Island Fever 3: Matrimony - Chapter 03 - Sex Stories

Island Fever 3: Matrimony - Chapter 03

... sluggish. I had also put up a good facade for the ladies, not letting them know that I felt any discomfort at all. I thought about my life and how fortunate of a man I was. No, fortunate was not the word. It was more like damn lucky. Did I really just freely mingle and socialize with _seven_ drop-dead, gorgeous women in a five minute span like it was nothing? Well... six (Pamela was sleeping). Regardless, did I really just do that? Even more amazing, all of these ladies loved and cared for me unequivocally. I would be deliriously happy being married to just _one_ of them, and spending the rest of my life with her - no matter who it was - in a monogamous relationship. What normal man would deny himself the opportunity to wake up each morning for the rest of his life only to find Devon's pristine, picture-perfect face just inches away? Or how about a well-mannered wife with submissive tendencies like Amy, who seemed to just _glow_ whenever you were around her? With Trish, why would one even think of putting the genie back in the bottle once she emerged? Was there a man who could resist the sheer exuberance and beauty of Lindsay (let alone her insatiable appetite for pleasure)? Could one find fault in a woman such as Pamela? Miscast for a decade as a stripper, Pamela was now the faithful and loving wife that I had spent years searching for, yet thought I would never find. In all honesty, there may not be such a thing as the _perfect woman_. But I am a firm believer that for ...

... every man, there is a woman made perfect for him. Which leads me to Kristanna. The sexiest and easily the most charismatic woman of the entire group, Kristanna was my true centerpiece in life. She was my focal point; the one that kept me grounded. Beautiful, funny, intelligent and full of world-class charm and sunshine, Kristanna's primary objective - I have heard this from her many times in the past - was to always be certain that _I_ was happy and well taken care of in life. Everything else was secondary to her. Was there a man on the face of the Earth who would not want to have a woman such as Kristanna as his soul-mate and bride? Kristanna was, simply put, the ringleader and true orchestrator of what my life had become over the past year-and-a-half. She welcomed and openly encouraged all of the various other ladies who now had such integral roles in my everyday life. Without her, I would still be experiencing a painful, desolate existance back on the island. Without her, I would be all alone. Kristanna was the one who insisted that I have multiple wives. She wanted Devon - her own favorite girl - as a part of our relationship from the very beginning. Kristanna's reaction when it became clear last year that the more dependent Amy became on me as she battled her mental issues, the more she and I fell in love together? "Invite Amy to stay," Kristanna told me. "Offer her a spot in our life." What about when Trish stepped forward and professed her true feelings for me? "I love ...