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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

into her mouth, I tumbled over the abyss, falling into a white-hot release. I dug my fingers into Pamela's shoulders and rode out the shock waves. I collapsed onto the mattress, limp and satisfied, my breathing ragged, yet my heart full and bubbling with sheer devotion. I tipped Pamela's face up toward mine. "I love you," I whispered, stroking her hair, savoring the way she felt against me. As our lips met one more time, everything in the world seemed right and I sank fully into the kiss. Being in Pamela's arms had that sort of effect on me. * * * It was the wee hours of the morning, but neither Pamela nor myself had gone to sleep just yet. We were much too happy and content to drift off, no matter what the ramifications would be on the day ahead. Naked and tangled in sheets, we spent the last hour talking and laughing about anything and everything. I traced lazy circles upon the base of Pamela's stomach. "Who did you go to prom with in high school?" Pamela laughed. "I love your random, irrelevant questions." "You should be used to them by now. It's just how my mind works. Now answer the question." "His name was Diego and..." "I'm sorry," I suddenly interjected, cutting her off. "Did you just say DIEGO? Was this a soap opera? Did you go to the prom during an episode of _Days of Our Lives_?" Pamela tickled me for that and pulled me over until she was partially on top. "Do you want to hear the story about my prom date or make fun of me some more?" "I intend to do both. ... Please... continue." "Diego bought me a corsage, the wrist kind, and we went to _Olive Garden_ with two other couples. It was real fancy." "Oh, I know. They have unlimited bread sticks." That earned me another poke in the ribs, to which I laughed and squirmed before finally catching Pamela's wrists and seizing control of them. "I am sorry for making fun of you. Truly, I am. I am. I promise to behave and not mock the chain restaurants of your youth, but I'm very ticklish and if you continue your assault, I may just die. What would you do then?" Pamela was giggling as well. "I do admit that I prefer you live. I'll see what I can do. Shall I continue?" "Hmmmmm," I groaned, placing a small kiss at the base of her neck as I listened intently. "Diego and I danced the night away at the prom to Britney Spears, Pearl Jam and the Backstreet Boys." "Oh, this just keeps getting better and better," I mused, splaying more kisses along the length of her neck. All of my love and erotic attention was definitely having an effect on her. "By all means, please, keep going. Then what?" "We made out in his car at one of those lookout points." I slipped my right knee between Pamela's thighs and pushed upward. "Yeah? Were you into him?" "Not at all," she frowned. "I actually had my sights set on someone else." With those words, I laughed and trailed my lips lower, pulling one of her nipples into my mouth and circling it slowly with my tongue. When I resurfaced, I made eye contact with Pamela and smiled ...