1. Threads: The Island Chapter 5


    Date: 12/20/2015, Categories: Fiction, Author: xmistiex, Rating: 87.3, Source: sexstories.com

    In the ten minutes that he spent waiting for Julietta, the three girls had all gotten changed and were in the water, while Casey had simply stripped to his briefs and plunged into the pool after them. Eventually Julietta reappeared though, and Kyle walked over to the pool with her, liking the sight of her in the black bikini. A momentary memory popped into his head of Sahara, the stripper, with her black underwear and the similarities were abundant between the two, yet the slight differences were more pronounced at the same time. Kyle nearly blurted out, "Are you sure you don't have a sister," but he realised that reminding her he was thinking about a stripper and not her probably wouldn't go down too well. He opted for diving in the pool. For an hour or so they mucked around in the pool, sending Ed to make them drinks out of whatever liquor was left in the villa. Surprisingly Ed was the first to pass out, on one of the sunloungers that surrounded the pool. At that point Casey and Margarita were definitely doing their own thing together in the jacuzzi, and Jessica and Shanice had gone inside to get some items to give Ed a 'makeover'. "Let's leave them to it," Julietta whispered in Kyle's ear. He nodded, immediately getting out the pool and helping Julietta out. She didn't let go of his hand, but pulled him after her into the house. Kyle followed her into her bedroom, not pausing as she pulled him straight into the bathroom and handed him a towel. As he dried himself off in ...
    the dim light from the bedside lamp, he watched Julietta, rubbing a towel through her short bobbed hair. It was at that length that it looked awesome if it was neat or messy. With both of them dry apart from the wet clothing, they paused, looking at each other, the air thick with tension. Kyle broke it. "I will if you will," he smiled. Julietta blushed a little but smiled back at him. "It wouldn't be smart to get into bed with wet clothes, would it?" "Downright stupid," Kyle agreed, his hand sliding down over his stomach to the button of the cargo shorts he'd borrowed. "Really stupid," Julietta nodded, reaching behind her to undo the strap of her bikini top. The two black cords dangled down at the sides of her stomach, the top only held in place by the string around her neck. Kyle could see the mischevious grin on her face, the slight flush on her cheeks and chest and he knew his own breath was coming quicker. Throwing caution to the wind he shrugged his hips and pushed at the shorts, dropping them to the floor in one swift movement. "Bear in mind the water was cold," he added, smirking. Her eyes flickered back up to his face. "Poor baby. I'll make sure you're all warmed up." At that Julietta reached back and pulled open the remaining knot on her bikini top, dropping it to the floor. Kyle took a deep breath as he saw her breasts, nice and firm, not too full, and the phrase 'more than a handfull is a waste' popped into his head. Her nipples were tight and hard from the cold ...
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