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"Island Paradise" - Chapter 15 of ?? - Completely re-written
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"While we're out and about on the island, what exactly is
it that you do all day long?" was Pamela's question for me,
as the two of us lounged together in my personal suite.
Despite my love and devotion for Devon, I was not about
to pass up the opportunity at an evening with Pamela whenever
one became available. Devon had plans of spending the night
with Amy and Stephanie. It would have been interesting to
sit back in my voyeur room and watch the three-way encounter
with my surveillance system, but Pamela asked if she could
stay with me tonight. Of course, I said yes.
As I reclined on the bed, the busty stripper settled
herself into a nearby chair as I contemplated on ways to
answer her query without giving away the whole truth.
"I stay busy," was my response. "It takes a lot of time
and effort to run the island, and make sure everything is in
tip-top working order." Despite my confident tone of voice,
I do not think Pamela fully bought what I was telling her.
"I make a lot of phone calls," I continued. "I have to
make sure we get enough food and supplies each week. At the
same time, I do not want to over-order. I go through a lot
of plans and scenarios in my mind." Now I was reaching...
"What would that take?" Pamela openly wondered in a
cynical tone. "An hour each day? What do you do for the
all the other time?"
I knew where this conversation was headed, but I decided
to shift gears a little bit. "Why do you want to know all
of this, Pamela? Why does what I do... why does it matter?"
She shrugged her shoulders and returned, "It's not just
me but it's all the girls. We go out each day on the island
and do things together. We exercise together, we go
swimming... we play games, sit around and talk, listen to
music. Lots of things. We have a great time together."
"That's wonderful," I told her. "That's what I was hoping
for when I brought all of you girls here to the island in the
first place. I want all of you to get along and be friends."
"Yes, it is wonderful," she countered. "But at the same
time, while we're doing all these things, you're usually
nowhere to be found. I am not the only one who wonders what
exactly it is that you do all day long. We ALL wonder."
Pamela paused, waiting for a response, but did not get one.
"Jeremy... the point is that we just wish you would do more
things with us. The only times we see you anymore is during
breakfast and dinner, and when we have sex with you. You
have only gone out with us a precious, few times."
If I acted quickly, perhaps I could steer the conversation
away from how I keep myself occupied each day...
"Is that what you want?" I asked her. "You want me to go
out and spend time with you and the others? You want me to
do whatever it is that you and the girls do each day?"
"Yes!" she replied emphatically, nodding her head.
I shrugged my shoulders and countered in an innocent tone,
"I didn't think any of you wanted me to do those things... I
thought it was an all-girl thing." Oh, that was good. My
tone was purely convincing.
Pamela shook her head and then offered a faint smile.
"Why don't you go down to the beach with us tomorrow?" was
her question. "After my morning exercise with Kristanna and
Trish, and any of the other girls who want to join us... we
want you to come to the beach with us." She paused and
added, "During our workout, you will have plenty of time to
go through those PLANS and SCENARIOS in your head."
Now, Pamela's piercing expression told me that she knew I
was holding something back in my explanation. Of course, I
couldn't tell her or any of the other girls the whole truth.
How would they react if they knew I spied on virtually their
every move with the help of my trusty voyeur room?
"I think you're up to something sneaky," the blonde said,
her arms folded as she continued glaring at me. I had good
reason to consider Pamela a very smart and intellectual sort.
Her suspicions were ample proof why.
"I just like to keep to myself," I told her, the defense
shield within my body primed and ready. "Is that a crime?"
"Not at all," Pamela responded, before pausing. "But if
I was a guy like you... on an island alone with six girls,
seven if you count Kristanna... I would spend every waking
hour with them. I wouldn't want to keep to myself."
You may think differently, I said in my mind, if you had
the use of a voyeur room like I do Pamela...
"So are you going to the beach with us tomorrow?" was her
question. "We would appreciate it if you did."
"Of course I'll go," I replied. "As I said, I had always
thought you girls wanted to have the days to yourselves. I
was never invited to tag along, you know. Usually, the only
person who asks me to do things with her outside is Devon."
"You're invited now," Pamela said in a firm tone before
pointing at my arm. "Look at that. Barely a tan. Then
look at us... all us girls have great tans. You need to get
out and enjoy life on the island."
A little thought began to creep into my mind. Perhaps
the 26-year-old was right. Although I loved my voyeur room,
the tapes in it were always recording and would capture any
sexual action which took place.
I would always have the use of the videotapes... but the
clock was ticking in terms of how long these ladies would be
in my life. Excluding Devon (who I hoped to spend a lifetime
with), I had a little over eight weeks left with them.
Perhaps I could spend my days out and about with the
ladies, enjoying both the island and their company, before
reviewing the day's events in my voyeur room after dinner.
Of course, I would not have a lot of time to do so because I
often spent the evening with one (or more) of the girls.
Still, though, I would find time to review the archives.
"You're right, Pamela," I told her, nodding my head. "I
do need to get out and spend more time with you and the
others." I paused and added, "I was out one morning and saw
you and Trish playing tennis. I've got a pretty good tennis
game myself, you know."
Her eyes wide, Pamela countered, "Is that a challenge?"
I shrugged my shoulders. "Sure. We could have a little
bet - me and you. If I win, you suck my cock. If you win,
you suck my cock." My attempt at breaking the tension
between us was successful as Pamela giggled at my words.
Of course, it was the same bet I offered Devon yesterday.
"Challenge accepted," she snickered. "Before we go to
the beach tomorrow, you and I can have our tennis match.
Oh... and I agree to the terms too."
The sight of Pamela as she sat in the chair in front of
me, wearing her snug-fitting t-shirt and pair of ultra-tight
short-shorts... it was nearly too much for me to handle.
What looked better? Was it her incredibly large breasts
trying to burst through the thin t-shirt? Or Pamela's
graceful, long legs? Perhaps it was her wholesome face and
immaculate blonde hair. Whatever the case may be, there was
no denying that Pamela looked absolutely delicious...
"Can I ask you for a favor, dear?" was my question.
"Fire away," she countered.
"How about helping me out here?" I returned, reaching
into my shorts and pulling my erection out for her to see.
"Just looking at you right now... it is driving me crazy."
Pamela grinned and said, "Well... if you put things that
way... There's no way I can turn you down."
* * *
As I reclined back on the bed, the blonde rose from her
chair and immediately slid her buxom body over top of me.
Her jug-like breasts pressed hard against my chest, Pamela's
mouth found mine and the two of us shared a scorching kiss.
We both moaned and growled with desire as our tongues met
and danced together, while I embraced her body close to mine.
Before Devon took the spotlight from her, there was a
brief time that Pamela was by far and away my favorite of
all the ladies. There was a reason for that, too. Not only
was she incredibly beautiful, but the exotic dancer was also
very mature and level-headed. That appealed to me.
Devon had since overtaken Pamela atop the list of my
favorite woman. Lindsay was in the mix too, but I could
safely say that Pamela was second on my list. Lindsay was
a very close third. If not for Devon, Pamela would be the
woman who I focused most of my attention upon.
"Oh yeah, squeeze my breasts," the young woman panted, as
I fondled both of her massive jugs with my hands. At the
same time, our tongue-filled kiss continued and escalated to
even greater proportions.
I rolled Pamela beneath me, pinning her to the bed, while
never once taking my lips away from hers. My next move was
to reach down and yank her t-shirt upward, over her breasts.
Now with them exposed, I began to pinch and tweak both of
her thick, lush nipples as she frantically tried to shove
her tongue all the way down my throat.
"That feels so good," Pamela squealed against our shared
kiss as I pulled and yanked her nipples with my fingers.
Enjoying her sounds of passion, I broke the kiss and then
latched my mouth upon her neck. As I nibbled and licked the
sensitive area, Pamela was now given free reign to both sigh
and voice out her obvious arousal.
"Hmmmmm," was the next, leisurely sound she made. "Oh
Jeremy... that feels so good." I now peppered her neck and
shoulder with both angel kisses and licks while also firmly
massaging her full breasts with both hands. "Oh yeah... I
like that. I like that a lot."
I smiled at her approving words while also continuing
along my path of languid pleasure. For a moment or two, I
settled just beneath her neck as I kissed and worshipped the
center portion of her upper chest. In response, Pamela used
both hands and ran them over and across the crown of my head.
Her fingertips sent erotic tingles down my spine...
My mouth slid lower, only stopping once it had reached
the vast, deepened valley between her breasts. I ran my
tongue through her ample cleavage, while also thinking that
my cock would fit real nice in there a while from now...
I nuzzled my face in deep and continued swiping away for
quite some time, until deciding to focus my oral attention
upon Pamela's nipples. I took one into my mouth and sucked
on it gently, while also scraping it with my teeth. As a
result, the 26-year-old moaned hungrily and arched her back.
I then moved to the other nipple and worshipped it as well,
and received a similar reaction.
"Hmmmmm..." Pamela moaned again as I swiped my tongue over
and across her rigid nipples - alternating back-and-forth
between each of them with every probing lick.
Wanting to indulge myself in the sweet taste of her lips
once again, I sought Pamela's mouth with my own and found
it. The two of us traded both our lips and tongues over an
open-mouthed exchange as we sighed and writhed together in
an even mixture of lust and arousal.
I broke the torrid kiss long enough to pull the t-shirt
up and over her head, and quickly disposed of it. Then, my
lips found hers yet again.
As I rubbed and massaged her breasts, Pamela used her
right hand to trail it down my side and to my hip. Once
there, she curled her hand inward and latched onto my cock.
I growled in response against our burning kiss as she began
a gentle pumping and grinding with her little, skilled hand
upon my enlarged shaft. I felt so wonderful.
"Oh yeah..." she purred, our lips still very busy. "You
like that... don't you, Jeremy?"
I nodded my head and moaned in response. "Yes dear..."
Pamela giggled and said, "I like it too, Jeremy. But...
I'd like it a lot better if your cock was in my mouth."
I broke my kiss with the stacked blonde and looked down
into her alluring, friendly eyes. "Is that so, dear? You
want to suck on my cock?"
She grinned and nodded her head. "Yes, I do."
"Stay right there," I said, gently pinning her shoulders
to the bed. Once I realized she would comply with my
request, I rose up to my knees and swung one of them over
her neck. Now on my knees astride her face, I placed a
pillow underneath Pamela's head - raising it - then offered
her mouth my fully-erect, pulsing shaft.
The exotic dancer moaned as she took the bulging head of
my cock far and deep into her mouth. Her eyes flashing and
locked upon mine, Pamela started to slowly bob her head
back-and-forth as she offered me a hands-free blowjob.
"Oh yes..." I moaned while returning her stare with one
of my own. "I like this a lot better too, sweetheart."
Pamela's expression did change one bit as she very slowly
and leisurely worshipped my throbbing cock. Her green eyes
stayed focus upon mine, nearly blazing a hole right through
my body because of the pure look of both arousal and total
devotion they conveyed for me.
I gulped my throat at the mere sight while reaching down
and running my hands through her long-flowing blonde hair.
Pamela never took her eyes away from my face as she soon
gripped the base of my cock with her hand. Then, the bobbing
motion she so expertly displayed became a bit more intense.
Quickening both the pace and speed of her head-strokes,
Pamela took more and more of my erection into her mouth.
When she released its base from the clutches of her hand,
the bombshell then swallowed my entire shaft whole.
I could do nothing but squint my eyes and growl in pure
passion as the head of my cock was now lodged somewhere
deep within the reaches of Pamela's hungry throat. Her
piercing gaze still focused upon my face and eyes, I looked
down at her and shook my head in erotic amazement.
Pamela's expression broke - but just for a moment - as she
offered me a faint smile. Then, she took my cock out of her
mouth and gripped its base. Next, the blonde took half of it
back inside and began with an eager and hungry sucking.
Rolling my head in arousal, I looked up at the ceiling
and thanked the Heavens for helping me come up with the idea
of this island. At the same time, an absolute wave of pure
pleasure coursed throughout my entire body - solely thanks
to Pamela and her exquisite oral skills.
"What are you doing?" Pamela asked, a confused expression
upon her lovely face as I suddenly withdrew my cock from her
mouth. I had to inwardly remind myself of what I was doing -
foregoing a wondrous blowjob - and why I was doing it. One
look at her massive breasts, however, was all I needed...
Without giving her a verbal response, I moved down
Pamela's luscious body until I was standing on my knees
astride her chest. Then, I fisted my cock and slapped it
directly between the silken valley of her cleavage.
"OH! I know what you're doing!" Pamela giggled as she
palmed the outer sides of her breasts with both hands and
and squished them together, trapping my hard shaft between
them. "You want to fuck my breasts, huh?"
I closed my eyes and sighed, knowing my cock could easily
explode at any given moment. "Yes dear... that's what I
want. I want to fuck your breasts."
"Do it then," was her simple, sexy command.
I growled in a mixture of pure lust and erotic agony as
I started to slide my cock, all slick and moist from Pamela's
oral workings, through and between the sunken valley of her
cleavage. Due to the amount of friction created from my
shaft trapped between her heaving breasts, I nearly blew my
spermy load right there. Somehow, I managed to hold it in.
"Fuck my breasts," Pamela said in a firm, strict tone.
Now, I had to listen to her talk to me - which only added
fuel to an already out-of-control fire within myself. "Fuck
them, Jeremy. Fuck them real nice and fast!"
"Oh yeah..." she continued as I now used my hips to pump
and grind my erection between her cleavage. With Pamela
squishing her breasts together, the erotic feeling within me
was multiplied ten-fold. It felt as if my shaft was having
the absolute life squeezed out of it. "Oh yeah, Jeremy!
Fuck my breasts! Fuck them! FUCK THEM!"
I growled, trying my best to hold back what promised to
be not only an incredible orgasm, but also a very messy one.
It was all I could to contain myself.
"Oh yeah," Pamela purred, her eyes fixated upon my face
as I continued thrusting away. Of course, her words were
fanning my inner fire. She was quite the talker during sex.
"You like fucking my breasts - don't you, Jeremy? Don't
you?" She let out a content sigh and added, "Oh, your cock
feels so big and strong between my breasts... come on, fuck
me harder. Fuck my breasts harder!"
I roared out in a mad rage of desire as I did my best to
comply with her request. My hips began to churn faster than
before, the speed of my thrusting cock increasing. I was
about set to explode. Despite that, my efforts still did
not meet Pamela's expectations.
"HARDER!" she demanded.
I growled once again and nearly lost control of myself.
My eyes locked with hers, Pamela gave me a sneering look as
her voluptuous body rocked about on the bed with each of my
forward strokes. I was giving her everything I had...
"Do you want to cum on me?" she asked, using her patented,
teasing voice, as I hammered away. "All over my face? Come
on, Jeremy." She extended her tongue and said, "Come on...
cum all over my face. I want it. I want it, really bad..."
"FUUUUUCK!" I screamed as she had simply pushed me toward
the boiling point - and then past it.
On my next forward up-stroke, I gripped my cock and then
it erupted like a volcano. The end result, after three huge
explosions, was that Pamela's cover-girl face was completely
covered with my sticky, gooey sperm.
The first cum-shot had landed square on her forehead,
catching a good portion of her silky hair in the process.
The next caught her eyes and nose, followed by the finale
landing directly on her cheek and extended tongue. Simply
put, Pamela was a complete and sticky mess.
What a beautiful sight...
When the powerful sensations within my body crested and
eventually faded away, I felt like collapsing onto the bed.
However, Pamela took my half-hard cock into her mouth and
gave it a gentle sucking... giving me a renewed sense of
vigor. All the while, she offered me a friendly grin as her
sparkling eyes never lost contact with mine.
"Oh yeah," she purred seconds later, now rubbing the tip
of my cock across her cum-covered face. "I liked that."
I sighed and shook my head in erotic amazement at her.
"You're something else, Pamela." What an incredible woman!
She smiled at me and said, "Are you going to tell me your
secret now?"
"Secret?" I countered, confused. "What do you mean?"
"Your secret!" she chirped in response. "What it is that
you do all day long while us girls are out having lotsa fun."
I shook my head and let out a tiny laugh. "I sit in here
and whack off, and rest myself... waiting for the next time
one of you goddesses decides to attack me." Hey, that was
the truth. Not the whole truth, but at least part of it...
Pamela giggled at my words. "Do you subscribe to the
theory - Sex Can Wait, It's Best to Masturbate?"
Where did that come from? I could not help but to laugh.
"Oh no, not at all. Sex can never wait."
The 26-year-old extended her tongue and swiped away at
the head of my cock. "You'd get a whole lot more sex,
Jeremy, if you were out and about with us... instead of
staying in here all day long." She took my shaft into her
mouth and sucked on it some more, before withdrawing it.
"Still, I don't think you're telling me everything. I'm
going to find out though, Jeremy. I promise you."
I gulped my throat at the mere idea. Again, what would
the ladies do if they knew I spied on their privacy and
intimate moments with my hidden cameras?
Unless I really screwed up, they would never find out.
No matter how smart or perceptive Pamela was... I would
have to be caught in the act, and with my door locked and
personal suite sealed, that would be almost impossible.
"I will find out," she reiterated. "You're up to some
sneaky business." Pamela was not mad or angry; she just
seemed inquisitive and suspicious. Best of all, however,
her gentle oral work had provided me with another erection.
"What do I do with your cock?" Pamela asked, pumping and
stroking it briskly. "Should I give you another blowjob?"
She was headed back to her teasing mode... "Nah, I've done
that already. And you've fucked my breasts too..."
"I could cum just listening to you," I gasped out.
Pamela snickered and continued, "My pussy is kind of sore
because Amy did me with a strap-on earlier... so that is
probably out of the question too."
I nearly fainted with those words... there was a videotape
which I DEFINITELY had to see - at the earliest opportunity.
"Wh-What happened?" I stammered out. "You and A-Amy?"
Pamela grinned before replying, "Oh... Amy used one of
her big strap-ons on me earlier." I figured this must have
taken place sometime earlier this afternoon. "Amy did me
doggie-style before I rode her reverse cow-girl." Pamela's
eyes flashed with lust as she added, "I came SO hard."
"Wow..." I sighed.
"My pussy is kind of sore," she repeated once more. "So
it's best that you don't fuck it. Not my mouth or breasts
again, or my pussy." She stroked my cock some more and said,
"But you're so hard. I'd hate to waste it." Her expression
sparkling, Pamela then said, "But there is one place..."
"Where?" I grinned.
"My ass," the vivacious blonde smirked. I knew that was
coming... "Yeah. You can fuck my ass, Jeremy. Will you do
that for me? I could REALLY go for a good ass-fucking now."
Without waiting for a response, Pamela sat up on the bed
and wiggled out of her short-shorts and G-string. Next, she
rolled onto her front and then rose up to her hands and knees
just before me. "Will you fuck my little ass?" the bombshell
inquired, turning her head to look over her shoulder at me.
"Are you always such a good talker during sex?" I asked,
raising my to my knees while fisting my cock behind her.
She shrugged her shoulders and offered an innocent pout.
"Am I teasing you, Jeremy? I'm sorry if I am. I just want
to get fucked. Fucked real good, and hard..."
I shook my head and laughed at her. "Though you obviously
love to tease, dear Pamela... at least you back it up."
Holding my cock with my right hand, I squinted and growled
with pure desire while inserting it into the vixen's puckered
anus. Pamela tensed as well, then let out a leisurely sigh
as I prodded my erection further and further into her rectum.
Finally, my entire length was embedded within her - as my
balls were stuffed hard against her upturned ass.
"HMMMMM..." she purred as her head rolled about in erotic
circles. "That feels SOOOOO good..."
"Talk to me some more, Pam," I moaned while pulling back
and then pushing deep inside her ass once again.
"Pamela," the stripper corrected me. "What should I say?"
I growled again and replied, "Tell me about what Amy did
to you earlier, with that strap-on... PAMELA." I began to
repeatedly move my cock in-and-out of her small, vice-tight
rectum, but at a leisurely rate of speed.
"Oh God..." she moaned, in response to my stroking motion.
"Oh wow... Yeah. Yeah, Amy... she fucked me so hard with
that strap-on. It-It was at least 12 inches l-long..."
I let out a loud groan as my eyes rolled into the back of
my head at the mere thought. Then, I began to slowly but
surely increase the speed of my thrusts. "Tell me more."
"Hmmmmm Jeremy, that feels so good," were her next words.
"Amy did me doggie-style at first. Sh-She pulled my hair
and HMMMMM, smacked my ass too." Now, the speed and tempo
of my fuck-strokes were increasing rapidly. I couldn't
help myself. "OH WOW, Jeremy! She made me-me scream..."
"Then what?" I asked, a sexual rage building inside of me.
"Reverse cow-girl," Pamela replied. "I sat down on her
with that huge dildo jammed in my pussy... and rode her like
a bucking bronco. She smacked my ass then too... an-and wow,
did _I_ have an orgasm. I came so hard..."
Speaking of hard, Pamela's last sentence was enough to
push me past the brink of insanity. All of a sudden - and
without any warning - I began to hump and fuck her sweet ass
as hard and as forcefully as I possibly could. Pamela,
losing her ability to continue with her story-telling, let
out a thunderous scream as her body trembled in response.
Holding onto her hips with both hands, I screamed in
unison with Pamela as I pumped and stroked away at her. She
did not need to encourage me any further - I was blasting
her ass with every last ounce of strength within my body.
Her rectum literally gripped my cock like a wrench...
"OH GOD!" Pamela screamed as she looked over her shoulder
at me, as I drilled her in the doggie-style position. Both
her green eyes and beautiful face full of nothing but wanton
lust, she continued to glare at me as her body rocked about
wildly. "OH MY GOD! FUCKING ME! FUCKING MY ASS SO HARD!"
I did not have many strokes left in me, but for the ones
I did, at least I made them count. After giving her all I
could, I screamed before jamming my erection in her ass one
final time. Deep within her bowels, my cock then exploded.
Both of us grunted and growled in a passionate rage as
glob after glob of thick sperm was deposited from my shaft
directly into Pamela's anus. I held her ass with one hand
while clutching a clump of long-flowing blonde hair with the
other. At the same time, I nearly passed out from lust as I
realized that Pamela was experiencing an orgasm of her own.
We screamed and rocked together for several seconds, each
wanting to bring the other the ultimate in sexual pleasure.
I added to her enjoyment by offering her sweet, quivering
ass a series of good-natured slaps with an open hand.
When it was all said and done, I collapsed on top of the
26-year-old goddess and let out a content sigh. Pamela did
the same, then giggled as I gently kissed her shoulder.
"You are right about one thing, dear," I breathed, barely
able to get the words out.
"What's that?" she squealed, pulling my hand to her face
and kissing it tenderly.
"I do need to get out more," was my garbled response. "I
need to spend more time with you and the other girls."
"Hmmmmm," she sighed, a grin upon her lovely face as she
kissed my finger. "That's the best news I've heard all day."
Pamela paused and added, "I WILL find out your secret..."
* * *
Before breakfast the following morning, my eyes were wide
and ready to burst as I sat in the voyeur room and focused
all of my attention upon a single monitor in front of me.
In the guest suite that she shared with Pamela, Amy was
currently alone as she took a seat on the edge of the bed.
The buxom red-head looked marvelous as she was decked out
in a tiny, lacey chemise, its color gold. It looked very
comfortable on her. The 27-year-old from Ohio also had on a
matching G-string and a pair of high-heeled shoes.
I moaned with my own arousal as Amy moved to the center
of the bed, then reclined back until her neck and shoulders
were resting upon the wooden headboard. "I'm not about to
give this up for anything," I said outloud, set to drool, as
Amy then spread her thighs and lifted her knees into the air.
She settled her high-heeled feet upon the mattress and closed
her eyes, all the while moaning and growling gently.
Amy sighed in a leisurely manner as she opened her eyes
and focused upon the 8-inch dildo that was perched on the
night-table beside the bed. Next, she lifted her hips just
high enough to reach underneath herself and remove the gold
G-string. Amy tossed the garment as hard as she could; it
hit the wall and came to a rest in a crumpled mess in the
corner. Obviously, she did not need her G-string anymore.
Amy hiked the hem of her chemise up to her waist and
settled into the most comfortable position possible. Then,
she used both hands and moved the dildo between her creamy
thighs and slid it over and across her little clitoris.
The young woman openly smiled and let out soft moans of
pleasure as her body began to tremble as the dildo continued
to wield its magic for the next few minutes. She used her
left hand to remove the straps of the chemise from her
shoulders, then pushed the garment down far enough so her
breasts were visible. With that same hand, Amy began to
tweak away at one of those plump nipples.
Meanwhile, Amy prodded the tip of the steel-encased dildo
upon her slit, which was getting more wet and slick with
every passing second. Eventually, a much louder, very
intense moan escaped from deep within her throat.
"I'm sorry, Pamela," I spoke outloud once again. "I'm
sorry, but there is no way I'm giving up my voyeur room."
The exotic dancer was currently talking with Stephanie in
the recreation room, so she obviously could not hear me.
However, I still felt like talking outloud. "I can't take
the chance of letting you or the others know about it yet."
Soon, Amy removed the dildo from her damp pussy. She
held the object in front of her face and smiled lovingly at
it. A moment later, Amy parted her lips and moved the dildo
into her mouth. Moving it in-and-out of her mouth, she
sucked on the dildo as if it were a real cock. The heated
nymphomaniac really seemed to be enjoying herself, too.
A short time later, though, Amy placed the dildo back
onto the night-table beside her. Her next move was to flip
over and rise up to her hands and knees. She gripped the
headboard of the bed with one hand, perhaps using it for
balance, while sliding the other between her thighs. Her
body then began to convulse and contract as she frigged her
little, sweet pussy with a pair of extended fingers.
Amy then sunk both fingers into herself and squealed with
hot, wanton pleasure. She thrusted them in-and-out of her
swollen opening for quite some time, then decided to let her
other hand get in on some of the fun, too.
Amy rose up to her knees and moved that free hand to her
large, thick breasts, and massaged them, alternating between
each mound every few seconds. Her other hand was still
nestled between her thighs, her fingers still twiddling away.
It did not take too long for her to move the hand from
her breasts around to her ass. Then, Amy spanked herself...
wow! WHACK! A look of hot passion flashed across her
beautiful face as she spanked herself some more. WHACK! I
could not believe that Amy was doing this!
She continued massaging her little slit and spanked
herself at the same time. Suddenly, I got the feeling while
eavesdropping on this solo encounter that I would love to be
there with Amy right now. Maybe I could help take care of
the obvious, great need which she seemed to be experiencing?
Amy stopped slapping her rounded backside shortly
thereafter and concentrated all of her efforts upon her
pussy. She used fingers from both hands and brought herself
to a nice, pleasurable climax. The red-head's curvaceous
body shivered and rumbled in the sensations as the juices
simply oozed out from within her folds. She even opened her
mouth and bit down hard on the headboard in front of her...
* * *
Indeed, I would never give up my voyeur room, nor risk it
by telling the ladies of my secret until the time was right.
That thought was going through my mind as I sat at the
control panel, stroking my hard cock toward what promised to
be a massive eruption. Watching Amy get off like that, so
to speak, was having a similar effect on me.
"Oh my God..." I then moaned, my hand coming to a sudden
stop, as the monitor that displayed the corridor which led
to my personal suite flickered to life. The motion detector
that it was connected to picked up the sultry Stephanie, who
took a deep breath before approaching the entrance to my
suite with a self-assured expression upon her face.
Decked out in a pair of denim shorts and a white tank-top
that was completely cut-off just below her enormous breasts,
Stephanie looked like a billion dollars. She was gorgeous!
I hurried to throw my shorts back on and seal the voyeur
room as Stephanie then knocked upon the door of the suite.
When I opened it and offered her a smile in greeting, the
voluptuous brunette bristled right past me and went directly
into the suite without even a word spoken.
My eyebrows raised in surprise, I closed the door and
turned toward Stephanie. "Is there something wrong, dear?"
She shrugged her shoulders and told me in response, "Yes,
there is something wrong. It seems all of the other girls
here are getting action from you. Except me, of course."
Oh God, I said to myself. Was Stephanie upset that she
had not been in a one-on-one encounter with me yet? I was
only one man, and my body was running on fumes as it was.
How much longer could I try and satisfy all seven ladies?
"I haven't spent much time with Trish, either," were my
calm, even-sounding words. "In fact, I've been with her as
many times as I've been with you - once."
"The gang-bang from a few days ago, yes," the brunette
nodded. "It's just... you've spent a couple of nights with
Amy and Kristanna. Pamela was here just last night. God
knows how many times you've had with Devon. And Lindsay...
she's had more of you than I have, and she's still new."
"What are you saying, Stephanie?"
"What I am saying is that I want to get fucked," she told
me in an irritated tone. "I am tired of everyone else
bragging about being with you, while I am left in the cold.
I want you to fuck me RIGHT NOW." My eyes wide, Stephanie
whisked the white tank-top up and over her head, revealing
her large, bountiful breasts for me to luxuriate in. "What
is the matter, Jeremy? Don't you like me?"
For a moment, I was stunned.
Was there anything not to like about Stephanie and her
overall physical appearance? As I gawked at her topless
form, I surely could not think of any faults she may have.
Aside from her breasts, which were very large and looked
lusciously ripe, Stephanie had a beautiful face and a sweet,
tender smile. Her complexion was perfect and at 5-foot-8,
she had those long legs which I admire so much on a woman.
Her hair was long as well; the brown locks flowed down her
slender neck and shoulders in stylish, exotic ringlets.
"Of course I like you, Stephanie," I finally told her.
"Then why haven't you made a move on me yet?" she asked.
"It seems you're too busy with the others to notice me."
"I notice you all the time," I told her in a truthful
voice. "It's just that I'm not going to force myself on
any of you, or make the first move. I'm not that type of
person. I want you to be comfortable with me before we do
anything together. Thus, I always wait for you and the
other ladies to make the first move." I paused and added,
"Ask around, Stephanie. My first time having sex with one
of the others, it's because they initiated it."
Stephanie took a deep breath and tilted her head to the
side, then straightened up and looked squarely at me. "Well,
I'm tired of everyone else getting a piece of you. I'm a
woman and I have needs. One of them is cock. Consider this
as me initiating things between you and I, Jeremy."
Stephanie made a motion toward me, but I held up my hand,
which caused her to stop dead in her tracks. "There is no
need for an attitude, dear," I told her. "If you want to
have sex with me, all you have to do is step forward and say
so." I hesitated before continuing, "I get the sense that
you swing between dominant and submissive modes a little too
often. Personally, I like women who are submissive."
"Oh?" the registered nurse grinned. "I can be submissive
for you, Jeremy. What would you like me to do?"
Feeling an urge of confidence within myself, I reached
down and massaged the huge lump that was nestled within my
shorts. I then slid my hand inside and whipped out my hard
erection, and wobbled it before Stephanie's interested eyes.
"I think you know what I want, sweetheart." I smiled and
concluded, "Take care of this for me."
"It will be my pleasure," Stephanie said, as she stepped
forward and immediately grasped my thick cock, while also
grinding her large, firm breasts upon my chest. I growled
at the sudden rush of sensations, knowing that I would soon
enjoy Stephanie's vast delights on this glorious morning.
I used both hands to grope and squeeze the 25-year-old's
bare, luscious breasts. I smiled down at her, as she kept
pumping and stroking my cock with her right hand. "You can
do this to me anytime you want," were my words.
"Too bad it didn't happen earlier," Stephanie snickered.
"From now on, though, whenever I feel as though I need a
good, hard cock - I'm coming straight to your room." She
giggled and added, "Which means I may never leave here, now."
"Oh yes," I moaned, my arms encircling her voluptuous body
and bringing her close against me. Stephanie continued to
frig my shaft while I reached down with both hands and cupped
her shapely, denim-clad ass. I reveled in the feel of its
nice, tight flesh as the brunette then attached her mouth to
mine for a hot, searing kiss. She literally jammed her
tongue right down my throat as I continued massaging her ass.
Our lips were locked together in a vacuum-type seal.
Both of us were kissing one another with wild abandon, our
tongues now dancing and dueling in passionate bliss. It
wasn't too long, though, until Stephanie felt the need to
follow through on my earlier request. She wanted to use her
lips and mouth on my erection, which was still in her hand.
After breaking our mutual kiss, the young woman dropped
to her knees, which elicited a loud moan from deep within my
throat. Stephanie did not waste any time as she quickly
took my hard cock into her mouth and bobbed away on its tip.
Stephanie's eyes shined with arousal as she looked up at
me, her lips and mouth busy savoring the taste and feel of
my hardness. At the same time, I reached down with both
hands and grabbed Stephanie's head as she worked feverishly
upon my shaft. The vixen bobbed her head back-and-forth at
a quick speed, while never taking her eyes away from my face.
Meanwhile, Stephanie was using two fingers from her left
hand to tease and prod my sensitive testicles. She trapped
the delicate flesh between her fingertips and twiddled away,
which sent shockwaves of absolute pleasure all throughout me.
Both of us, obviously, were really enjoying ourselves...
I let loose with a wild, uncontrollable moan as Stephanie
then swallowed the entire length of my cock into her mouth,
and began deep-throating it. I looked down and noticed
those alluring blue eyes, ablaze with passion, staring right
back at me as the suckstress tried to simply devour my shaft.
Stephanie's mood switched again as she suddenly withdrew
my cock from her mouth and stood up. "I can't wait anymore,"
she told me, her tone persistent. "I want you to fuck me,
Jeremy. Fuck me hard." She glanced around the suite for a
moment before her eyes focused on the large computer table
near the far wall. "Will you fuck me over that desk?"
Another bolt of electric lust shot through my body with
those mere words. "Of course I will, 'Steph. Why don't you
go over to the desk and bend over it for me?"
Stephanie grinned as she turned toward the desk, her back
to me. She sashayed over to the desk, her hips wiggling in
a sultry manner, then bent over at the waist until her front
was touching the fine, oakwood surface. Stephanie then
squealed as I grabbed her rounded ass with both hands and
again groped it through the cut-off denim shorts she wore.
I quickly reached around Stephanie's trim waist and undid
her belt, then slipped it off. Next, I wiggled her cut-offs
down, followed by the G-string that she had worn underneath
it. I was witness to a truly luscious ass, and a very sexy
pair of long, sleek legs. Indeed, Stephanie was gorgeous!
The enchantress stepped out of her shorts and G-string,
then spread her legs further apart and jutted her wondrous
ass outward in a very provocative manner. My body, as you
may imagine, was alive with unspeakable desire.
I took a moment to step back and admire that ass with my
eyes. It was so round, and firm. I could do so many things
right now with her leaning over my desk in such a position.
I could drill her pussy or ass, give her a good spanking, or
kneel down and use my tongue to please her orally. However,
Stephanie wanted my cock inside of her. It should not come
as any great surprise that I wanted to make her happy.
Stephanie moaned and sighed as I grasped her hips with
both hands, before driving my throbbing erection hard and
fast into her awaiting pussy. "Oh fuck yes..." Stephanie
screeched, my entire length now embedded within her. She
turned her face and looked over her shoulder at me, while
also licking her lips, then let out a excited growl.
Stephanie sprawled her arms out across the desk, her big
breasts squished upon the oakwood surface, as I began to
pump myself in-and-out of her little pussy at a steady pace.
"Hmmmmm, that's it!" she urged me, the passion level
within her obviously rising. "Fuck me! Fuck me harder!"
"My pleasure!" I growled, fiercely gripping her ass, now
thrusting my shaft into her pussy with ruthless aggression.
Still leaning over the desk, Stephanie reached back with
both hands and spread her asscheeks apart, allowing me the
deepest amount of penetration possible.
"YES!" she screamed in wild passion. "YES! FUCK ME!"
I let out a booming growl, then hammered my cock into
Stephanie one final time before latching onto her ass with
all the strength in my hands. Then, I lost control of my
body. My cock exploded in a frenzied rage, as it fired
spurt after thick spurt of fresh sperm deep within the
confines of the beautiful brunette's pussy.
Meanwhile, Stephanie was experiencing an orgasm of her
own. With her eyes closed and face flushed with sheer lust,
she grinded her ass upon my pelvis as I continued to empty
my seed into her. Both of us screamed and roared in mutual
release, then things began to slowly but surely settle down.
Eventually, I withdrew my cock from Stephanie's pussy and
leaned forward against her body to support myself. Next, I
sighed in a content fashion and took a seat in the adjacent
chair, while Stephanie continued to lean over the desk, her
rounded hips shuddering in the aftermath. I reached out
with my right hand and gently caressed her lush, sweet ass.
Literally purring like a kitten, Stephanie grinned and
looked over her shoulder at me. "You and me, Jeremy... we
are going to spend a LOT more time together from now on!"
I sighed and told her, "Sounds good to me, sweetheart..."
<<<- End of Part 15 ->>>
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