1. Island Fever 4: Paradise - Chapter 15


    Date: 7/9/2015, Categories: Diary, Male/Female, Oral Sex, Pregnant, Romance, Author: JeremyDCP, Rating: 90.5, Source: sexstories.com

    [[[-IF4-P15.TXT-]]] ---------------- Island Fever 4: Paradise Written by: JeremyDCP@hotmail.com M/F, F/F and a whole lot more ---------------- Chapter 15: "Elysian" ------------------------------------------- -*- Thursday, June 11, 2015 -*- -*- Sandvika, Norway -*- Sitting in the sand next to Amy, I felt so much at ease. The sky overhead was cloudless and the sun was bright, beaming down upon us, while in the distance, rolling, clear-blue waves crashed into one another with great force. The water appeared to have crystals shimmering in it due to the sun's reflection. Surfers with their boards braved the unknown while seagulls squawked and darted across the sand in a race with the swells. Sailboats lined the horizon, jet-skis hummed and zipped through the choppy waters while two women jogged together and passed by us with a friendly wave and smile. "This may not be the island we are so used to," Amy told me with a smile, "but it is a fine substitute for now." Kalvøya Island was a very popular destination for both locals and tourists in southeastern Norway. Located a mere ten minutes from our home in Sandvika, Kalvøya Island was an oversized family playground with a nature walk, basketball and volleyball courts, soccer fields and a whole slew of beaches. It was situated in _Oslofjord_, an inlet of vast water that was part of the Skagerrak strait, which ultimately led to the Baltic Sea further down the coast. Automobiles were not permitted on Kalvøya, so Amy and I took the ...
    ferryboat from Kadettangen, a peninsula just outside of Sandvika which housed a small harbor. We could have opted to walk across the pedestrian suspension bridge which connected Sandvika and Kalvøya, but I figured that would not be the greatest idea for a woman who was seven months pregnant. Once we reached the island, the officials were kind enough to allow us to borrow a motorized golf cart. All that was needed was for Amy to flash them that glittering smile of hers. I glanced over at my precious wife and grinned at her myself. God, she was beautiful. And oh, how I loved her so. Amy wore a maternity dress with printed flower designs and colors that went all the way down to her ankles. Her hair was a glorious rumble of magma-red and cascaded down across her shoulders magnificently. Those lilac-soft, sweet lips tasted like pure bliss and her eyes were as green as a meadow. Amy also wore a pair of _klompen_, which were wooden clogs made primarily in the Netherlands which served as a unique alternative for traditional footwear. Amy actually thought these huge, wooden monstrosities were comfortable! I closed my eyes and sighed. Hmmmmm, the ocean and everything about it was purely intoxicating to me - the beach, the horizon, the sound of overlapping waves and the rhythm as they pulsed the shoreline. Most of all, however, I loved the smell and the unmistakable feel of the ocean in the air. It filled and flooded my senses like a powerful aphrodisiac. Amy giggled as a colorful beach ball ...
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