Island Fever 4: Paradise - Chapter 13 - Sex Stories

Island Fever 4: Paradise - Chapter 13

... was about Lindsay. Picture pretty, the adorable blue-eyed blonde could forge a successful career for herself as a model if she so desired (wearing cheerleader outfits and other similar naughty costumes, I would hope). Lindsay's immense beauty is much more than skin-deep, however, and family, friends and other acquaintances alike agree that she is just as lovely inside as she is outside. Kindness and consideration for others, along with a sunny, upbeat disposition, were linchpins of her character and personality. She was active in both the church and community, and still had aspirations of one day following in her father's footsteps and becoming a minister. Lindsay kissed me with wild abandon; hard, thorough, very aggressively. I gave her back just as much. We stood, then I backed her toward the far corner, my own need shooting up exponentially with each step I took. Lindsay's hands were on me now. That was good, because I craved her touch. First they moved to my waist, then my rib cage. They covered my breasts and I moaned against our kiss, a sharp wave of heat shooting all throughout me. I pushed my tongue into Lindsay's mouth and explored, the taste of her purely intoxicating. Clothes were coming off, I realized. I did not even know. I was undressing Lindsay, breaking the kiss long enough only to navigate pulling the halter-top over her head. Her little pink shorts were already history. Standing in front of me in just a white bra and G-string, Lindsay and her pristine, ...

... flawless body, its slender lines melting to sexy curves, set my mind ablaze with passion. I found her mouth yet again and steered her toward the bed, my intent clear. We landed on the soft mattress and suddenly Lindsay was on top of me, her body moving over mine, her lips kissing my neck with honed precision. Our pace was fast and purposeful. I was on fire, the aching between my thighs insistent, as I met each movement of Lindsay's slender, fine hips, straining for sweet release. As if she was reading my mind, Lindsay made quick work of my blouse and undid the clasp of my bra with one hand. I pushed my hands into Lindsay's hair in response, the blonde tresses thick and sumptuously glorious. Lindsay's head dipped toward my breast and caught a swollen nipple, swirling her tongue around it, taking it completely into her mouth. I almost lost my mind right then and there, stimulating myself upon Lindsay's knee, the pulsing within me now much too powerful to withstand. Lindsay proceeded to reach into my denim jeans and stroked the outside of my silk panties. "More," I begged her. I was an absolute house of fire! Lindsay grabbed either side of my jeans and pulled them down as far as her position would allow, to mid-thigh. My panties quickly followed. Lindsay quickly disposed of her own bra and G-string in quick, rapid-fire succession and then settled back down on top of me. As Lindsay pressed against me, skin on skin, my mind went white with desire. Reaching a hand between us, Lindsay ...