Island Fever 4: Paradise - Chapter 16 - Sex Stories

Island Fever 4: Paradise - Chapter 16

... prized booty, I tell you!" Lindsay shifted her hoodie jacket down her shoulders slightly, then peeled back the collar of her white t-shirt. The heart on her cheek was connected to the one on her neck by three glittery stars. Below it, a red heart was on her collarbone which had been previously covered, and had three more stars trailing to the other side. "Ahhhhh, I get it." Yes, the light bulb finally popped on above my head. "If I follow the trail of hearts, I find the treasure. But what treasure?" The trail began on her face and seemed to continue on beneath her t-shirt. Hmmmmm. That could only mean one thing, right? Lindsay's pussy was the treasure? Were these glitter tattoos a very elaborate and creative way of Lindsay asking me to perform oral sex on her? What else could this so-called _treasure_ be? "You want to find out what the treasure is?" she asked, her voice suddenly all steamy and seductive. I was caught off-guard, not prepared for it in the slightest. But her voice gave it away. Yes, she wanted oral sex. "Honey, we can't do anything like that in front of the baby," I admonished her. "Let's go to the next room so you can go treasure hunting," she suggested, motioning toward the den. "Trish and I will watch Kaden for you," Devon suddenly chimed in from behind me. I turned and found her and Trish at the far entrance to the kitchen. The expression upon Devon's face told me that she was trying a conceal a massive smile. I got the impression that Devon and Trish ...

... had been standing there a lot longer than they wanted me to believe. "C'mon Jeremy," Lindsay insisted, hopping off of my lap and tugging at my arms. "There might be a pot at the end of the rainbow!" As Devon came over and tended to Kaden, I gave in and let Lindsay drag me off toward the den. Oddly enough, there was a big blanket in the middle of the floor. I tried to kiss Lindsay and get rid of her hoodie jacket, but she slipped free of my grasp and scurried underneath the heavy blanket in a hurry. Giggling, she reclined upon the floor and brought the blanket all the way up to her chin. "Hold your horses there, buster," Lindsay advised me. "I know you want your treasure, but you need to take it slow." She pointed at the glitter heart on the side of her face. "You need to follow the trail and kiss each heart along the way to prove that you love me. And you need to take it SLOW." Since when did Lindsay ever want sex or foreplay to be slow? Underneath the blanket, it was obvious that Lindsay was shedding her clothes. This was confirmed when she tossed her hoodie, t-shirt and even her bra out and elsewhere on the floor. Still, she kept the blanket up to her chin and again tapped the side of her face. "C'mon, baby... come claim your treasure!" Well, this was different. Regardless, I dropped down to the floor beside her and moved my lips toward the temporary heart tattoo on her face. "Remember, GO SLOW," she told me and I did, gently kissing the design and even lingering there for ...