Island Fever 4: Paradise - Chapter 07 - Sex Stories

Island Fever 4: Paradise - Chapter 07

... invariably began to frolic and play in the water. They were especially wound up and rambunctious today, which was good. Gentle hair pulling and wrestling was all in good fun, but things took a more serious turn (although, not really) once Kristanna ripped at Pamela's bikini top, and tore it off. "KRISSY!" Pamela roared, her eyeballs almost ready to burst from their sockets. When Kristanna turned and swam away in retreat, Pamela's all-natural and wondrous, 38d-sized breasts bounced and flopped about in the water as she went after her. I watched them both curl around the thundering waterfall, only to then vanish from sight beyond it. There was a small cave directly behind the waterfall as, luck would have it, was the perfect size to comfortably fit three people. It may have been two years since our group last visited here, but the _Tarzan swing_ I concocted in 2001 still looked to be quite sturdy and intact. I went over to the little rock incline at the edge of the pool and grabbed the thick rope, only to swing out with all my might and splash down with a thud mere seconds later in the water 50 feet away. Well, it was definitely cold and chilly - much more so than even I remembered. Still, I toughed it out, not showing any outward or visible signs that I was, at least for the time being, very uncomfortable. I began to swim toward the aforementioned cave, playing it smart and avoiding the heavy, unforgiving direct torrent of the 150-foot waterfall. When I entered the alcove, ...

... Kristanna and Pamela were seated together on the dry stone ledge in the back with their legs dangling in the water. The two were cuddled together tightly and shivering, but I could not help but to smile as Kristanna was now topless as well. Her bikini top (and this was poetic justice) was ripped and shredded, and floating in the cave just a few feet from them. Good for Pamela! Unable to hide the fact any longer that I too, was cold, Kristanna extended her left arm toward me, and Pamela her right, then I nestled in between them and suddenly we were sharing a _trifecta hug_. We shook and tremored together without a word for a good three or four minutes until our bodies finally warmed up, and we felt comfortable. * * * "You worry too much about Piper whenever you are away from her," Kristanna, who was seated in the water in front of us a short time later, said to Pamela as she lovingly twirled a fingertip along her kneecap. "There is no need to worry about Piper, baby. Her and Kaden are in great hands right now with Lindsay and Scarlett. You know both of them love Lindsay to death, and Scarlett is a nurse who deals with newborns on a daily basis. Why do you worry so much?" "I'm not worried," Pamela fretted. "Yes, you are!" Kristanna insisted, even kissing her on the kneecap for emphasis. "If there was one teeny, tiny thing wrong, Lindsay and Scarlett would call us immediately. You need to relax, Pamela, and know that Piper is, outside of you and Jeremy, in the best of hands right ...