from the teen-ager's sweet folds. On my knees, I took
a step back and then collapsed into a seated position.
"I've always wanted a schoolgirl," Devon giggled, as she
pulled Lindsay into her lap and kissed her. Both hands were
already roaming as Devon groped Lindsay's ass, as well as
her smallish breasts through the vest and blouse she wore.
Lindsay responded to her lover by cupping and squeezing
her full, lavish breasts with both hands. Lindsay even
ripped away the cheerleader shell top which Devon had on,
exposing her breasts so she could grope them bare.
"We're supposed to leave our uniforms on!" Devon huffed
playfully, her lips pursed together tightly.
"I can't touch your breasts without also seeing them,"
Lindsay said, now planting kiss after kiss upon Devon's
face and neck. "It would drive me crazy. Leave your
skirt on... I think it's what Jeremy likes the most."
My eyes went wide with arousal as both ladies pressed
their mouths together for another mutual exchange of lips and
tongues. My cock had been thoroughly drained moments ago,
but now it seemed it was twitching with newfound life once
again. Where I got this energy from, I'll never know.
Devon broke their shared kiss, then spread her legs out
and forced Lindsay to settle front-down upon her lap.
Lindsay turned her face and looked up at Devon, her blue
eyes flashing with anticipation.
"What are you doing?"
"I'm going to spank you," Devon replied nonchalantly,
pulling Lindsay's panties (which had been at mid-thigh) all
the way down, and off. "God knows you deserve it. You're
such a perverted, little girl!"
"Perverted?" Lindsay asked, acting if she had taken some
offense. "I'm not perverted! I'm too innocent for that..."
Devon shook her head and laughed, then placed her right
hand close to Lindsay's upturned ass. Flicking her wrist
rapidly, Devon delivered a series of hard, quick-hitting
slaps to Lindsay's ass with an open palm. The little vixen
squirmed and writhed about in Devon's lap, and then started
to scream and grunt in response to the harsh blows.
"Oh... did I hurt my poor baby?" Devon mocked seconds
later, pouting, as she tucked the hemline of Lindsay's
red-and-black checkered schoolgirl skirt into its waistband.
Then, she leaned over and tenderly kissed the aching, red
welts upon Lindsay's quivering ass. "You poor thing...
Devon is going to make it better. Much better!"
Devon held true to her promise as she resumed the hard
slapping motion upon Lindsay's ass. The 19-year-old first
grunted, then squealed, as her face now rocked from side to
side in utter pleasure. It appeared as though Lindsay
absolutely LOVED to be spanked...
Before I knew what happened next, Devon had both of her
arms around me, and was blistering my mouth with a heated,
passionate kiss. Apparently, she discarded Lindsay for the
time being and decided to focus her attention upon me.
It took me a second or two to respond, but soon I met
Devon's kiss with equal fervor and passion. I held the
intoxicating blonde close to me, and let one hand trail
downward - to her ass. I cupped it through the little skirt
she still had on, massaging it's firmness. The thin fabric
of her skirt, by the way, felt truly exquisite upon my hand.
"Hmmmmm," the 25-year-old moaned, breaking our kiss and
looking into my eyes. "Tell me, Jeremy. How much cum did
you just pump into 'lil Lindsay's pussy?"
I hesitated for a moment before answering, "A lot."
"Hmmmmm, good," she purred. "I'm gonna suck every last
drop of it out of her." Devon smiled and ended our embrace,
but not before offering me a kiss on the cheek. Then, she
turned toward Lindsay and said, "How about it, sweetheart?
Want me to suck that cum right out of your pussy?"
"Only if you share it with me," Lindsay replied, pointing
toward her own mouth. "With kisses."
"Of course I'll share," Devon grinned. "That's what the
summer is about. Sharing." She turned toward me and offered
a coy reminder, "Remember, Jeremy... you owe me an ass-fuck."
"And a spanking!" Lindsay added, giggling. "Jeremy, don't
forget to spank her! She really deserves one now!"
"Get on your back and spread your legs before I give you
ANOTHER spanking!" Devon warned her, a quirky gleam in her
eyes. "It's time for my afternoon snack."
I watched intently as Devon spread the soaked folds of
Lindsay's pussy with her right hand. She then moved her
face in for a closer inspection, resulting in an excited
groan from the little minx at the initial tongue-to-pussy
contact. Once again, my limp cock was being rejuvenated.
It twitched and quivered with newfound life.
Devon let out a low, guttural moan as she soon withdrew
her head from the depths of Lindsay's pussy. I gulped my
throat and watched in fascination as the shapely blonde had
her tongue out and extended, with a thick glob of sperm
resting in its center. Carefully, she moved toward
Lindsay's own face - not wanting to spill the juice - and
was met with an open, expectant mouth. Devon slipped her
tongue inside, depositing the blob of sperm there, before
each lady shared an intimate, touching kiss.
"Hmmmmm, delicious," Lindsay moaned, her eyes flashing as
she licked her lips. "Nothing quite like the taste of cum.
Especially Jeremy's cum!"
"Plenty of your pussy juices are mixed in with Jeremy's
cum," Devon reminded her.
"My pussy juices taste good, too," Lindsay murmured.
"Get me some more, Devon. I'm thirsty."
Devon smiled before moving her face between Lindsay's
thighs to repeat the same process from earlier. After
spreading Lindsay's glistening folds open, Devon snaked her
tongue inside and went searching for another glob of sperm.
Eventually she found one, and with it squarely centered on
her extended tongue, Devon again offered it to Lindsay's
mouth through a very wet, sloppy kiss.
"Hmmmmm," the 19-year-old moaned, voicing her satisfaction
one more time. "It tastes so good! I wish they sold bottles
of sperm like they do bottles of milk."
"It would be all you'd drink!" Devon laughed.
"You too!" Lindsay shot back.
Devon reached back with her right hand and smacked her
own ass three successive times, then turned her head and
looked at me. "Come on, Jeremy. I'm waiting..."
"Fuck that ass!" Lindsay squealed, giggling. "Hey...
maybe after he finishes with you, he can fuck my ass, too!"
I groaned out like a madman as with those words, my cock
suddenly reached its full potential. I glanced downward and
admired the sight of Devon's bouncy skirt as she was perched
upon her hands and knees. I grabbed the hemline of the
skirt and tucked the back of it into its waistband, allowing
me full access to Devon's rounded, tight ass.
"I already lubed her up for you," Lindsay chirped. "So
just jam your big cock into that ass and go to town!"
Devon slid upward, so her face was directly in line with
Lindsay's, as she hovered above her. Next, Devon placed a
hand upon Lindsay's forehead and stared intently at her.
"Why do you want Jeremy to do my ass so much?" Again, there
was that playful tent to her voice.
"No other reason than I want to see Jeremy pound your ass
and hear you squeal like a pig," Lindsay grinned. "I just
LOVE it when you squeal during sex. You're at your loudest
then. You almost raised the roof during that orgy..."
"Then I'm gonna make you squeal, too," Devon promised.
"Scream, even. Today, your pussy belongs to me."
The two ladies smiled at each other before sharing one
more intimate, soul-touching kiss. Then, Devon slid back
down Lindsay's body and settled her face inbetween her
outstretched thighs. With the schoolgirl skirt fanned out
above her waist, Lindsay began to squirm and writhe about
upon the floor as Devon eagerly lapped away upon her folds.
Grunting, I then fisted my cock and nudged its tip upon
the small, air-tight crevice that was Devon's rectum. I
winced with an incredible mixture of pain and pleasure as
somehow, I was able to forge my erection through that
seemingly unbreakable barrier.
Devon's entire body tightened and flinched as I slowly
but surely guided inch after tantalizing inch into her
bowels. Soon, the entire length of my cock was buried
inside of her. I looked down for a moment and gulped at
the sight of my testicles - all snug and nestled tight upon
Devon's upturned, beautiful ass.
"Fuck her," Lindsay encouraged, her eyes locked on me as
she offered a smile for emphasis. "Fuck her hard!"
Never one to disappoint, I began to gradually thrust my
way in-and-out of Devon's anus. With each inward stroke,
however, my speed and tempo steadily increased. Soon, I was
hammering away at her as hard as I possibly could.
Of course, this brought nothing from Devon except those
aforementioned squeals - loud and booming. I don't know how
she also found the time to concentrate on the exploration
of Lindsay's pussy with her tongue. Devon did, however.
Her tongue was swirling like crazy upon her counterpart's
folds as I repeatedly jammed myself in-and-out of her.
"YES!" Lindsay screamed, as I drew my right hand back
and slapped it hard upon Devon's quivering ass. "Spank
her!" she pleaded, as Devon grunted and yelped out her lust.
"Spank her! She's a naughty cheerleader! A very naughty
cheerleader! Spank her! Spank her HARD!"
I nodded my head at Lindsay as I used both hands to swat
and slap away upon Devon's upturned ass, while not taking
away from my forceful thrusting motion. In no time flat,
her skin was a bright shade of red. With her even mixture
of grunts and squeals, I could easily tell that Devon was
truly enjoying this rather harsh treatment, too.
Lindsay was still squirming around like a fish out of
water as Devon continually used full, sweeping licks of
her tongue to orally stimulate her. In the process, I had
to pause for an instant and admire the little vixen but
more importantly, her schoolgirl uniform, one more time.
Even while in the middle of a sexual encounter, Lindsay
still had that innocent appeal about her. Her bushy, blonde
pig-tails were splayed out upon the floor, while her smallish
breasts bounced and jiggled about within the confines of not
only a white blouse, but also a red vest over top of it. I
particularly loved the sight of her red-and-black checkered
skirt, as it was bunched up above her waistline. That way,
Devon's tongue had easy access to her pussy.
Lindsay's cotton panties were long gone, but she still
had on the white knee-socks and black saddle shoes. Her
tender knees were high in the air, by the way, as Devon
continually licked and slurped away upon her slit.
Speaking of Devon, I also had to take some time to admire
her and the cheerleader's uniform she so proudly wore.
Well, nearly half of it was a distant memory by now. The
top that she once had on had been discarded during the course
of this three-way encounter. Devon still wore the pleated
skirt, though. Of course, I had its hem tucked into the
waistband of the skirt. Thus, I had nothing in the way of
blasting myself in-and-out of her repeatedly.
"Oh God, you're gonna make me cum!" Lindsay screeched,
clenching her thighs tightly around Devon's probing head. I
watched with fascination as Lindsay grabbed her own breasts
with both hands and began mauling them through her vest and
blouse. An instant later, she let out a deafening scream,
which told me that the 19-year-old had just experienced the
wondrous, indescribable joy of orgasm.
All the while, my powerful thrusts in-and-out of Devon's
tight rectum never once let up. I slapped her ass harder
than before, then grasped it cruelly with both hands and
held on for dear life as my stamina was about to hit zero.
"Oh yeah!" Devon exclaimed, managing to get those words
in as she continually grunted and squealed in response to
my forcefulness. "Fuck my ass! Yes! Fuck it! OH GOD YES!
Oooooh, it feels so good! MY ASS! FUCK YES!"
Lindsay slithered out of Devon's reach, allowing her to
solely concentrate on our own coupling. I kept hammering
away, but also smiled as Lindsay - still flat on her back -
slipped a hand between her thighs and started masturbating.
This teen-ager had no limit when it came to satisfaction...
Speaking of such things, I screamed and roared out at the
very top of my lungs as my cock suddenly erupted somewhere
deep within Devon's bowels. I was able to push myself all
the way in, then growled and rumbled in extreme satisfaction
as I pumped heavy globs of my gooey seed into the 25-year-old
enchantress. I continued growling, making sure that every
last ounce of my sperm was deposited deep into her bowels.
My body just seemed to glow and shine in the aftermath.
For a moment, it felt as though I was going to pass out.
The pleasure was that immense.
Fortunately, Devon got to experience a taste of it, too.
She let loose with a loud squeal as her pussy also exploded,
the orgasmic juices literally flowing down her inner thighs
and dripping onto the carpeted floor.
Still clutching her ass with both hands, I groaned one
final time before collapsing forward. Completely spent, I
fell on top of Devon, pinning her beneath me. She grunted
at first, but then offered a laugh while turning her head
to look back up at me.
"That was pretty fun," she sighed, grinning, as I finally
pulled my deflated shaft out from within her rectum.
"It was wonderful," I sighed, curling my neck and finding
her lips with my own. Devon and I traded tongues for quite
some time, until I felt a hand caressing my right shoulder.
I looked up and saw Lindsay on her knees beside us. She
leaned over and attached her mouth to mine for a pleasurable
kiss, while offering a finger from her opposite hand to
Devon's lips. She nuzzled and it sucked it into her mouth,
as Lindsay and I shared a tender, heart-warming kiss.
"I want to suck on your cock some more," the little vixen
announced, to which I let out an exasperated sigh. I was so
exhausted right now that it would be quite some time before
I could muster up another erection.
* * *
"It was all a setup," Devon told me several hours later,
as she and I hiked our way through the valley on this warm,
beautiful evening. "I asked Lindsay if she would like to
help me in seducing you. I noticed how much you liked my
French Maid's uniform last night. I figured you would love
a schoolgirl and cheerleader, too. Lindsay and I are the
same size, so I let her borrow the schoolgirl uniform."
"I definitely loved it," were my words. "I couldn't
believe that I had two gorgeous women dress up for me like
that. Thank you, Devon." I smiled and added, "It seems as
if you had a really great time with Lindsay, too."
"I was mad at her until last night, because I thought she
was stealing your attention from me," Devon nodded. "But I
found out that wasn't the case, so I'm not angry anymore. I
am just like you, Jeremy. Lindsay is a little doll. She
was the perfect choice to help me seduce you earlier today."
"French Maid, schoolgirl, cheerleader..." I grinned. "Do
you have any other naughty costumes tucked away, dear?"
"Maybe," Devon smirked in response. "You'll have to wait
and find out. I have many surprises up my sleeve."
"And what a beautiful sleeve that is," I remarked, which
made both of us bust out into a fit of brief laughter.
The lush, green valley which we were hiking through was
located on the eastern half of the island. It was situated
between two of the larger mountains on the island. The
natural fauna and flora, waterfalls, basins and bay truly
made this particular area a tropical haven.
"If I wasn't here, Jeremy, who would be your favorite?"
Devon wondered. "I imagine it would be Lindsay?"
"Not necessarily," I told her after a short pause. "It
would probably be Pamela. Remember, my sole purpose in
bringing all of you ladies here for these ten weeks was so
hopefully, I could find someone who was interested in a
long-term relationship with me. Lindsay is great, and she
drives me crazy... but that is it. All she is interested in
right now in her life is having a good time. I want more."
"I like Pamela a lot, too," Devon nodded, licking her
lips for emphasis. "I'll never forget that lap dance she
gave me last week. It was so hot..."
"Pamela would be my choice if not for you," I told Devon.
"But you have nothing to worry about, sweetheart. As I said
last night, I find you much more attractive than Pamela. I
do not insult or downplay her by saying that, either. What
it does is elevate you above her... that's all. Pamela is
an absolutely gorgeous woman. You're beyond that, though."
"Stephanie is really nice, too," Devon murmured as she
and I continued along the pathway through the valley. "One
thing with her, though... she is sort of a blabber-mouth.
Whatever I tell Stephanie, everyone seems to know about it
if not within a couple of hours, then the next day. She is
nice and all, but I don't confide in her anymore."
"I like Trish myself," I followed up. "She is so intent
and focused upon Lindsay, though. Trish seems to have
tunnel vision for only Lindsay."
"I overheard Trish talking with Pamela just yesterday,"
Devon told me. "Trish was saying that she is going to ask
Lindsay if she would be interested in moving to Canada with
her after the summer ends. Pamela said that she did not
think Lindsay would go for that, since she is so close to
her mom and three sisters because her father passed away.
Trish then said that she would be willing to sacrifice her
own family, and move to Ohio with Lindsay. All Trish wants,
she said, is to spend the rest of her life with Lindsay."
I smiled at those words because they were very warm and
touching, but also looked at them from a different view. "I
just can't imagine that Lindsay is looking for that type of
commitment. I know she gets along really well with Trish,
but I can't see that happening. Lindsay is too wild and
carefree to settle down like that. I... I hope Trish does
not get her hopes up too high. I don't want her to be hurt."
"That is what Pamela warned her about," Devon nodded.
"She said that Lindsay is too young to think about settling
down right now. Trish did not care to listen, though. She
said she is going to spring the proposal, so to speak, upon
Lindsay sooner rather than later. She is REALLY in love...
kind of like how I feel about you, Jeremy."
"The feeling is mutual," I grinned, leaning forward and
planting a simple kiss upon Devon's lips. "Very mutual." I
glanced at my wristwatch, then back at Devon. "It's 6:30,
princess. By the time we hike back to the Jeep and then
drive to the mansion, it will be dinner-time." I grasped
Devon by the hand and started guiding her in the direction
where my Jeep was located.
"I'm kind of scared about dinner," she told me. "It is a
Kristanna Special, right? She is getting Louisa to fix up
some Norwegian food? All I have heard about Norwegians in
my life is that they eat some pretty crazy stuff."
"I agree with you there," I told her. "Believe me, I
have watched Kristanna eat fish pudding before."
"Fish pudding?" Devon exclaimed, taken back.
"Don't worry, though," I assured her. "What we are having
tonight is pretty good. She got Louisa to fix lutefisk,
which is Norwegian cod-fish soaked in lye, but prepared a
special way. People in Norway go bonkers over it. It's
pretty good. I don't care for lutefisk pizza, though."
"Lutefisk pizza?" Devon exclaimed, trying to hold back a
laugh. "Are you serious? I'm not having that."
"No, we're just having regular lutefisk," I assured her,
before laughing. "Don't listen to Kristanna, though. She
has some pretty crazy ideas. She has always tried to tell
me that America is a Norwegian colony. It has been that way
since the year 1004 A-D, when Leif Erickson discovered it.
That is what Kristanna will have you believe, at least." I
laughed once again and added, "She is just kidding, though.
Kristanna could be a comedian - she is so funny."
"Her voice and accent makes me laugh sometimes," Devon
confessed. "Sometimes, I have to hide my face and mouth so
I won't offend or upset her with my laughing."
"I laugh at her all the time," were my words. "Don't
worry, dear. Kristanna won't become offended."
"It was good to see her and Lindsay talking and giggling
at the breakfast table this morning," Devon observed. "I
think Lindsay hurt her feelings last night by shrugging her
away. But this morning, everything seemed to be okay."
"That's wonderful," I smiled.
"Are you in good shape?"
I gave Devon a curious look and countered, "Why do you
ask me a question such as that?"
"I'll race you!" Devon answered, her voice full of great
zest and enthusiasm. She pointed toward a large, majestic
tree about 300 feet away from our current position. "I'll
race you over to there! How about it?"
"Wanna put a wager on it?" I grinned.
"Sure," she replied. "What do you have in mind?"
I smiled at her. "If I win the race, you suck my cock.
If you win the race, you suck my cock."
Devon laughed and said, "That's a one-sided bet!"
"It's one I can't lose, either way," I told her, before
sprinting off toward that tree.
"HEY!" Devon protested as I left her in the dust. She
began running after me and exclaimed, "Wait for me!"
Once I eventually allowed Devon to catch up with me, and
then pass me, I smiled to myself as she was the first to
reach the tree. Because of our long discussion just last
evening, today was the first time Devon felt safe and secure
in her relationship with me. She was no longer tense or
scared that one of the other ladies, namely Lindsay, would
overtake her on my personal favorite list. Now able to rest
and relax, Devon was loose, and having fun. I liked that.
That point was emphasized even more once as I approached
Devon at the tree in the final leg of my sprint. She was
jumping up and down in mock celebration, but then squealed
as I playfully tackled her and brought her to the ground
with me. I fiercely wrapped my arms around her body, then
smashed my lips to hers for a playful, yet lust-ridden kiss.
"Hmmmmm," she moaned after our long, drawn-out kiss had
finally reached its conclusion. "Let's skip the lutefisk
and stay right here, under this tree." Devon reached for
my belt and tugged it loose, then yanked my shorts downward.
My semi-hard cock sprang into view and she proclaimed, "This
is all the dinner I need - right here!"
As she opened and closed her mouth over my shaft, only
one thought came to my mind...
Devon was all the woman I needed.
<<<- End of Part 14 ->>>
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