Island Fever 3: Matrimony - Chapter 01 - Sex Stories

Island Fever 3: Matrimony - Chapter 01

... innocent expression, but the very instant Kristanna turned away, the busty blonde smacked her ass yet again. This caused Kristanna to turn and stare an absolute hole through Pamela, who only had these five words to say in defense of herself: "Oops... I did it again." This time, Kristanna brought Pamela into her arms and held her close, then screamed, "Get her, Jeremy!" It was a playful and spirited attack as I knelt down on the other side of them and began to spank and pepper Pamela's own ass with my right hand. I could never hurt Pamela, nor was she into the bondage lifestyle like my other wife, Amy was, so this definitely qualified as a _pleasure spanking_. Still, Pamela overreacted - flailing her arms around like a fish out of water as she attempted to escape our dual clutches. "You deserve to be spanked for calling me Pammy!" she roared at Kristanna, now unable to control her laughter. "Not me, but you! You should be spanking Krissy, Jeremy!" "We need to get that big cock inside of you," Kristanna said to Pamela, her tone strong and emphatic, as she released her and I put an end to the pleasure spanking. "Yes we do." Kristanna reached into my trousers and took a firm grasp at the very base of my erection, then fished it out and into open view. Her blue eyes darted that way for an instant and she licked her lips at the sight, before using her other hand to help pull my trousers and briefs further down my legs. "Just please be careful," was Pamela's only request of me, ...

... the uncertainty from earlier returning to her eyes. I did not enjoy that look from her whatsoever. It was multiplied ten-fold once Pamela started to weep and sob completely out of the blue. Thus, I came to an immediate decision. I could see the disappointment wash over Kristanna's face as she tilted her head and inspected Pamela. She wanted this coupling to end by holding onto my shaft and helping insert it into that sweet, tender pussy, only then to sit back and watch as Pamela and I rocked each others' world. But she knew me too well. Kristanna knew what my decision was. Pamela was just three weeks removed from childbirth, and it was obvious that the act of sexual intercourse with me was not something that she was ready for just yet. Kristanna could surely empathize with that. After all, the doctor did tell Pamela - and Kristanna before her - to wait a full month after giving birth before resuming full sexual activity. The absolute last thing we needed was for something to go wrong, and Pamela to wind up in the emergency room because of excessive bleeding, or an infection. This was also a prime example of the way Pamela had been acting over the previous three weeks. She could all happy and smiles one minute, then feel down and depressed - even to the point of crying - the next. Was it _baby blues_? Tonight was her best yet since giving birth. Pamela was cheerful and engaging, but that came to an abrupt halt once Kristanna suggested that I penetrate her. I hoped that this was ...