1. Island Fever 4: Paradise - Chapter 19


    Date: 8/4/2015, Categories: Diary, Female/Female, Romance, Written by women, Author: JeremyDCP, Rating: 87.5, Source: sexstories.com

    away like that?" I slipped my hands beneath Pamela's t-shirt and moved upward, stopping just short of her breasts. "God, you're beautiful." Pamela hitched in a breath, obviously becoming aroused. "But it isn't fun for me." "You LOVE being called Pammy." I slowly removed the white t-shirt from her body. "Come on, admit it." "We're supposed to be talking this out. Coming to some sort of an understanding. Not taking my clothes off." "Can't we do both?" With one arm around Pamela's hips, I lowered my head and kissed her breast through the fabric of her bra. And with that, she apparently lost her resolve. "Take it off," she simply told me. I lifted my head and smiled at her. "There's my Pammy." I slid the straps of the bra from Pamela's shoulders to her elbows, momentarily trapping her arms there. I dropped my head once more and pulled the bra all the way down and off, then set to work on driving her crazy. Pamela moaned with desire as she arched her body, shoving her large breast more fully into my mouth. I felt a familiar tingling between my thighs when Pamela soon caught my mouth with a kiss that suddenly had both of us hungry with passion. With Amy asleep herself in the master bedroom, and Devon and Scarlett not too far away themselves as they longed on either side of her, Pamela and I mutually decided to sneak off toward one of the extra bedrooms. Pamela's bra and my tank-top landed on the floor along the way. She and I bumped into doors and walls as we kicked our shoes off. ...
    Finally making it to the entryway of the guest corridor, I again found myself pressed against the wall. Pamela was trailing kisses down my body and making quick work of my jeans. As Pamela slid them down my legs, I splayed my hands against the wall as an onslaught of desire shot straight throughout me. Pamela stood and straightened her body up against me in the sexiest move of the year. Pamela moved her hand to my neck and held it in place as she kissed me with great need and passion. Our lips danced together in rhythm as Pamela brushed her hand between my thighs and gently nudged me there. Wordlessly, Pamela guided me into the guest bedroom, where she eased me onto my back. But instead of following me down, Pamela stood in front of me and slowly removed what few items of of her clothing that still remained. "You're so perfect," I breathed, in awe of her naked form. Pamela lowered herself onto me and kissed me with skilled precision, then began to grind against me in a steady motion. I sighed and growled as she pulled my bra down and hungrily sucked on a nipple. She went lower, leaving a trail of wet, open-mouthed kisses along my breasts, my midriff, my stomach. She parted my thighs and ran her thumbs up their inner halves before serenading them with an onslaught of kisses. But it was the first touch of Pamela's tongue, its first sweeping swipe across my center, that made me gasp. The second and third lick had me arching my back for more. But when Pamela pulled me more firmly ...
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