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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

brightly at her. "Who were you into?" "Kari Anne [Last Name]." I raised an eyebrow at her. "A girl? No way!" "Stop it," Pamela squealed, laughing at the overly shocked and dramatic facial expression I sported. "Did anyone know about your secret crush?" "Nope," Pamela answered. "I never told anyone about Kari Anne and her penchant for hair twirling during history class until now. Used to drive me up the wall!" "Ohhhhh, hair twirling is the worst kind of teasing." I began to rock myself ever so slightly against her. Pamela closed her eyes and sighed at the sudden rush of pleasure. "Oh, I can think of others." "I like it when you tell me your secrets." My playful nature seemed to fade, and my eyes held sincerity as I brought things between us to a stop for a brief moment. "Especially the secrets you don't want others to know about." Pamela reached down and brushed the hair away from my forehead. "You're just so easy to talk to and get along with, Krissy. And you're also sexy. Very, very sexy." "Sexy makes everything easier," I nodded. "Could you and I have possibly flirted any more than we did during dinner earlier?" she wondered. "My eyes spent an inordinate amount of time staring at the skin peeking out from beneath the top button of your shirt, and your eyes were on my bottom lip, like they are right now." "My eyes were on your big ass titties!" I corrected her. Pamela laughed at my remark, then placed her hands on either of my shoulders and made twirling circles with her ... thumbs. "Can I just say that you and Jeremy, really our entire family, but especially you and Jeremy..." Pamela's words trailed off, but a smile took shape on her face. "What, baby?" "You have no idea how happy I am in life right now." Now it was my turn to smile as I studied her. Pamela even had a tear in her eye as she proclaimed, "I've come a long way since my days in Maryland working... at the strip club." I inclined my head and kissed just underneath Pamela's jaw, her hair tickling my face in the most sensuous manner. I closed my eyes as my body responded in spades to the amount of togetherness and love that I felt for her at the moment. I slid both hands up her thighs, then slipped one between our pressed bodies. I brought my face back enough so I could maintain eye contact as I applied direct pressure to Pamela's very center, her core. Our bodies were still glistening and bathing in the aftermath of earlier orgasms, yet the contact was enough to draw a loud, audible gasp from Pamela, who clearly wanted more. "Krissy," she managed to say as I began to move my hand in a slow, steady pattern, applying pressure and then easing back at random intervals. Pamela closed her eyes and sighed, her lips parted in pure rapture. "Look at me, Pamela." She found my eyes and held on tight. That connection only heightened the allure, elevated the heat, between us. Pamela writhed against my hand as the tension slowly built within her, continuing its ascent. I increased the pressure with ...