Island Fever 3: Matrimony - Chapter 04 - Sex Stories

Island Fever 3: Matrimony - Chapter 04

... remembrances flashed throughout my mind as the sultry Kristanna added, "You always liked that a lot." She pointed toward the adjacent washroom. "Let me go in there and put my hair up in pig-tails. _I'll be back_." "Hurry up!" Devon insisted, as she and I watched Kristanna strut her way over to the washroom door. I cannot emphasize how beautiful her legs were. Those long limbs of perfection seemed to just _glide_ along with every step that she took. After Kristanna sashayed into the washroom and closed its door, Devon turned her total focus upon me. She crawled into the bed and planted a deep, sensuous kiss upon my lips. "All of the other girls are sleeping right now," she informed me. "Trish and Lindsay are out on the pull-out sofa, while Pamela, Amy and Scarlett are in the other bedroom." Devon popped a lone shrimp from Kristanna's snack plate into her mouth and swallowed it down. "Looks like we have the hotel suite to ourselves for the remainder of the night. I know that you do not want to stay up too late though, Jeremy, because you have to take Pamela to the doctor in the morning." "Hey hey!" Kristanna chirped, returning from the washroom. With her long-flowing blonde hair now styled up into two bushy, adorable pig-tails, Kristanna hesitated in mid-step and spun around, modeling her outfit for us. She looked every part the schoolgirl too. An amazon schoolgirl with legs from here until next week, that is. Once Devon extended her arms, Kristanna lunged forward and then ...

... climbed onto the bed. On her hands and knees, she crawled toward Devon and met her mouth with her own for a very slow, tongue-filled kiss. I sat back and idly watched them for several seconds, but eventually reached out with my right hand and stroked one of Kristanna's exquisite legs as she and Devon shared a warm, loving embrace. Soon, my hand drifted underneath that tiny, plaid skirt. She broke her lip-lock with Devon, then turned toward me and offered a glittering smile. "I see that you are already playing with my skirt. You seem to turn into a completely different person, Jeremy, when one of us dresses up in a naughty costume like this for you." "I kind of like it," Devon grinned. "Jeremy always leads and thinks with love and compassion for all of us. But when we play dress up, lust and desire suddenly rule the day." "Can you blame me?" I asked Devon, my voice very low and controlled. The mere sight of Kristanna in that little skirt was enough to send me into cardiac arrest. How I had not pounced on her yet was a great mystery. I then thought to myself that I was incredibly fortunate to have a collection of women who would go to the lengths that all seven of these do to satisfy me, and make me happy. Kristanna was definitely not a schoolgirl. She was a very bright and intelligent young woman, with a truly legendary sense of humor. But she was also very mature. Yet Kristanna was willing to dress up as a schoolgirl for me. She did not give a second thought to changing her hair ...