Island Fever 3: Matrimony - Chapter 01 - Sex Stories

Island Fever 3: Matrimony - Chapter 01

... rouse her parents out of bed on Christmas morning. "Jeremy, it is time to wake up!" the 20-year-old screeched into my ear. With a playful smile, Lindsay straddled my hips and flipped both blankets over top of her head. She maneuvered her head beneath the covers, then popped right back out seconds later just inches from my face and offered a mischievous pout. "I know you're old and you need all the sleep you can get, Jeremy, but it's nine-thirty in the morning. We have to be at the airport by noon!" Now alert and aware of my surroundings, I took in the amazing sight of Lindsay as she was sitting happily on top of me. She peeled back the blankets, offering me a glimpse of her in a lacey white bra and a matching pair of panties. Beautiful, intelligent and full of light, Lindsay was most definitely one-of-a-kind. A 5-foot-3 montage of absolute blonde perfection, Lindsay placed both of her small, delicate hands upon my chest and leaned down toward me. I could immediately sense that Lindsay had taken a recent shower; she was fresh and warm, and smelled of apricot and mango (her favorite scented body wash). My nostrils took in the fragrance and it flooded not only my senses, but my soul. "So what are we going to do with you today?" she squealed in the sweetest tone imaginable, gently shifting herself so she was now seated upon my flaccid cock. "By the way, good morning, sleepy-head," Lindsay cooed, kissing me on the lips. A moment later, she resumed the spirited bouncing again. I ...

... placed both hands upon either side of her waistline in an attempt to quell her energetic nature. When the motions slowed down and eventually ceased, I yawned theatrically and offered in response, "Good morning to you too, princess. You're awfully rambunctious today, I see." "Can you blame me?" she chirped in response. "Not only am I getting married in just six short days, but I'll get to see my mom and all three of my sisters once our plane touches down in Cincinnati later today. Or is it tomorrow?" She grinned sheepishly, her face blushing a temporary shade of red, and openly admitted, "These transoceanic flights and the changing time zones always seem to confuse me to no end." "It will be tomorrow in Norway, but today in the United States with that six hour time difference," I explained to her. "If that makes any sense to you." "Not really!" "I didn't think so." Lindsay giggled with pure, wanton delight as she ground her panty-covered crotch over my cock for a few memorable seconds - injecting some life and vigor into it - before leaning over and finding my lips for yet another kiss. "Come on, Jeremy," she insisted with a smile, grasping my shoulders and then trailing both of her hands up-and-down my arms several times in succession. "You can have some breakfast before we have to go to the airport, but ONLY if you wake up and get out of bed RIGHT NOW." "Where is your fiancee at?" Lindsay stifled a laugh and retorted, "Umm... I'm looking at him?" "No, silly girl. Your other ...