1. Island Fever 4: Paradise - Chapter 11


    Date: 3/25/2016, Categories: Diary, Blowjob, Cum Swallowing, Female/Female, Group Sex, Male / Females, Oral Sex, Pregnant, Toys, Author: JeremyDCP, Rating: 92.9, Source: sexstories.com

    [[[-IF4-P11.TXT-]]] ---------------- Island Fever 4: Paradise Written by: JeremyDCP@hotmail.com M/F, F/F and a whole lot more ---------------- Chapter 11: "Congregation" ------------------------------------------- -*- Friday, June 5, 2015 -*- My eyes widened as I saw Pamela approaching me, wearing a yellow bikini thong and a soft blue hoodie that did not quite cover the luscious, tanned expanse that led to her round hips. Pamela was slender and curvaceous, with golden hair and ripe, full breasts pressing against the partially unzipped hoodie. "Kristanna and I are headed out to the water on our surfboards," Pamela offered, her hood up, little wisps of blonde hair flowing out and casting shadows on her enchanting face. It really highlighted those big, chocolate-brown eyes of hers. "Would you like to come with us, Jeremy?" "I'll be over eventually." Pamela smiled, sliding back her hood to reveal her full mane of platinum-blonde hair. She unzipped her hoodie very slowly, allowing me to admire the amazing spectacle, only to reveal a bikini top so small and skimpy that it seemed her overflowing breasts would just burst from it at any moment. The afternoon sun was blazing and I was already feeling a bit light-headed. My body shivered and shook at the sight of Pamela in her favorite, yellow two-piece bikini. With a bounce in her step and that ever-present smile on her face, Kristanna literally appeared out of nowhere in a floral-printed bikini of her own with a pair of surfboards. ...
    She giggled and sneered at me, then handed one to Pamela and the two ladies turned and walked toward the water in unison. Their tiny bikinis left little to the imagination; I could barely tear my gaze away from their sweet, wiggling asses, richly tanned and sandy, just barely covered by the G-strings. Looking away, I found a soft spray of fine brown hair that gently framed Trish's caramel-tanned face, her own luminous brown eyes watching me intently. Trish shot me a flirtatious smile as I nodded my head in acknowledgment at her. If I did not have enough temptation already, watching globules of sweat form on Scarlett's flawless, near-naked body as she sunned herself atop a beach towel was driving me nuts. Everywhere I looked, there was a new... asset... to admire. The time was 2:30pm on this very bright and beautiful, sun-swept afternoon, as our entire family enjoyed our last day of vacation on the island's eastern beach. The pale, pink sand here unfurled up-and-down the shoreline and sparkled against a marine backdrop of towering granite boulders which had been battered by both time and weather. The turquoise water was relatively shallow and calm, and protected from the ocean's turbulent waves by a coral reef. I smiled at the little _fort_ we built here on the beach earlier - a collection of eight umbrellas which were anchored in the sand and provided a shaded, cool refuge. Inside it was Devon and Amy (who looked spectacular, by the way, in a bikini with that six-month baby ...
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