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"Tropic of Eros" - Chapter 10 of ??
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Written by: HighlanderJM - (c) 1998-2004
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Following an afternoon full of sexual satisfaction with
the one and only Pamela, I awoke the next morning and offered
to take Devon on a ride throughout the forest in my _Jeep_.
Once I revved its engine, however, the _Jeep_ suddenly died.
It had been a wonderful vehicle for me throughout the past
several years - I bought it while still in high school -
and had never given me any major problems until just now.
It me took awhile to figure out what went wrong. The
timing belt had snapped inside the engine. It was totally
shredded - likely from excessive wear and tear. It would be
quite an extensive and intricate repair process, because to
replace the timing belt, a portion of the engine would have
to disassembled. Otherwise, the belt could not be installed.
Devon suggested that I hire a mechanic and fly him to the
island. That would have been the logical thing to do, but I
liked challenges. I was not a master mechanic by any means,
but thought I could handle replacing the belt, as well as the
tensioner which went with it. I had all the necessary tools
and power equipment at my disposal in the maintenance shed.
"You're not a professional mechanic, Jeremy," Devon told
me. "What happens if you mess the Jeep up even more?"
"Then I'll just buy a new one," I replied, smiling.
That would not be necessary, however. It took me about
nine or ten hours, but I was able to take the engine apart,
replace the timing belt and its accompanying components, and
then piece everything back together. Of course, I first had
to call Kevin - my pilot friend on the mainland - and ask him
to gather up all the parts that I needed and fly them to me.
I planned on taking a tour of the forest with Devon in my
_Jeep_ (a 1987 _Wrangler_) that morning. Instead, the ride
did not happen until much later that evening. I was very
proud of the fact that I was able to conquer such a detailed
repair job like this. I also got to hush up Devon, who did
not believe that I would be up to the task. I should have
bet her a sexual favor or two on it...
That day had been pretty much wasted for me, because I
spent such a long time repairing the Jeep. However, I made
up for it the following day. I gathered all of the girls
and we spent several hours having fun at the beach. I fired
up the grill and we even had a picnic there as well, with
Angus steaks, barbequed pork ribs and bratwurst burgers.
Earlier, Stephanie noticed that I had some scuba diving
gear tucked away in the storage room. Stephanie practically
begged me to take her underwater after our time at the beach
that day (Thursday), saying it was something she had always
wanted to do but until now, never had the opportunity.
I agreed that I would take her diving, but also had to
remind Stephanie that she was a beginner. I would not take
her more than 30 feet underneath the surface. Kristanna then
made the comment that there was a sunken ship no more than
ten minutes from the island. One could easily swim through
its cabin and engine room, and there were always plenty of
colorful fish and coral to be seen along the way. The ship,
from the research and information I had gathered on it, was
reported missing in 1944 and was not discovered until 1976.
Of course, Stephanie immediately said that she wanted to
explore that sunken ship. I told her that it was about 120
feet deep, which was too far for a novice diver. I then
explained to Stephanie that I had taken Kristanna diving
several times over the last couple of years, and thus, she
had enough experience to go that deep in the water.
Stephanie was not pleased that I refused to take her to
that ship. She did not understand why I would not allow her
to go any further than 30 feet deep. But, Stephanie's stance
finally relented and she accepted the fact.
I gave Stephanie a crash course in scuba diving while
helping her get ready for the big plunge. An oxygen tank
and helmet, fins, gloves, weight belt and of course, a
wetsuit were the essentials that I felt Stephanie (or any
diver) needed. I chose all of those things for myself too,
but also decided to bring along an emergency air source, an
underwater watch, blunt tip knife and a laser flashlight.
Stephanie kept close to me as we explored the depths off
the eastern coast of the island. The visibility was great
there, and I could tell Stephanie was intrigued with the
beautiful coral that lined the ocean floor some 30 feet deep.
We saw schools of aarawana, starfish, cichlids and while in
an underwater cave, aphyolebias peruenis.
While exploring the aforementioned cave, Stephanie nuzzled
up beside me and immediately began rubbing my crotch with her
right hand. The move was pretty shocking to me. I glared at
Stephanie, who looked back at me through her helmet/mask with
a wicked, naughty gleam in those pretty blue eyes of hers.
My best guess was that she had been listening to the likes
of Devon, Kristanna and Pamela - all of whom seemed to think
that I was their rag-doll when it came to sex. Stephanie had
yet to personally experience me herself, but it looked as if
she was suddenly very interested in the potential prospects.
The 27-year-old continued stroking my cock through the
wetsuit for several moments. Only when Stephanie had urged
an erection out of me and it was about to blow did she stop.
Maybe Stephanie did not want to waste a fresh batch of sperm?
As the enchantress floated away, I offered her ass a hard
swat with an open hand. She turned and looked back at me,
and I could see a smile through the helmet upon her face. I
could hear her infectious laugh echo throughout my mind.
Sooner or later, I had to get my cock into that hot brunette!
It was not too long after Stephanie and I had gotten out
of the water that the skies literally opened up - resulting
in a heavy, thick downpour of rain. This was how torrential
rain usually started around here. The whole day had been
scenic and balmy, with blue skies for as far as the eye could
see. Then, a heartbeat later, clouds form and bring with
them a substantial amount of precipitation.
By the time Stephanie and I had finally gotten out of our
scuba gear, there were bright flashes of lightning and loud
rumbles of thunder to go along with that downpour of rain. I
implored to Stephanie that we had to return to the mansion as
soon as possible. As we made our way, I told her that this
was the beginning of what would probably be four or five nasty
electrical storms before she and the others went back home.
* * *
"Isn't this great?" Trish mused several hours later,
relaxing at the dining room table along with Kristanna,
Lindsay, Amy and Stephanie. As I lounged within the comfort
of my voyeur room and eavesdropped on their conversation,
Trish slumped down into her chair at the table and sipped
her cup of hot chocolate. "We're in a tropical paradise if
there ever was one, yet we're stuck inside because of a
massive rainstorm. This is just like Toronto!"
"At least the thunder and lightning stopped," Stephanie
observed. "Be thankful for that."
Amy turned around in her chair and glanced outside by way
of the big picture window. It looked cold and gray as the
rain continued to audibly bullet and pelt the glass.
"It's not bad," Amy offered, turning to face her friends
once again. "Jeremy said it won't rain all that often. We
will get big storms like this even less." The red-head
paused and added, "I rather be stuck inside this mansion
during a storm than be back in Ohio on the nicest of days."
"You've got a point there," Stephanie nodded. "Where
would we rather be? We're in the lap of luxury here. I
could be dealing with blood right now at the hospital. Or,
even worse, disgruntled, whiny patients. I want to be here."
"I'm not complaining," Lindsay squealed with glee, holding
her little hands up and admiring them. She then extended her
fingers and added, "Look. I gave myself a manicure tonight."
"I guess everyone is right," Trish relented. "We have
been here for well over a week and this is the first sign of
any kind of bad weather. I better stop my complaining."
"It could be vorse," Kristanna remarked in her unique
voice and accent. "Yew could be at me family's farm in
Norvay, milking da cows and herding goats!"
"Milking cows and herding goats?" Stephanie confirmed,
her eyes wide. As a registered nurse in her Connecticut
hometown, I was quite certain that Stephanie had never
milked a cow or tried her hand at goat herding before. Her
reaction to the idea, though, was quite funny.
"It not be so bad," Kristanna giggled. "Of course, I
grew up as farm girl. It is in me blood!"
"Milking cows and herding goats will NEVER be in my
blood," Stephanie countered, her tone serious.
"That pet goat Jeremy has on the island is really cute,"
Lindsay said. "Vincent Van Goat."
"Dat is me goat!" Kristanna exclaimed. "Not Jeremy's!
Da pig here - Hogglesvorth - is mine too! Da lamb is mine
as well - Da Lambinator. All of da animals belong to me!"
"I've always wondered what it would be like to live on a
farm," Trish told the group. "I would like that."
"I wouldn't mind living on a sperm farm," Amy smirked,
gaining the full attention of everyone at the dinner table.
"You know... with hundreds, maybe even THOUSANDS, of men
ready to pump me full of their sperm at a moment's notice."
After a few seconds of silence - where the others simply
stared at Amy in pure bewilderment - Kristanna shook her head
and finally spoke, "Yew crazy, girl. Yust crazy!"
"Do you remember Hands Across America in the 1980's?" Amy
asked the group. "They had one big line of people holding
hands from one coast to the other. It was a big-time thing."
She paused and added, "Well... I would like to campaign for
Cocks Across America!" My eyes went wide as the nymphomaniac
continued, "Line them up... man after man, from Maine all the
way to California. I would get down on my knees and suck
every single one of them off until they came in my mouth!"
"Oooookay..." Lindsay commented, stunned.
"Yew beyond crazy," Kristanna giggled. "Yew zany-crazy!"
"Why stop at America?" Trish wondered. "Don't forget
Canada. We have a great country, too, you know. And trust
me when I tell you - plenty of hard cocks there, as well."
"Just go for Cocks Across Earth," Stephanie suggested.
"That may be the only thing that keeps her happy."
"Jeremy keeps me happy," Amy mused.
Stephanie's eyebrows raised as she said, "You better not
let Devon hear that. She has latched onto Jeremy and looks
at him as her personal property. Anything the rest of us do
with Jeremy, she thinks, we're just borrowing him from her."
"Borrow, yes," Amy nodded. "But maybe I don't want to
return him. Maybe I want to keep Jeremy for myself!"
As I contemplated the meaning of those words - was Amy in
love with me too? - Devon strolled into the dining room.
For a moment, I was fearful that Devon overheard Amy's
words about _borrowing_ me from her, but then choosing not
to _return_ me. I was fairly certain that Devon would not
have approved of such words from Amy - or any other woman
on the island, for that matter. She seemed a bit possessive
and, quite obviously, had her sights set on me. All I had
to do to remind myself of that was think back to the very
poignant and candid remarks she made to Stephanie about me
last week. Devon claimed that she even wanted to marry me!
Of course, Devon and I had some rather candid discussions of
our own. She was definitely on my list of top favorites.
However, the joyous look upon the 27-year-old's face told
me that she was unaware of Amy's aggressive comments. Devon
made her way to the center of the elegant dining room, then
turned toward the five ladies who were gathered at the table.
"Have I got a treat for all of you," she gushed, a big
smile upon her luscious face. "Take a look at this!"
Once Devon pointed toward the entrance of the dining room,
I quickly panned the camera back as all of the other ladies
glanced in that same direction. As they nodded and smiled
at what they saw before them, I nearly had a heart attack.
Pamela gave a sexy expression and sashayed into the dining
room, her high-heels clanking loudly upon the tiled floor.
The sweet, beautiful blonde was wearing a long, brown trench
coat which went all the way down to her ankles.
I immediately knew what was about to happen. I remembered
the recent encounter I had with Pamela on Saturday night,
when she had come to my personal suite wearing that very same
coat and offered me a hot, tantalizing lap dance.
Inside the dining room, the other five ladies were all
seated together at the table, which was quite sturdy itself.
Meanwhile, Pamela, who was an exotic dancer in her Maryland
hometown, was decked-out in the trench coat. It did not
take a genius to figure out that she was going to give the
girls a wicked strip-show - most likely upon the tabletop.
Even in such a drab coat, Pamela was absolutely stunning.
She was the type of woman who looked beautiful no matter the
situation. Of course, I knew she that would look a _million_
times better without her coat on...
"Take it off, baby!" Trish snickered, coming across as a
patron at a strip club. "Show us what you got!" Apparently,
she quickly caught onto what was happening here, too.
Pamela grinned heartily before stepping onto a chair,
then the sturdy tabletop. Her moves were so fluid and
natural. It was easy to tell that the sexy bombshell was a
very experienced, professional dancer.
When Pamela slipped the coat off, all of the women smiled
with lust while I began to stroke the big bulge in my shorts.
Her blonde hair was long and flowing, styled in natural
waves, and her lovely face had just a few touches of mascara.
That face did not require a lot of make-up to look beautiful.
It was naturally that way - just like the rest of her.
Pamela was dressed in a lingerie-style outfit. She wore
a transparent lace bra which was black. Her perky nipples
were clearly visible through the light, thin material.
Below her waist, the exotic dancer wore a lacey black skirt
which was rather small. It clung to her upper thighs in a
delicious manner and was also of the see-through variety. A
bright, metallic orange G-string could be seen through the
flimsy skirt. The whole outfit was topped off with a pair of
black high-heels which accentuated her tanned, luscious legs.
In a nutshell, Pamela looked absolutely marvelous. One
could only wish that all of the dancers in clubs across the
world could look even _HALF_ as good as Pamela did. Pamela
was so gorgeous that she could easily sell out an 80,000
seat football stadium, with plenty of standing-room only
sections included, for one of her sexy, live performances.
When Devon produced a portable stereo and pumped its
volume loud, a rowdy, raucous song simply erupted from its
speakers. It was time for Pamela to do her thing.
The group of ladies looked on with interested eyes as
Pamela pranced toward the center of the large table. Yes...
it was easy to tell she had done this sort of thing before.
Pamela placed both hands on her flat stomach and turned
her face to the side, then began twirling her hips in a
lusty, sensual motion. Some of the girls started to squirm
and fidget around with arousal in their seats. Meanwhile, I
kept stroking the big bulge within my shorts.
Pamela continued with that same motion for several
seconds before turning her face toward the assembled group
of ladies. She hiked her skirt up to her waist and let it
fall down just as quickly, teasing the ladies as only she
could, then slowly walked around the perimeter of the table
with a sensual ease and eroticism which I totally admired.
Pamela stopped and turned toward her room-mate and lover,
Amy. She stood before her and bumped her voluptuous body to
the music. Amy could do nothing but gasp and glance at the
others for a quick second before turning her attention back
to Pamela. It was obvious that she really enjoyed Pamela's
lewd, suggestive dance. Of course, I think it is safe to
say that Amy enjoyed mostly _everything_ about Pamela.
The blonde smiled down at her friend and cupped Amy's chin
with her right hand, then blew her a kiss with her left hand.
Once again, Amy squirmed about in her seat as Pamela giggled
before moving onto the next woman - Stephanie.
The registered nurse produced a dollar bill and held it
up. Pamela smiled and shrugged her shoulders, then took the
dollar bill from her. Because of the tip, the beautiful
stripper decided to spend more time dancing in front of
Stephanie than she did for Amy. Pamela moved her curvaceous
body toward the brunette, still bumping and grinding to the
lively beat, and gave her quite an entertaining show.
Trish was next in line. It seemed as if she had a real
fascination with Pamela's shapely ass. Who could blame her?
The Canadian had been gawking at it, through the transparent
skirt, since Pamela had begun dancing for Stephanie.
Pamela turned and looked back over her shoulder, noticing
that Trish was staring right at her ass. She grinned, then
turned toward her. Trish looked up and gave an embarrassed
smile as the stripper continued moving to the raucous tune.
Pamela stepped away from Trish and turned around, then
leaned over slightly, causing her shapely ass to jut-out
toward the woman's face. Trish gasped, obviously enjoying
this, and then Pamela began gyrating her hips while looking
back at her, smiling sweetly the whole time. She continued
to flaunt her luscious ass at Trish for quite some time,
before finally stopping and moving onto the next woman.
Lindsay produced a dollar bill of her own, and Pamela
graciously took it. She placed both hands on the side of
her head and squatted down in front of Lindsay, then began
darting her body from side-to-side with a sensual grace and
ease which, very simply, could not be put into words.
Lindsay blushed and flashed another dollar bill. Pamela
took it and tossed her head back, and rolled it in circles.
Kristanna, who was seated next to Lindsay, giggled as she
offered four kroner to Pamela. The stripper did not accept
it, but got a laugh out of the Norwegian currency anyway.
However, she did offer the 24-year-old a luscious routine.
Kristanna's thoughts were there, at least, with the kroner.
After giving each of the girls an individual show, Pamela
went back to the center of the table and began grinding her
body in unison with the music. She spun on a high-heel,
appearing sexy as ever, with a big smile on her lovely face.
Meanwhile, Devon stood off to the side and smiled with the
stereo atop her shoulder, enjoying the show in her own way.
Pamela undid the lone, single button on the front of her
see-through skirt and easily pulled it off in one, quick
motion. She turned, now wearing just the transparent black
bra and metallic orange G-string, and gave all of the ladies
at the table a good show. She held the skirt above her head
with a single hand, then began twirling it in circles while
rotating her rounded hips at the very same time.
The assembled group of ladies began to hoot, holler and
cheer as Pamela tossed the skirt off to the side. She
placed both hands on her hips and moved her body in a lusty
motion, while slowly rotating in a full circle so everyone
could get a view of her from all angles.
As you may have already imagined, by this time, I had my
cock out and was stroking it madly. Pamela was just so very
beautiful - especially when she danced and stripped. There
was no way I could resist stroking in this situation.
Of course, while I realized that Pamela despised being an
exotic dancer because of the way the common customer treated
her (that was one of many reasons, actually), I figured that
she was having a good time right now while putting on a show
for all of her lady friends here on the island. I did not
have a problem with her showcasing herself like this for all
of the others. After all, everyone here was friends.
Lindsay, who had offered two dollars in tips thus far,
flashed another bill. Pamela strutted over to the petite
blonde and graciously accepted it. She then stood at the
edge of the table on that side, directly above Lindsay, and
bucked her hips as if she were getting pounded by a cock (or
dildo, perhaps) during sex. Pamela closed her luminous eyes
and sighed, pretending that an orgasm was forthcoming.
That little bucking display caused several of the girls
to reach into their pockets or purses and produce dollar
bills. Pamela took care of all of them, giving each the
same bucking motion after taking their money. Kristanna
even snatched a dollar from Lindsay so she could experience
some of the up-close and live action, too. No one was
going to grow tired of this particular routine.
The 28-year-old, who now had a wad of bills in her hand,
tossed them onto the floor beside the table. Apparently,
Pamela did not feel like holding the money any longer.
Her next move was to return to the center of the table.
Pamela unclasped her see-through bra in front and peeled it
from her breasts. All of the girls looked on in appreciation
as they got a full view of those tight, 38d-sized globes.
Like she had earlier done with the skirt, Pamela held the bra
above her head and spun it in circles, while also vibrating
her body in a way so her breasts would flop and bounce about.
The young woman fell to all fours on the dinner table and
positioned herself so that her shapely ass was directly in
front of Trish's view. She twitched and wiggled her hips
for Trish, who had admired her ass so much just moments ago.
After several seconds, Pamela turned toward Trish and
stood on her knees, then blatantly pinched her own nipples.
Trish smiled and shook her head, and offered another dollar.
Pamela took the money and rose to her feet, then went
back to the center of the table. All of the girls were now
squirming - obviously very excited - as the seasoned dancer
thumbed the side straps of her G-string.
In what best could be described as a simply awesome
display of eroticism, the blonde gently slid the G-string
down her hips and thighs as her body shimmied and shook to
the beat of the loud, raucous music.
Now completely nude, Pamela trapped the G-string on her
right foot and then lifted her leg, and planted the garment
directly on top of Trish's head. All of the other girls
laughed and cheered as Trish took hold of the G-string and
brought it to her nose. She sniffed it, and smiled.
At center table, Pamela grinded her hips to the music
while running both hands over her large, ample breasts. The
seductress turned and twirled her ass before Trish once
again, giving her another show which was truly appreciated.
Pamela then grinned and clapped her hands together in
three second intervals, and soon the group of ladies caught
on and started doing the same thing.
Everyone in the room was applauding as Pamela, the only
one who had stopped, jumped down from the table. Then, she
sashayed over to the far wall and faced the girls.
As the end of the song approached, Pamela dropped to her
knees and sat back, then opened her thighs wide. All of the
ladies had a clear view of her pussy as she closed her eyes
and started bumping her body. Needless to say, the girls
were _still_ clapping. Pamela continued with the simulated
sexual motions until the rowdy song finally came to an end.
The applause continued for several seconds, during which
time Pamela opened her eyes and smiled graciously at all of
the girls. She was grateful for their enthusiastic response.
Likewise, it was readily apparent that the ladies had been
entertained greatly by this incredibly erotic young woman.
Maybe I did not realize how much the ladies enjoyed the
show until Amy stood up from the table. I about blew my
load as I noticed that Amy's denim shorts were unbuttoned,
with the zipper down in front. Along with the dreamy look
on her face, it was quite obvious that she had been playing
with herself during the memorable strip-show.
Any doubt of this was squashed when Amy reached into her
shorts, and rubbed herself with three fingers. Her gaze was
totally fixated upon Pamela as she stood, facing her.
"I dink SOMEONE needs a lap dance!" Kristanna giggled,
her eyes focused upon Amy.
"Why don't you give a lap dance to Lindsay?" Trish said
to Pamela, which in turn, caused the 18-year-old to blush
red with embarrassment. "I think she would really like one."
Indeed, it was abundantly clear that Lindsay was aroused by
the display Pamela had just put on for all of the ladies.
"Oh... would you like a lap dance, honey?" Pamela cooed
at Lindsay. After a brief hesitation, Lindsay offered a shy
smile and nodded her head in affirmative. "Pull a chair out
to the center of the room, and I'll give you a lap dance."
Lindsay nodded her head in agreement before she rose from
the table and eventually brought a chair to the middle of
the room with her. Without a single stitch of clothing on,
Pamela positioned herself directly in front of Lindsay as
she took a seat in the chair. Then, with her back turned to
Lindsay, Pamela struck a pose and started to slowly grind
her beautiful, rounded hips to an unheard rhythm.
Lindsay smiled in total appreciation as Pamela then turned
around and cupped her breasts in a very seductive manner.
The exotic dancer soon closed the distance between them and
moved her bare pelvis upon Lindsay's lap and mashed herself
against it. Pamela flung her head back sharply, her blonde
hair whipping about, then offered Lindsay a friendly smile.
Indeed, Pamela enjoyed flaunting her considerable physical
assets and charms for the others. She was enjoying herself.
Pamela smiled as she ran her hands along Lindsay's chest,
giving those smallish breasts a good squeeze in the process.
The vixen grinned in return, then cupped Pamela's own breasts
with her hands and squeezed them firmly. Lindsay moaned as
Pamela rewarded her with a faceful of her breasts. The duo
giggled as Lindsay them embraced Pamela with both arms.
The stripper shook her body vigorously, finally freeing
herself from Lindsay's curious clutches. She proceeded to
twist her body so that she was now sitting sideways in her
lap, with two arms hooked around her neck. Lindsay moaned in
pure desire as Pamela shot her a seductive glance.
Pamela turned so that her back was facing Lindsay, then
she placed her ass in her lap and did some more gyrating.
Lindsay blushed again as she took hold of Pamela's hips
and squeezed tightly. Soon, however, Pamela got up and took
a step away, but continued to dance and gyrate.
"Shake that ass, baby!" Lindsay encouraged, finally saying
something bold and provocative. She had been so shy during
these opening 11 days, but Pamela was currently bringing out
a side of her that I had never seen before. "Shake it!"
As Pamela returned to Lindsay, it felt as if my cock was
about to explode here in the voyeur room. She took another
seat in Lindsay's lap and jammed her large breasts hard upon
the teen-ager's face. Pamela shimmied and shook her large
rack upon Lindsay's lovely face for quite some time as both
ladies now offered each other warm and inviting embraces.
The case could be made that Pamela was giving Lindsay more
than usual for the typical lap dance. It is not all that
common for the _customer_ to do such a considerable amount
of touching. On the other hand, however, lap dances usually
do not end with the two people having sex with one another.
Obviously, that was where this little encounter was headed.
Pamela managed to break free from Lindsay's arms and then
slid down to her knees. Now perched between Lindsay's spread
thighs, Pamela reached forward and placed the palm of her
hand upon Lindsay's pussy and gently massaged her there.
After several seconds of the playful petting, Pamela
grinned with obvious desire and slithered back up across
Lindsay's taut body. She caressed the sweetheart's breasts
with both hands while also planting a kiss upon her lips.
Eventually, Pamela stepped away and turned her back to
Lindsay, and started dancing with her hot ass in the blonde's
face. Bent over at the waist while bumping her hips, Pamela
was offering Lindsay a nice view of her exposed ass and pussy.
She held this position for awhile before taking a seat in
her friend's lap, her back still turned. Pamela took hold of
Lindsay's hands, pulled them around her body and then firmly
placed them upon her bare breasts. Lindsay did the rest with a
smile on her face, as she cupped and squeezed the big mounds.
The two ladies were obviously enjoying what was happening, and
it was easy to see that both of them were very excited.
Pamela grinded her ass upon Lindsay's lap while saying, "Are
you enjoying yourself, babydoll?"
"Yeppers," Lindsay squealed, kneading the dancer's breasts.
"Better than I ever imagined it could be." She moved a hand
downward, between Pamela's thighs, then blatantly massaged
the sensitive area. "Will you strip for me, all summer?"
"Oh yes," Pamela replied, her body stiffening in pleasure.
"I'll do anything you want me to, honey."
"This summer is going to be AWESOME!" Lindsay gushed.
Pamela turned around in Lindsay's lap, so that they were
facing one another, then pressed her lips upon hers for a
far-reaching kiss. Lindsay's body stiffened for a moment or
two, but then she relaxed and returned Pamela's tongue-laced
kiss with one of her own. The two ladies shared a very warm
embrace as well, their tongues mingling in erotic unison.
In a fit of passionate rage, Amy immediately closed the
distance between Pamela and herself, and then grabbed the
stripper by the shoulders and pulled her away from Lindsay.
An instant later, both ladies growled with intense lust as
Amy smashed her lips upon Pamela's mouth for a searing kiss.
Apparently, she could not take anymore of this sweet torture.
A few of the other women grinned with obvious arousal
and delight as they got up from the table and made their
way over to the embracing couple. Trish reached out with
her right hand and placed it upon Pamela's lush, perfect ass,
squeezing and massaging it roughly.
Kristanna went one step further by dropping to her knees
behind Pamela, then reaching around her slender waist and
linking her hands together there. Meanwhile, Trish grabbed
Pamela's ass with both hands and really went to town. At
the same time, Kristanna, who was still on her knees behind
Pamela, spread the 28-year-old's pussy with her fingertips
and immediately inserted her tongue for a delicious taste.
As could be expected, Pamela was already squirming and
writhing about as three women worked over various parts
of her body. Obviously the anointed leader, Amy grabbed a
big clump of Pamela's hair and gently yanked on it, ending
their mutual kiss. Pamela's eyes were ablaze with passion
as she stared at Amy, while Kristanna was busy exploring
the tender folds of her pussy with her tongue. At the same
time, Trish continued to pinch and maul Pamela's ass.
"You nasty slut," Amy growled, giving her room-mate a
glare of mad lust. "Those dances you just did were SINFUL!"
"Let me have a taste," Stephanie sighed, as Amy stepped
to the side and allowed the brunette an opportunity to share
a rather forceful, heated kiss with Pamela. Meanwhile,
Kristanna was now jamming a pair of fingers in-and-out of
Pamela's moist slit at warp-speed, while Trish had one hand
on her ass, and the other upon her breasts. Amy used this
brief respite for herself to get rid of her own clothing.
Off to the side, Lindsay made a move to join the group,
but was stopped once Devon placed a hand upon her wrist.
The two ladies gazed at each other for a moment or two,
then smiled and shared a tender, loving kiss.
Amy put an end to the shared kiss between Pamela and
Stephanie, only then to beckon Trish to come forward. The
voluptuous blonde did just that, and then smashed her own
mouth upon Pamela's for a passionate kiss. I grinned at the
mere sight. This being her fourth big-time kiss with as many
people in the last few minutes, Pamela was getting a bit
winded. She would be alright, though...
"Oh yeah..." Amy growled, as she watched Pamela and Trish
swap their tongues together over an open-mouthed exchange.
"Oh yeah... ravage that stripper's mouth! RAPE IT!"
Now over at the dining room table, Lindsay was squirming
about herself as she and Devon continued with their kiss.
Devon had her hand inside Lindsay's blouse, and was busy
fondling one of her firm, little breasts.
Amy tapped Kristanna on the shoulder, giving her a signal
that it was now her turn to orally worship Pamela's pussy.
Kristanna withdrew her lips and tongue from the goddess'
moist folds, then smiled at Amy before rising to her feet and
sharing a kiss with her. Once it was over, Amy dropped to
her knees behind Pamela and immediately began lashing away at
her puffy clitoris with her tongue.
Kristanna and Stephanie held hands and exchanged smiles
as they both watched the kiss between Pamela and Trish
intensify to even greater proportions. A moment later,
Devon snuck up to Stephanie and joyfully hugged her from
behind. The pair of ladies giggled before pressing their
own lips together for an intimate exchange. At the same
time, Kristanna walked over to Lindsay and whispered a word
or two into her ear, then offered her a kiss.
Soon, Trish wanted to change positions with Devon. Now,
Trish and Stephanie were keeping one another occupied while
Devon explored the inner regions of Pamela's mouth with her
tongue. Trish and Stephanie began to rip at each others'
clothing, too. Needless to say, Pamela was now well beyond
the point of simply being aroused. She was burning up.
Amy was showing Pamela's tender pussy absolutely no
mercy or compassion as she violently jammed three (and
sometimes four) fingers in-and-out of it at a blistering
rate of speed. In the meantime, Amy's tongue was swirling
in mad circles. It was clear that she wanted to be the one
who helped Pamela experience her first orgasm today.
Devon broke her kiss with Pamela, which allowed the
exotic dancer a chance to freely breathe and catch her air.
"Why don't you come back over and get another kiss from
Pamela?" Devon said to Lindsay, smiling.
Kristanna nodded her head at Lindsay, who grinned and then
made her way over to Pamela. She took a very deep breath
just before Lindsay placed her lips upon hers for a loving,
tongue-filled kiss. Pamela responded by slipping a hand
inside Lindsay's blouse and fondling one of her breasts.
As I watched this torrid encounter from the prime comfort
of my voyeur room, I could not believe my eyes. I was
definitely stroking my cock into a dizzied frenzy. It
seemed as if all of the ladies wanted to focus their effort
and energy upon Pamela, as a way of re-paying her for such a
monumental strip-tease. They were going to _GANG-BANG_ her!
Pamela was squealing and grunting in response to the
expert oral and finger work being done upon her pussy,
courtesy of the nasty Amy. The red-head even managed to
land a few, stinging slaps upon Pamela's sweet ass as well,
which I am certain did nothing but excite her even more.
A few seconds later, Pamela's whole body went rigid as
she broke her kiss with Lindsay. The young woman let out a
loud, shrieking scream, which was followed by a giggle from
Amy. Pamela had just creamed her little pussy - as well as
Amy's face. The sight made me smile.
"Oh God..." Pamela moaned once it was over, dropping to
her knees in a sign of momentary weakness. Of course, Amy
had to take this and twist it around somewhat.
"Ahh... she wants to be on her knees now!" The other
ladies snickered as Amy added, "That's really not the right
place for her, though. On your back, girl!"
Pamela let out an exaggerated squeal as she did what was
instructed of her. Now on her back, she instinctively spread
her thighs and slipped a hand between them, and began to
openly masturbate in front of everyone in the room.
Stephanie moved forward and then dropped to her knees,
directly over Pamela's face. Amy smiled and nodded at her -
signaling it was okay - before Stephanie took the final step
and lowered her pussy to the vixen's hungry, awaiting mouth.
"Oh yeah..." Stephanie moaned, her face ablaze with lust,
as she mauled her breasts with both hands and began to gyrate
herself upon Pamela's probing lips and tongue. "OH YEAH...
that feels so good! So good!"
I then watched as Amy - who was now completely nude -
crawled over to her ominous bag-of-toys and began to search
through it. What would she pull out of it this time?
Devon and Lindsay were in another kissing contest, but
Kristanna and Trish were keeping pace right beside them.
Lindsay's blouse was now history, and Devon made sure her
bra was soon to follow. I moaned at the mere sight of
Kristanna and Trish each stripping one another of their
clothing as their heated, passionate kiss continued. The
Norwegian had been fully clothed, but all that remained on
Trish prior to ten seconds ago was her bra and panties.
Stephanie had ripped off Trish's other clothing earlier...
Devon broke her kiss with Lindsay, then licked her lips
in anticipation as she looked over at Pamela and Stephanie.
It was obvious to me what was on her mind.
My thoughts were then confirmed as a short moment later,
Devon settled down between Pamela's outstretched thighs and
began lapping away at her pussy. At the same time, Stephanie
continued to moan and squirm about as she mashed her own
delicious pussy upon Pamela's swirling tongue.
My eyes went wide with arousal once Amy pulled out a
massive, strap-on dildo from within that infamous bag. It
was black and appeared to be at least 12 inches in length.
Amy held the tool in her hand for several seconds, while
keeping an eye on the three-way coupling in front of her.
Then, Amy turned toward Lindsay and gave her a curious look.
Soon, she rose to her feet and went over to Lindsay.
"I bet you've never used one of these," Amy said, holding
the nasty strap-on up for Lindsay to see. The blonde shook
her head in response as Amy went on, "Well... I think it's
high time you learn. You need to know."
Lindsay yelped with desire as Amy whisked her shorts down
in a heartbeat. Next came her panties, and then Lindsay
appeared a bit antsy as Amy placed the strap-on's harness
around her waist, before buckling it into place.
Lindsay looked down with wide eyes at the massive dong
which protruded outward from her pelvis, before turning her
attention to Amy. "I've never even SEEN one of these..."
"They're real easy to use, honey," Amy told her. "Here.
You can have a test run or two on Pamela over there."
A moment later, Devon smiled and accordingly withdrew her
face from between Pamela's quivering thighs as Amy brought
Lindsay over. The red-head then tapped Stephanie on the
shoulder, signaling for her to dismount from Pamela's face.
When she did, the 28-year-old's eyes went wide with lust as
she got her first glimpse of the dildo-wielding Lindsay.
"You should do her doggie-style for now," Amy suggested,
her hand upon Lindsay's tight ass. "It's better that way."
Amy's voice became more strict as she smacked Pamela on
the leg. "Come on, Pammy! On your hands and knees!" Like
a submissive, Pamela immediately did what she was told. Amy
smiled and gloated, "All fours! Just like a bitch!"
A moment later, Pamela suddenly hid her face and screamed
out in total lust as Lindsay - who was on her knees behind
her - jammed the massive strap-on dildo into her pussy.
Amy offered the teen-ager some pointers and advice, but
it seemed as if Lindsay really did not need all that much
help. A wicked smile came to her face as she began to
churn her hips back-and-forth, the huge dong invading and
piercing its way throughout Pamela's precious folds.
"Fuck her harder!" Amy encouraged Lindsay, offering her a
hard slap on the ass for emphasis. "FUCK HER HARDER!"
Obviously liking this new side of herself, Lindsay grinned
and then really started to blast Pamela with the strap-on
dildo. Pamela screamed and cried out in response, also now
burying her face and pounding her fist upon the carpeted
floor in the process. This was too much...
"Oh, come here, sweet thing," Devon said to Stephanie,
grasping hold of her wrist and pulling her closer. "Did
Pamela get you all hot and bothered with her tongue?"
Stephanie nodded her head as Devon continued, "Don't worry,
honey. I'll be happy to finish you off."
As Kristanna was in the midst of worshiping Trish's full
breasts with her hands and tongue, Devon pulled Stephanie
down to the floor with her. She offered the hot brunette a
deep kiss, before gliding southward and slipping her head
between her thighs. An instant later, Stephanie began to
moan out her pleasure just as she had before.
A wave of lust had overtaken all of the ladies in the
dining room. Fortunately, I was witnessing it live from the
voyeur room. Even better, this encounter was being archived
by my surveillance equipment. I could re-live it any time...
Meanwhile, Amy still found it necessary to repeatedly
swat Lindsay on the ass as she plunged her way in-and-out
of Pamela's pussy. A moment later, Amy finally relented
and with a smile, backed away from the squirming couple.
Indeed, Lindsay's whirlwind education on how to use a big
strap-on dildo was over. She now knew what to do with it.
Amy retrieved her bag-of-toys, and began searching through
it once again. This time, she pulled out an even _BIGGER_
strap-on dildo. Snickering, Amy held it up for the others to
see. I simply shook my head in amazement.
Amy returned to the lust-couple, and tossed the bigger
dildo onto the floor directly beside Pamela's face. I
smiled to myself as Pamela's eyes went wide as she stared
at the obnoxious thing. It must have been 18 inches long!
"Make that nasty blonde cum!" Amy exclaimed, her words
directed at Lindsay. "Make her cum! Other people have to
get their turn with her, too. So hurry up!"
Speaking of such things, Stephanie screeched and wailed
out in utter lust as Devon helped her achieve an orgasm with
her skilled, talented tongue.
Laying flat on her back, Stephanie continued to writhe
and squirm about even in the after-effects of her orgasm.
That was obviously because Devon's face had not left the
silken joining of her thighs yet. Her tongue just kept
lapping away at Stephanie's soaked slit. I could tell that
Devon was really enjoying the _fruits_ of her labor...
Meanwhile, Kristanna and Trish were locked in yet another
heated kiss. Kristanna, in fact, was perched upon Trish's
trusting lap as the two ladies traded both their lips and
tongues in the open air. Indeed, Kristanna was a big hit
amongst all of the ladies - just as I knew she would be.
It appeared as if Pamela's body was about to burst from
the harsh, rough treatment she was receiving courtesy of
Lindsay. On her hands and knees with her ass perched high,
Pamela screamed out and pounded her fist upon the carpet
some more as Lindsay continued to blast away at her.
I smiled at the sudden realization that Pamela was in the
sweet process of orgasm - her second of the evening thus far.
Lindsay obviously caught on too, as she slowed her powerful
strokes but continued to barrel the dildo into her new lover
until Pamela simply collapsed onto the floor.
Lindsay unstrapped the dildo's harness and leaned over,
kissing the side of Pamela's face as the exotic dancer
breathed in short, rapid gasps. Just a brief glimpse of
Lindsay's perfect, little ass as she bent over and kissed
Pamela sent an electric shockwave shooting throughout me.
An evil gleam came to Amy's eyes as she picked the bigger
strap-on dildo (18 inches?) up from the floor. Grinning,
she twirled it by its strap above her head and called out,
"Who wants to fuck our resident rag-doll next?"
Devon was still nestled between Stephanie's thighs, and
may have been on her way to bringing her another orgasm.
With those two out of the running, Kristanna broke her kiss
with Trish and raised her hand. "Me!" she said, smiling.
"You know how to put one of these on?" Amy smirked,
extending the strap-on with her right hand. Kristanna
slipped out of Trish's lap and made her way over to Amy, a
definite smile upon her face. She took the instrument and
fastened it around her waist.
"I vant to fuck her missionary," Kristanna sneered.
"What's stopping you?" Amy asked, matter-of-factly.
"Oh God..." Pamela whined, as Amy flipped her over onto
her back. "N-Not again!" the stacked blonde cried, just
before Kristanna mounted her in the missionary position and
sunk that enormous dong directly into her pussy.
I smiled and shook my head at the sight of Kristanna as
she immediately began to hump away at the poor woman.
Pamela may have been nearing exhaustion, but I knew that
she wanted - no - she NEEDED more. I could see the look of
extreme hunger in her eyes. I grinned again while these
thoughts went through my mind, as I busily stroked my cock.
Another smile came to my face as I watched Amy take the
lovely Lindsay into her arms, and kiss her deeply. Amy was
still close enough to what was happening between Kristanna
and Pamela. Therefore, Amy could continue to oversee and
make sure that Pamela got what she deserved - a gang-bang.
Eventually, Amy released Lindsay from her clutches.
"Oh God..." I moaned outloud, as Devon had now risen up
to her hands and knees as she continually to orally service
Stephanie's sweet pussy with her lips and tongues. Devon's
picture-perfect ass was upturned and wiggling about slightly.
I nearly blew my load at the mere sight of it.
Things became even more interesting once Trish and Lindsay
realized that they were the only two in the dining room who
were not currently occupied. That quickly changed, however,
as the pair of lovers embraced and kissed each other. There
was a special chemistry between these two ladies. It also
helped that Trish was head-over-heels in love with Lindsay.
"TELL ME THAT YOU'RE A SLUT!"
That loud, ravenous scream caused me to immediately turn
my attention towards its source, which was Amy. I looked at
her with wide eyes as she now clutched Pamela's hair with
her hand, looking down at her expectantly. Meanwhile, of
course, Kristanna was still hammering away at Pamela with
that strap-on dildo in the missionary position.
"Tell ME that you are a SLUT!" Amy demanded again, now
yanking on Pamela's hair.
The 28-year-old's face was full of anxious lust as she
glared up at Amy, while also grunting with each forward,
powerful dildo-stroke of Kristanna's. Indeed, she looked as
if her body could spontaneously combust any second now.
"TELL ME!"
"I'm a slut!"
"SAY IT LOUDER!" the red-head insisted, now grasping her
chin with her hand. "SAY IT LOUDER!"
"I'M A SLUT!" Pamela exclaimed, her voice literally
echoing throughout the room. "Oh God, I'm a slut! I'M
A SLUT! And I want to be fucked HARD! FUCK ME _HARD_!"
That did it for me.
The verbal exchange between Pamela and Amy pushed me
over the edge. My cock simply exploded because of it - all
over my hand and wrist, and even my arm. I had suddenly
made a monumental mess here in my voyeur room, but thought
about how wonderful it would be if one of these women was
with me right now. A mouth would be a good cleaning tool...
Somewhere within all of this happening, Devon (and her
swirling tongue) helped bring another orgasm to Stephanie.
And while Trish and Lindsay continued to kiss and grope one
another, Pamela experienced her third orgasm - and her
most powerful thus far - of the evening.
When it was over, Pamela lay in an exhausted heap upon
the floor. Her whole body was soaked with perspiration.
Her large breasts heaved hard for breath, but despite all of
that, Amy was not quite finished with her yet. Splendid!
Pamela squealed as she watched Amy secure a new strap-on
dildo around her waist. This one was not near as long as
the other two; nor was it quite as thick. Pamela squealed
once again as she then realized what it was perfect for...
Anal sex!
Amy tossed a bigger strap-on dildo toward Devon, who
immediately fastened it into place around her waist. I then
realized that both Devon and Amy were going to penetrate
Pamela's pussy and ass simultaneously with their strap-ons.
It would be a repeat performance of what happened between
these three women just three nights ago at the outdoor spa.
As Trish ended her kiss with Lindsay, Devon got onto her
back and pulled Pamela on top of her. Pamela was totally
exhausted, but showed some sheer enthusiasm with a deafening
scream once she took a seat upon the obscene, 10-inch dildo.
As it filled her buttery pussy in no time flat, my cock
began to twitch with newfound life.
Devon reached out with both hands and brought Pamela
down upon her. With the strap-on dildo still embedded
within her pussy, Pamela now had the opportunity to share
kisses with her girlfriend, Devon. The pair of ladies did
just that, as Pamela's body vibrated gently in response to
that big dildo being jammed clear up her pussy.
Not to be outdone, Amy grasped her own dildo and then
squatted down directly behind Pamela's upturned ass. The
stacked blonde was purely focused upon Devon and the idea
of kissing her, but suddenly received a rather harsh (and
sudden) reminder of what Amy had in store for her.
Pamela roared out like a wild animal once Amy inserted
the dildo into her anus from behind. With that evil gleam
still in her eyes, Amy grasped Pamela's hips and squeezed
them tightly as the full length of her strap-on suddenly
disappeared. Every inch of it was in Pamela's rectum...
"OH FUUUUUCK!" Pamela then screamed out, as Devon and
Amy began to thrust their respective dildos in-and-out of
her. The two ladies quickly caught a rhythm, and then it
was off to the races.
As Devon pumped her hips upward - driving her dildo hard
and fast into Pamela's pussy, Amy would jam her own tool
of corruption into the woman's anus. Then they would both
pull back, and repeat the same process all over again.
As I watched Devon and Amy absolutely hammer Pamela into
D.P. Heaven, my cock formed its new erection rather quickly.
Trish was now busy with Stephanie (sharing each other in a
blistering _69_), while Lindsay simply sat back in awe and
watched what was happening to Pamela. That left dear,
charming Kristanna, who turned toward the video camera,
which was hidden in the air conditioning vent, and smiled.
Of course, Kristanna was the only other person on the
island who knew that my voyeur room existed. She was the
only one who knew that I eavesdropped and spied on the
ladies during their most private and intimate moments.
Though she obviously could not see me, I smiled in return
at Kristanna. As if on cue, the Norwegian then winked at me.
"Vatch dis," she silently mouthed, grinning.
"YES!" Amy growled seconds later, as Kristanna secured a
strap-on dildo around her waist and then made her way over
to the three-way encounter. "PAMELA NEEDS A DILDO IN HER
MOUTH! YES! Make it a triple-fuck! YESSSSS!"
The three ladies and their bodies were in a constant state
of motion, all of them rocking together on the very brink of
madness. None more than Pamela, however, who glared up at
Kristanna as she dropped to both knees before her face.
"Oh God, Kristanna!" Pamela managed to get out in a hushed
tone, her body bucking about wildly. "OH DEAR GOD..."
Kristanna offered Pamela a smile, before grasping the
side of her head and inserting the humongous dildo directly
into her awaiting mouth. "Suck it," she told her, as Devon
and Amy continued to blast their way into her other two
orifices. With Kristanna's knees also on either side of
Devon's head, she used this opportunity to reach up with a
hand and twiddle away at her clitoris with her fingertips.
But my primary focus was on Pamela, who began slurping
away at Kristanna's dildo in a rather greedy fashion. I
smiled once more as Kristanna then added to her boiling
level of excitement by starting to thrust the crude object
in-and-out of her hungry mouth at a torrid rate of speed.
Now, all of them were triple-banging Pamela at once. And
best of all, they were going about their business _hard_.
Pamela cried and wildly shrieked in response as Kristanna
repeatedly jammed that thing in-and-out of her mouth. Her
hips kept churning about as I smiled at Amy, whose luscious
breasts were bouncing and flopping like crazy as she humped
her way in-and-out of her room-mate's ass. Meanwhile, as
she lay beneath Kristanna upon the floor, Devon inserted a
pair of fingers into her swollen folds and pumped away.
This time, however, the orgasm which Pamela experienced
was more intense and earth-shattering than any she had _EVER_
went through before. Whether that be today, yesterday or
even last year. This was her most powerful orgasm _EVER_. I
simply do not see how any other could have been more intense.
The busty blonde's eyes rolled into the back of her head
and she nearly passed out from the indescribable sensations
which were running roughshod throughout her body. She went
limp, falling into a helpless, defenseless heap upon Devon's
body. In the process, Kristanna's dildo slipped from her
mouth, and both Devon and Amy relented with their physical
assaults. In fact, Amy pulled her dildo out of Pamela's ass
while Devon used both hands to embrace and cuddle with her.
After growling out in a mixture of pain and pleasure, I
stroked myself to yet another full-blown explosion...
"Oh my God..." Lindsay sighed, as I took a deep breath
and reclined back in my chair. "I... I've NEVER seen anyone
treated like this before. Are... are you okay? Pamela?
Are you okay? Everything we did to you... my GOD! I never
saw something..." It took a few seconds, but the beautiful
woman finally found the strength within herself to answer.
"N-Never felt b-b-bet-better..."
I sighed gloriously and smiled in pure happiness, as
Pamela's words validated everything which she had just been
put through. She needed to do more of those tabletop and
lap dances for the ladies...
"That HAS to be it," Lindsay said. "I don't see how she
can possibly withstand anything more."
I smiled once again, while Amy reached out with her hand
and tenderly stroked Pamela's face. She had never been so
thoroughly and completely used before. It was incredible!
"It's enough," Amy offered. "For her, at least."
"For her?" Lindsay asked, curious. "You... you're not
going to put one of us through all of that... are you? _ME_?
I... I was just a virgin until last Thursday!"
"Not one of us, no," Amy replied, with a wicked glare. "I
was thinking more along the lines of Jeremy." My whole body
stiffened in response to those words as Amy grinned and
added, "I say we go to his private suite right now, pound on
his door and then DEMAND that he fuck us. _ALL OF US_!"
"Oh God!" I moaned, a sudden chill overtaking my body...
<<<- End of Chapter 10 ->>>
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