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"Island Paradise" - Chapter 28 of 29 - Completely re-written
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After ten long, glorious weeks in paradise, it was almost
over. Today was the final full day for the likes of Pamela,
Amy, Stephanie and Trish to be a part of my life. Tomorrow
morning, I would escort them on the big boat to the mainland
and then to the airport, where they would board flights that
would take them back to their normal lives in North America.
But with my last full day on the island with those four
angels upon us, I had a lot planned. I told them, as well
as Devon and Kristanna, that after our breakfast buffet
concluded, there was going to be a big get-together in the
meeting room. As always, Louisa - the elderly housekeeper -
had prepared us yet another scrumptious feast.
I'm absolutely certain that many of the ladies would miss
Louisa's fabulous cooking once they returned to the realities
of their normal lives. Without a doubt, Louisa was the best
cook in the whole, wide world. No one could compare to her.
After everyone finished with their food, I directed all
six of the ladies into the meeting room. They took a seat
amongst the curved line of chairs which faced the main
podium, where I settled myself down into a stool.
With six of the most lovely women I had ever known staring
back at me, awaiting my words, I offered them a smile before
beginning, "Less than 24 hours from now, four of you will be
returning to the United States or Canada, to resume your
normal lives. I hope that, despite some of the rocky moments
which unfortunately have taken place during these ten weeks,
that all of you enjoyed your time with me on the island."
Lips smiled and heads nodded, which made me feel good
inside. Their reaction was genuine, and from the heart.
"First off, let me say that all of you are welcome back
to the island anytime you want." I took a deep breath and
continued, "If you find that you miss my little island of
paradise too much, you are very welcome to come back. I may
not always be here; but you can contact me through e-mail
and we can set up a time to get back together again. No
matter where I go, or what I do, I always check my e-mail.
I'll be sure that all of you get my address before leaving.
It's HighlanderJM@hotmail.com."
"I'd love it if all of you girls came back," Devon nodded,
looking around at the assembled group. "We have become so
close this summer; it's almost like we're all sisters."
Kristanna nodded her head and said, "I agree. I'd love
it if all of you came back. It's going to be hard to say
good-bye tomorrow morning. It really will be."
"Good-byes always make me cry," Pamela fretted.
"Long ago, my original intention was to reveal the money
pay-outs on the last day all of us were together on the
island," I told them. "But since you four girls - Pamela,
Amy, Stephanie and Trish - are all leaving so early tomorrow
morning, I changed my mind. Perhaps it is best that all of
us discuss finances right here, and now."
The group of ladies all squealed with both delight and
anticipation at my words. This was the moment many, if not
all of them, had been anxiously waiting for.
"Before I begin, let me point out that Devon and Kristanna
are naturally disqualified from the running." I looked at
each of them and said, "Both of these lovely creatures will
be staying with me from now on. As long as they continue to
to do so, of course, they will not even need to worry about
money." They smiled as I added, "I'll take care of them."
"Before all of you agreed to come here, and before you
signed your contracts... I made it very clear that everyone
would take home a check for $50,000 - except one person.
That one person would get a check too, but for $500,000.
But as all of you know, thanks to my mistake with Lindsay,
the guaranteed money was raised from fifty to $75,000."
"Who's the big winner?" Stephanie blurted out, curious.
Amy and Trish also nodded their heads, and glared at me in
sheer anticipation. Pamela, meanwhile, simply sat back and
looked at me with her normal, level-headed expression.
I paused for a moment, before offering the group a smile.
"Before I get into any specifics, let me talk first." There
was a collective gasp as the ladies settled back into their
chairs and stared at me with a bit of discontent in their
eyes. I could see why they were a bit upset. Still,
however, I wanted to get my speech out of the way.
"That was the original plan - or, it was what all of you
were told." The trio, along with Pamela, looked at me with
curious expressions. I had them a bit confused with that
last remark, which was good. Devon and Kristanna, on the
other hand, knew exactly where I was headed with this.
"It was somewhat of a lie," I continued, only adding to
their confusion. "I look at all of you and wonder to myself
how I could justify giving half a million dollars to just
one of you, while everyone else gets $75,000. It would not
seem right, or fair, of me to do."
I paused, allowing their confusion to build. "Why would
one of you deserve so much more money than the others?" I
looked at Trish and said, "Tell me, dear. Do you deserve
more money than Amy and Stephanie? Half a million instead
of seventy-five grand? If so, why?"
Trish shrugged her shoulders and looked at me with a dazed
expression. She could not answer my question. Excellent!
"Do either of you," I said, turning my attention to Amy
and Stephanie, "deserve more money than Trish, or each other?
Pamela? If so, tell me why." Again, no answer. Perfect...
"Are you saying none of us gets $500,000?" Stephanie asked,
her eyes narrow as she glared at me.
I offered her a smile and returned, "Of course not."
"You did say you lied to us," Stephanie shot back.
"I did lie to you," was my response. "I said all of you
would get $75,000, except one. That one would get $500,000.
That, my sweet Stephanie, was a lie." I paused, allowing my
words to sink in once again. "The truth is that ALL of you -
Pamela, Amy Stephanie and Trish - get $500,000 each."
There was a momentary pause as I'm sure each of the girls
re-played what I had just said in their minds. They wanted
to confirm to themselves if what they heard was accurate.
I smiled and watched as Kristanna, with a look of sheer
joy upon her face, sprung up from her chair and screamed in
delight. Even though none of this money was for her,
Kristanna was extremely happy for her close group of friends.
She was the one who began the loud, raucous celebration...
The trio of Amy, Stephanie and Trish soon joined in as
they grabbed each others' arms and screamed in wild joy and
delight. Pamela even got into it (well, somewhat) as she
stood up and shared a meaningful embrace with Devon.
I continued smiling. It was as if these four ladies had
just won the state lottery. They were that overjoyed.
Watching their genuine and heartfelt reactions was one of
the most geniune, soul-touching moments of my entire life.
Once their rage of happiness began to temper down a bit,
I offered a goofy smile and said, "Oh... and since I had
such a good time with all of you, there's also a $500,000
bonus. That means $1 million apiece, for all of you."
The girls started screaming and hugging each other again,
which warmed my heart. Trish jumped up and down, throwing
her arms around me, her screams ringing loud in my ears.
She then went back to the others and continued to roar out,
while again jumping and hugging everyone in sight.
"One other thing..." I said, still smiling, as their rage
settled down once again. They offered me their undivided
attention as I said, "Devon and Kristanna... that would have
been $1 million apiece there, too. Devon for coming here
like the rest of you, and Kristanna for helping me out."
"But, neither of them will need that money because they
will be staying with me." I paused and added, "So... I've
decided that it would only be fair to split that $2 million
up into chunks for the four of you. So... an extra $500,000
adds up to $1.5 million. That is what you will take home."
The trio of ladies resumed their screaming and hugging
routine, and now Pamela joined in with them. She jumped
about frantically, sharing hugs with her counterparts. I
had never saw such a show of emotion before...
Once their celebration had tempered down a bit, Amy turned
her face and offered me a piercing, lustful look with her
eyes. It was as if she was devouring me with her eyes...
"What do you say, girls?" Amy remarked in a low tone, her
gaze fixated upon me. "I say we rape Jeremy..." She
grinned as I gulped my throat. "All six of us, right now."
RAPE was not a term which I liked to hear. Certainly, it
was something which, in no way, I condoned.
However, the way Amy used the term - and in the context
she did - well... it made me really hot. She and the other
ladies were going to "rape" me? Oh my...
* * *
I suddenly found myself off of the stool and backing away
slightly, as the ravenous group of hellcats slowly rose from
their own seats... staring intently at me.
"GET HIM!" Amy screamed as an instant later, I was tackled
and brought to the floor by six women - all at once. Before
I knew what was happening next, all of my clothing had been
completely torn and ripped away from my body.
The ringleader, of course, was none other than Amy.
The red-headed nymphomaniac gripped my cock with her right
hand and immediately started to pump a violent erection into
it. My whole body tensed in arousal as I arched my neck and
back in response to her hard, forceful pumping. At the same
time, I watched as the other ladies around me quickly began
to peel off their own clothing - or each others'.
Hunched over and upon her knees, Amy glared at me as I
lay flat upon my back on the floor. "We're going to destroy
you," she warned, before turning and inhaling the entire
length of my hard cock deep into her mouth and throat.
I closed my eyes for a moment and breathed deeply, the
sensations running rampant throughout me. It had just
started, but this was the most powerful and heated blow-job
I had ever received. Using a frenzied vacuum technique, it
seemed as though Amy was trying to rip my shaft from its
very base, and swallow it right down and into her stomach.
I then whimpered and moaned as Stephanie, the submissive
darling, who had also just removed her shorts and G-string,
swung one knee over my face before immediately lowering her
intoxicating pussy to my mouth. On instinct, I extended my
tongue and began to eagerly lash away upon her sweet folds.
Stephanie moaned and squirmed about as she sat upon my
face and probing tongue. An instant later, Kristanna rose to
her knees and stood just before Stephanie. I watched with
interested eyes as the pair of ladies first embraced, then
offered each other a scintillating, open-mouthed kiss.
Pamela and Trish had moved off to the side for now. Both
of them were kissing madly, while eagerly massaging and
groping the others' nude body. I groaned at the sight of
not only Pamela and Trish exchanging both their tongues
and saliva, but Stephanie and Kristanna doing the same.
Because Stephanie's pussy was engulfing my mouth as she
straddled my face, I could not watch Amy as she continued
forth with that great power blow-job. However, I could
DEFINITELY feel her. That was for sure!
I then growled with lust once Amy released my aching cock
from within her mouth. An instant later, however, I felt a
new pair of lips wrap themselves around my erection.
I immediately recognized them as belonging to Devon.
Though I couldn't see what was happening, I could picture
it in my mind. Devon must have been hunched over my cock
as well, her head starting to slowly bob up-and-down over it.
I sighed at the thought, then growled like an animal when I
felt a second tongue begin to swipe away at my testicles.
Devon was sucking my cock while Amy teased my testicles
with her lips and tongue. I almost blew my newfound load at
the realization, before both ladies switched positions. I
felt Amy engulf my erection once again, while Devon giggled
as she moved southward, tonguing away at my scrotum.
As Stephanie ground her pussy upon my face while I licked
away at her folds, the mutual kiss between she and Kristanna
intensified. At the same time, I glanced over and watched
as Trish moaned out her approval, responding to the work of
Pamela, who was offering her breasts some oral worship.
When I felt Amy withdraw my cock from her mouth, I fully
expected for it to be immediately replaced with Devon's.
However, that was not the case. Something better happened.
I growled out in undeniable lust as Amy straddled my
body, then lowered her pussy to my pulsing, quivering cock.
She let out a sigh of her own as Devon, grasping the base
of my shaft, helped guide it into Amy's incredible pussy.
It wasn't too long before the wild 28-year-old was bouncing
about upon my erection, squealing and yelping in response.
My head went dizzy with desire, but my tongue continued
lapping away at Stephanie's moist slit. Meanwhile, I noticed
out of the corner of my eye that Trish had settled herself
between Pamela's thighs, and was busy licking away.
"My turn!" I heard Devon exclaim, which prompted Amy to
remove herself from both my cock and my body. An instant
later, I felt Devon straddle my pelvis, then forge her own
pussy down hard upon my shaft. She then began with her own,
heated bouncing motion. I was in Heaven...
No more than 15 or 20 seconds later, the pair of ladies
switched positions again. This time, Amy impaled herself
upon my erection and thrashed about wildly.
It was simply too much for me to handle. Unable to
control myself, I screamed out at the sensations.
It was at this point in time when Stephanie's suddenly
creamed my face with her juices. She let out a long and
excited squeal as an orgasm ripped throughout her voluptuous
body. It was all the incentive I needed too, as my cock then
erupted within the lush confines of Amy's own, silky pussy.
Amy moaned out in pleasure as she sat down completely
upon my shaft, its entire length buried deep inside of her.
She squirmed and writhed about in this position, letting my
gushing sperm fill and flood her insides.
At the same time, Stephanie removed her pussy from my face.
As my orgasm subsided, Stephanie, still on her knees, moved
backward until she was astride my chest. I thought I had a
breather for a moment as Amy then dismounted my shaft.
However, I was immediately pressed back into service.
Kristanna, who had been kissing Stephanie on her knees
just behind my head, moved forward. Now it was her turn to
lower her juicy slit to my face. I moaned as she did so,
then started with another round of oral service.
Kristanna writhed about upon my probing tongue, but that
did not stop her from resuming her kiss with Stephanie. Off
to the side, Pamela clutched her large breasts and sighed in
utter delight as Trish was close to bringing her to orgasm,
via her own tongue. This was definitely too intense...
"He thinks he can get away that easily," I heard Amy say.
Again, I could not see her. "Fuck no!" I felt a hand - it
was hers, I presumed - grasp my half-hard cock and begin
stroking it once more. "We're going to wear him out today!"
"Why are you so excited and hyper?" Devon asked.
There was a pause before Amy replied, "I've never felt
this way before. I'm going to pay Jeremy back for every
little thing he did for us. I'm gonna fuck him, REAL GOOD."
I whimpered at the verbal exchange between the two ladies
as Pamela screamed out in orgasmic lust, her creamy thighs
clenched tightly around Trish's head. Meanwhile, my tongue
had its own job to do as it busily swiped and licked away at
Kristanna's pussy. Above me, the slender 22-year-old was
leaned over slightly, sucking Stephanie's big, full breasts.
"I'll lick his balls again," Devon said, an instant
before I felt her tongue upon me. "You keep whacking him
off, Amy." I closed my eyes and growled at the feelings...
My next move was to look up and watch as Kristanna ended
her breast worship of Stephanie, so she could plant her lips
upon Trish's for a heated kiss. At the same time, Pamela
moved alongside Stephanie and the two buxom beauties shared
a passionate lip-lock of their own.
"Oh yeah..." I moaned, my cock rapidly becoming hard as I
now felt both Devon and Amy licking it simultaneously with
their hot, velvety tongues. My world was spinning, and the
sensations multiplied when Kristanna screamed out in orgasm,
as her wondrous pussy splattered its juices all over my face.
"I have an idea," Amy said as Kristanna dislodged herself
from my face and head. In doing so, Pamela broke her kiss
with Stephanie so she could lean down and lick all the sweet,
excess nectar from my face.
Amy allowed Pamela to swipe me clean before continuing,
"Let's all suck and lick Jeremy's cock at the same time."
I did not know how that would be humanly possible at
first. However, an instant later, I had six women on their
knees and elbows, hunched over my erection. Sure enough...
I nearly had a heart attack as a varied collection of six
mouths, lips and tongues were all worshipping my cock and
testicles at the same time. One lady would suck or slurp
the tip of my erection for a few seconds, before giving
another the chance to do the same.
I could feel several tongues licking and swiping away at
the rigid length of my erection. Of course, those tongues
intermingled and danced together both on and around my cock
as well - kissing and licking each other in mad bliss.
I also felt an intensely hot mouth - Devon's - slurp and
gently suck away upon one of my testicles. All six ladies
were on their knees and bent over, with their heads huddled
together at my cock - as if there was a "summit" there.
Of course, there was no way that I could possibly
withstand this type of incredible oral treatment for an
extended period of time. Just seconds after it started, I
let out a deafening roar as my cock simply exploded amongst
a sea of wet tongues and warm mouths.
The ladies giggled with delight as sperm shot out from
within my hard cock, flying every-which-way. I could not
see everything which took place between them, but I'm sure
a few of the ladies caught some of my jizz with an extended
tongue or open mouth. Others, I'm quite positive, found a
beautiful face from which to lick it from. I can also safely
assume that there were a few cum-filled kisses as well. I
was quickly approaching the point of exhaustion...
* * *
The next minute or two was quite hazy for me. I nearly
blacked out from not only the incredible sensations which
these ravenous hellcats had provided me with, but also the
extreme level of tiredness which was so prevalent in me.
I was jarred back to reality with a slight tapping upon
my face. Groggy, I looked up and realized that Amy was
gently slapping her hand upon my cheek. "Wake up, stud,"
she said in a teasing voice. "More fucking to do. More..."
Surveying the room, I noticed Devon and Trish were locked
together in a spirited "69". Meanwhile, Pamela was busy
drilling Kristanna's pussy with a finger while Stephanie sat
close to them, and openly masturbated.
However, I received quite a shock once realizing that I
could barely move my arms. Turning my head sideways, I
noticed that both of my wrists were shackled to the lower
half of the metal banister behind me. I tried to break
free, which only resulted in the loud clanking noise of the
handcuffs upon the metal banister.
I then glared up at Amy, who smiled teasingly at me.
"Oh my goodness..." she taunted. "Look who's all tied up
now..." I struggled with the restraints some more as Amy
grasped my limp cock with her hand, and began stroking it
once again. "Hey Stephanie," she said, looking over at the
brunette, who was still masturbating. "You like toys a lot.
Have you ever thought about having a man as your toy?"
"Hasn't Jeremy been our toy all summer?" Stephanie asked.
"Oh yes, he has," Amy replied. "But this is a different
type of toy here." She paused and added, "This is a BOUND
toy. One who is helpless... POWERLESS, to resist us. Even
a submissive slut like you, 'Steph, can have your way."
"Oh God..." I moaned, realizing that whatever Amy had in
mind for me - it was most likely beyond my comprehension.
The nymphomaniac glared down at me and smiled. "How does
it feel, TOY? You're at MY mercy now." She gripped my cock
harder and then added, "I don't have any mercy..."
I struggled some more with the handcuffs which imprisoned
my wrists to the banister behind me. Though I realized it
was useless, I still had to at least try to break free.
The idea of being even a tiny bit submissive, or being
bound and restrained, did not appeal to me at all. However,
I could not deny the incredible amount of sexual heat and
tension which I suddenly felt within my body. As a result,
there was really only one thought in my mind at the moment.
What is Amy going to do to me?
"Come over here so you can fuck him, Stephanie," Amy said
in a demanding tone. The 25-year-old followed orders as she
soon straddled my cock, then lowered her pussy upon it.
"Yeah, that's it!" Amy roared as she slapped Stephanie's
ass, forcing the young woman to move and grind herself upon
me. "Ride that cock! Ride 'em, cowgirl! Ride it!"
Amy only added to Stephanie's pleasure as she continued to
cruelly slap and spank her ass while bouncing about wildly
upon my erection. I couldn't take any more of this... I
growled while emptying a fresh batch of seed into Stephanie's
pussy. Just as quickly as it began, it was over.
"How disappointing," Amy purred as Stephanie dismounted my
cock. "Little sub boy came too fast."
Amy grabbed ahold of my wrists and shook them, causing
the handcuffs to clank loudly upon the banister once more.
Next, she grasped my cock and began stroking it AGAIN.
I shook my head at her and sighed, "No more. No more..."
"Yes more, yes more," Amy mocked me. "Trish here, she
just finished having her pussy licked by Devon's tongue."
I looked up and noticed Trish, the wondrously beautiful
Canadian, on her knees beside me. "Since her pussy is
taken care of," Amy said, "Trish needs her ass fucked now."
My immediate reaction for those nasty words was a slight
whimper, followed by a heavy-hearted sigh. Although I have
quite an affinity for performing anal sex on gorgeous women,
I wondered to myself how I could possibly "get up" and
satisfy Trish. It seemed as though I had barely any life
left in my body - let alone my cock.
Nevertheless, Amy continued frigging away upon my shaft
with her right hand. Whatever it took, it seemed, Amy was
determined to squeeze yet another erection out of me.
Once she and Trish grinned at each other before swapping
their lips and tongues in a frenzied open-mouth exchange, I
felt my shaft beginning to twitch with a slight bit of life.
I have no idea where the energy or reserve came from within
me, but it was definitely not an illusion.
The sight of two incredibly beautiful women - such as Amy
and Trish - tongue-kissing each other had always been an
extreme turn-on for me. My best guess was that the reason
my cock had new life in it was because of their dual kiss.
It was the only conceivable explanation.
The screams of Kristanna and Pamela as they now shared a
blissful "69" of their own registered in my mind, but I
really did not notice them. Instead, all of my attention
was focused on Amy and Trish. The ladies hugged each other
tightly, their mouths pressed together in a passionate kiss.
I got the sense that the only reason both of them were
kissing each other was to simply turn me on - and get my
cock hard again (this time, for Trish's ass).
It most definitely worked, because I suddenly found
myself with another bulging erection. Considering what I
have been through not only this morning, but all ten weeks
as well, I'll classify this erection as a "miracle". I had
no strength left in my body at all. None whatsoever.
As a result, the handcuffs which still shackled my wrists
to the banister behind me were of absolutely no consequence.
Even if my hands were free, I wouldn't be able to use them.
I was just too exhausted to do much of anything.
"Let's get that ass fucked!" Amy exclaimed as she broke
her heated kiss with Trish. The two ladies squealed with
delight as Trish then, with her back turned to me, moved in
and squatted herself over my throbbing cock.
Amy offered Trish's lush backside a hard slap, before
spreading her lush, tight asscheeks apart with both hands.
My eyes grew big as I watched Amy guide Trish's wondrous,
sweet ass directly down and onto my erection. An instant
later, Amy helped pop it into her rectum.
"OH YEAH," Trish moaned in response, her back to me, as
she immediately began to buck and churn about atop my cock.
I had a perfect, bird's eye view of my shaft as it was deeply
embedded within the confines of Trish's bowels. Not only was
the sight absolutely incredible, but so were the sensations.
Trish's sounds of passion were muffled for a moment as Amy
offered her yet another mouth-to-mouth kiss. However, that
did not stop Trish from continuing her bucking and grinding
motion upon my enlarged cock. I could not believe how
incredibly tight her puckered anus felt upon my erection.
At the same time, I noticed that a three-some had broken
out on the other side of the room. Devon had joined the
coupling of Pamela and Kristanna, interjecting both her
tongue and fingers into what was once a mutual and shared
"69". Stephanie, meanwhile, had begun masturbating again.
Her dark eyes were fixated upon Amy and Trish, and me.
I had no control over my cock - or the rest of my body,
for that matter - as I soon felt myself pumping Trish's ass
full of sperm. My whole world was in a complete and dizzy
daze. Things were spinning, and nothing was right.
I simply never had this sort of fulfillment before.
* * *
It may have been a minute or so later when Amy's words
jarred me back to reality. "Oh Jeremy..." she mocked me,
in a teasing voice. Amy turned to look at me, and grasped
my deflated cock once more. "Oh Jerrrrr-e-my..."
Amy offered me a devilish grin before saying, "Me and
the other girls... we've decided it's time to give you a
little rest." She paused before adding, "But we'll keep
busy. We're going to have a big daisy-chain."
I moaned once those words registered in my mind.
"Would you like to watch us?" she asked teasingly, to
which I immediately nodded my head. Amy grinned before
grabbing my wrists and flinging them about wildly. They
were still shackled to the metal banister behind me...
"What have you done to DESERVE, to watch us?" was her
next question, which sent a dagger through my senses.
I was too weak to respond, so Amy took the initiative.
"I don't think you deserve to watch all six of us girls in a
big daisy-chain. You can barely keep an erection this
morning!" She paused and added, "I also think you can stay
tied up here, for a few more hours."
"Yeah!" Stephanie snickered.
"The only thing you do deserve, Jeremy, is to lay here
all tied up, and think about what me and the other girls are
going to do to each other. Our tongues, our fingers...
everything." Amy stood up and smiled at the others, saying,
"Come on, girls. We'll have a daisy-chain ANYWHERE other
than this room, where Jeremy can't see us."
I watched and whimpered with disapproval as the group of
ladies first giggled at my predicament, then left the
meeting room all together. They were off to have their
daisy-chain - and I was not permitted to watch it.
Being bound and restrained, there was nothing I could
personally do to change that, either. I would stay here
all tied up until Amy saw fit to release me.
Fortunately, however, she proved to be just teasing me.
A moment later, Amy and the others re-emerged at the
entrance to the meeting room. With all of them giggling and
smiling, Amy stepped up and said, "Nah... we couldn't do
that to you, Jeremy. We'll have the daisy-chain here!"
I moaned in both relief and excitement as the entire
group of hellcats suddenly dropped to the floor and got
into position for a heated round of daisy-chain love.
Laying in a human circle upon their sides, the ladies
would lick and slurp away at another's pussy, while someone
else did the exact same thing to them. Kristanna would use
her tongue on Stephanie, who would provide a similar treatment
for Pamela. Pamela, in turn, would lick Trish's pussy as
the 26-year-old from Toronto kept busy with Devon's folds.
Rounding out the daisy-chain would be none other than Amy,
who would receive oral worship from Devon while providing
Kristanna a heated dose of her own.
Moaning while flat on my back, I watched intently as six
of the most beautiful women I had ever seen all began to
writhe together. Their bodies bucked and churned in unison
over an absolute wave of incredible lust and desire. It
wasn't too long before a series of high-pitched squeals and
loud, ravenous screams were suddenly filling the room.
I shook my head in amazement at the sight, wishing that
my hands were free. If I couldn't join in on the fun, I at
least deserved to be able to whack off while watching them.
That is... if I had the strength left to do so.
The girls continued to moan and scream together as their
bodies all writhed about in the blissful throes of ecstasy.
Amidst a sea of hungry tongues and probing fingers, it
should come as no great surprise that the orgasms the group
of ladies each experienced was something fierce and intense.
Whether it was a deafening roar or a unique scream and
phrase, I could tell when each lady experienced an orgasm.
First it was Trish, who grounded her sweet pussy hard upon
Pamela's enchanting face while panting out her approval.
Then it was both Stephanie and Kristanna, quickly followed by
Pamela and Devon. Screams, moans, squeals... everything.
Naturally, the last woman to have her pussy explode was
the voracious and insatiable Amy. The 28-year-old had more
sexual stamina than anyone I had ever known.
However, she could last no more once Devon added three
fingers to what had already been a torrid, tongue-filled
assault upon her pussy. Amy screamed out in sheer desire as
she kept her luscious thighs clenched tightly around Devon's
head, her beautiful body squirming about wildly.
Realizing that the day's events had just begun, I again
whimpered to myself. There was plenty more sex to be had
today - I'm sure the girls would see to that.
I also knew they would do whatever it took to squeeze
more erections out of me. I wondered at the time how I
could possibly survive even more of this sweet torture...
*** *************** ***
"I hate having to say good-bye," Pamela told me the next
day, as she and I embraced one another in front of the gate
at Lima's International Airport. Pamela was the last woman
who I had to bid farewell to. Amy, Stephanie and Trish were
already on the aircraft which would fly them to Los Angeles.
The blonde pulled away from my arms amidst a sea of
travelers and whined, "I'm going to miss you so much."
"You're always welcome to come back," I reminded Pamela,
offering her yet another hug. "Devon and I, Kristanna... we
would love for you to come back, Pamela. You know how to
get in touch with me. You need anything... let me know."
Pamela sniffed her nose and then reached into her purse,
and pulled out a ring. "I want you to have this, Jeremy,"
she said, showing it to me. The ring had a tiny crown on
top, a heart in the center and two hands at the bottom.
"The crown represents loyalty, meaning I will always be
loyal to you, Jeremy. The hands are a show of friendship.
And the heart... well, you know what that means."
Pamela slipped the ring onto my finger and added, "This
is a <last name> family heirloom. I am supposed to save it
for my husband - whomever that may turn out to be - but it
is yours, Jeremy. I want you to have it. This way, I know
a part of me will always be with you."
"I can't accept this from you," I told her, trying to slip
the ring off my finger - but Pamela would not allow it. "It
is a family heirloom of yours. I can't accept it!"
"No," she said, sounding firm. "It's yours. I insist
that you take it, Jeremy. It's the only thing I can give
you which is a part of me. I want you to have it. I want
to know that I will always be with you. This is important
to me. I can't tell you how important it is. Please..."
I frowned for an instant, then perked up and nodded my
head in response at her. "If you really want me to have it,
dear... then I accept." I held the ring out in front of my
face and promised, "I'll never take it off. Whenever I look
at it, I will think of you and smile."
"Thank you," Pamela suddenly choked, her emotions getting
the best of her yet again. As the final boarding call for
her flight was announced, Pamela offered me one final hug
and cried, "I love you, Jeremy. I'll always love you!"
"I love you too," I reciprocated, kissing her on the
cheek. "Remember - you're welcome back in my life at any
time. Remind the other girls of that too, once you get on
the plane." I paused and added, "Take care of yourself,
honey. I know you're going to make an excellent teacher."
"Thank you for everything," she said, frowning, before
backing away. "I better get on, or I'll miss the flight.
Goodbye, Jeremy. I love you so much!" Before Pamela turned
to enter the tunnel which led to the aircraft, she ran back
over to me and gave me her final kiss. "I love you..."
"I love you too, dear. Get going. Best of luck..."
As Pamela went into the tunnel and eventually disappeared
from sight, I brought a tissue to my face and wiped away the
sudden tears. She was the last to say good-bye to me. I
would never see Pamela, Amy, Stephanie or Trish again...
But I could take solace in the fact that the four ladies
were all financially set with the $1.5 million checks I had
given to them. That made me feel extremely happy inside.
Pamela no longer had to strip. Trish could open the health
club that she had always dreamed of. Amy and Stephanie?
Who knows? Maybe they could build a dungeon in their house.
"Are you really never going to take that ring off?"
Kristanna asked, as she approached me from behind and then
grasped my hand, inspecting Pamela's family heirloom.
"He better never take it off," Devon chimed in from the
other side, grasping my free hand with her own.
"Of course I'll never take it off," I grinned. "It will
be a good life-long companion for my wedding ring."
"It's so beautiful," Kristanna murmured, still eyeing
Pamela's ring. "A little crown, a heart and two hands."
"We have our own flight to catch," Devon reminded us.
"And unfortunately, it's all the way on the other side of
the airport. It leaves in 40 minutes... we better move."
"I still can't believe we're going to spend a whole month
in the Bahamas, culminating with the two of you getting
married," Kristanna squealed, as she, Devon and I began to
walk toward our assigned gate. "The Bahamas seem like a
dream destination to get married."
"I can't believe you girls talked me into spending our
honeymoon in Norway," I playfully retorted. "Instead of
sitting on the beach in Bora Bora, or Hawaii, I'll be on
Kristanna's farm... goat herding!"
Devon laughed at my words and countered, "The rest of our
lives is going to be one big honeymoon, Jeremy. We'll have
plenty of time to sit on beaches and work on our suntans."
"A big, strong man like you, Jeremy..." Kristanna grinned.
"My father will put you to work on the farm!"
"Lutefisk, here we come..." I chuckled.
"I've always wanted to go to the Bahamas," Devon mused,
looking up at me. "I think that's why you want to marry me
there, Jeremy. Right? We're even going to stay in that big,
monster resort there - Atlantis. I can't wait." Devon
frowned and added, "I already miss the others."
"I miss them too," Kristanna pouted.
"We'll be okay," I assured them. "Once you get your
first look at the Atlantis resort, it will be all that
either of you think about. For a short while, at least."
"I've never even heard of this Atlantis," Kristanna
countered. "What's so great about it?"
"Everything," I told her. "I spent a couple of days
there back in 1996 while on business. Many people go to
the Atlantis resort and never step away from it during their
whole vacation. It has everything - a giant casino, marine
habitats, glassed-in underwater tunnels, a huge water-park
with slides, beautiful beaches, lagoons, all kinds of sports
and activities. Wonderful restaurants and food, too. Any
and everything you can imagine, Atlantis has it. Their most
expensive suite runs $25,000 per day."
Devon's eyes went wide as she told Kristanna, "Can you
believe that Jeremy wanted to spend a whole month in that
suite? $750,000 for a hotel room! I talked him out of it.
I said there was no way he was spending that much money on
us. So we're staying in a room that runs $1,700 per day.
That's PLENTY enough as it is!"
"Atlantis sounds too expensive," Kristanna offered.
"There are rooms in Atlantis for all budgets," I informed
her. "From the $25,000 Bridge Suite, to $200 a night rooms.
It's really nice. Both of you are going to love it there."
* * *
After confirming our reservations and getting our luggage
checked, Devon, Kristanna and I made it to our first class
seats on the 757 aircraft with just five minutes to spare.
My seat was directly between the two charming ladies, which
was absolutely perfect. We had the row all to ourselves.
It was a six hour flight from Lima to Miami International
Airport, where the three of us would board a connector flight
to Nassau, which was located in Grand Bahama. By the time
we retrieved our luggage in Nassau, rented a pair of cars
and had an early dinner at an expensive seafood restaurant,
the time was 4:15pm. Needless to say, I felt exhausted from
our long day of travel and wanted nothing more than to get
to our hotel suite at the Atlantis resort.
To get there, we had to cross the bridge which connected
Grand Bahama and Paradise Island. Kristanna drove the second
rental car, and followed me as I was at the helm of the first
with Devon. As Atlantis then came into view, it was clear
to all three of us that this was not your typical hotel.
A gigantic dome was next to the soaring, majestic pair of
Royal Towers, which were home to 1,202 various guest suites.
The roadway that led up to the resort's oversize entrance,
which was decorated with winged horse sculptures and water
fountains, featured a tunnel that ran underneath the marina.
Inside the pair of bronze doors was the main lobby, which
was commonly referred to as the Great Hall of Waters.
Devon and Kristanna ventured down the winding staircase,
and I quickly followed behind them. There was a restaurant
there (one of 18 that Atlantis offered), along with wondrous
views of giant pillars and columns, pools and cascading
waterfalls, and a glimpse of the complex's massive aquarium
system. Among the many creatures that passed by us were
sharks, lobsters, stingrays and various schools of fish.
An entranceway located within this restaurant led to what
was known as "The Dig" - an elaborate labyrinth of tunnels
and aquariums which was a tribute to the lost civilization
of Atlantis. According to mythical legend, of course, the
city of Atlantis existed 11,000 years ago in the middle of
the Atlantic Ocean until Zeus, dissatisfied with the way of
life of its people, decided to destroy it.
Having been to this resort in the past, I again told the
girls that there was a collection of waterslides which I was
certain they would enjoy. One was a 60-foot, near-vertical
drop, which zoomed its riders through a plexiglass covered
portion of the shark tank. Another was similar, but offered
a rubber tube ride which also ended in an enclosed section
of the shark tank. There were a countless number of pools
and other slides, along with hot tubs and saunas.
I had to promise Devon and Kristanna that we would visit
everything that Atlantis had to offer over the next 30 days.
Some of the other spectacular attractions located here were
open-air marine habitats, glassed-in underwater viewing
tunnels, exhibition lagoons, replicas of a Mayan temple and
a 12th-century cloister. Of course, I would be remiss if I
failed to mention the enormous casino complex as well.
After returning to the Great Hall of Waters, we were
escorted to the Imperial Club express elevator, and then to
the check-in counter. Our suite, at the top of the center
section of the West Tower on the 24th floor, was absolutely
perfect. The suite was so clean and pristine that it looked
as though no one had ever stepped foot in it.
To be more precise, ours was classified as a grand suite,
and it offered a pair of separate bedrooms (though, quite
obviously, we would only need one).
As could be expected, the suite was loaded with everything
one could ask for - furniture, tables and desks, cable TV and
a minibar, a telephone with an Internet hook-up, as well as
an iron and an ironing board. A sliding glass door offered a
truly breathtaking view of the nearby beach and ocean waters.
We also had a clear view of the marina, and could easily
watch boats and yachts arrive and set sail from there.
At the tune of about $1,700 per day, the grand suite was
everything that one would imagine a five-star hotel to offer.
Of course, I originally had my eyes set on the Bridge Suite,
which connected the two Royal Towers high in the air. But
as Devon mentioned earlier, she would not allow me to pay
quite that much money for a hotel room - though I wanted to.
My sole reason for that, of course, was so that my pair
of beautiful princesses could experience the ultimate in
luxury and style - which the Bridge Suite offered.
Nevertheless, this was going to be a wonderful vacation
which would culminate with the wedding for Devon and I...
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