Pleasure Island
Copyright© 2022 by MariannaLove
Chapter 16
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 16 - Chelsea Miller is a 25-year-old Makeup Artist. She cohabitates with her boyfriend Aston whom she hopes to marry one day. However, Ashton does not have plans to be tied down to any one woman. He feels variety is the spice of life and lives to his motto. One day, Chelsea arrives home early from work she gets to witness her boyfriend of five years sexing two women in their bed. She threatens to leave. Find out what happens when Chelsea heads to Pleasure Island and goes buck wild.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Ma/ft Consensual Romantic Gay Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Humor Cheating Sharing Group Sex Orgy Swinging Interracial Black Male Black Female White Male White Female Hispanic Male Anal Sex Cream Pie Double Penetration Oral Sex Squirting Big Breasts
Chelsea. To Stay or Not to Stay
It was the first time I had ever been doubled. My god that night was insane but in a good way. After all that sex, I left the house with Stefano. He and I had this thing; we liked to talk about cooking and, he was going to help me work out. I was used to doing dance fitness but nothing like running and weight lifting.
We slept later that morning because on Sundays he didn’t cook breakfast for everyone. Our morning started with me riding his face in reverse as I watched his long rod stick up in the air. He was adamant about eating me out good before I bent over and tasted him.
I looked back and grinned, “Now can I?”
He nodded and I leaned over and took him into my mouth happily. He was a lot to enjoy but I was used to having that much meat in my mouth. Up and down I glazed his shaft with my saliva. I paused to enjoy the small amount of juice that seeped from his tip.
Once I had sufficiently slurped and sucked him until his toes curled, I eased down and rode him in reverse. He enjoyed the view of my ass bouncing up and down as I twerked on his cock swallowing every inch of him.
“Turn around, Chels,” he said.
I turned and sat on it again looking down into his beautiful eyes. He held my ass pulling my cheeks and thrusting upward, “Damn it, Stefano,” I said as he stretched me out making my body quake, “Fuck,” I added as a surge of energy swept over me. So good so amazing was he.
Our lips touched as he caressed my back, “I love it Chels,” he said as I moved my hips slightly cumming repeatedly on his dick as my walls tightened. I paused and hummed. He rolled and took control pushing deeper with each stroke until he grunted and left my center messy.
After a riveting performance, we prepared for the morning. He had some stuff available in his small bungalow kitchen to make us shakes. Afterward, we walked out to a nice park and he got to taste a bit of how I worked out.
I had my phone with a small blue tooth speaker that put out a good amount of sound. We danced to all kinds of music. About fifteen minutes in, he said, “How long are we going to dance?’
“I usually take the class for an hour.”
“An hour, oh my God,” he took a seat on one of the benches. I sat next to him. The wind felt amazing. The day was perfect, “So what are you cooking for us today?” I asked.
“Justin and I are going to fire up the grill, burgers, steaks, chicken, sausage.”
“Nice. That sounds perfect.” I took a deep breath, “I don’t know how I’m going to leave here in seven days.”
“Stay with us.”
“That sounds very tempting but I do have clients and I don’t know ... I have to see what’s what.”
He nodded, “You have to see if your ex repents for being an idiot.”
I chuckled, “Part of me hopes he does. If he doesn’t I don’t know.”
“You’ll feel like you wasted your time for all those years.”
My heart sank. I placed my head on his shoulder. “Chels, any man that doesn’t appreciate you, doesn’t deserve you.”
I looked at him, “You’re right.”
“If he doesn’t repent sooner, trust me he’ll repent later and by then it’ll be his loss.”
I kissed his full pretty lips, “Facts.”
He stood and reached for my hand. I rose to stand looking up at him, “I’ll go take a nap before my little excursion.”
“Have fun today. Don’t let them drain all your energy. Save some for me.”
“I’ll try my best,” I joked before heading back to my bungalow and he went to the main house.
I was in my room when I received a message from Aunt Nina, “How are things?”
I replied within seconds, “Amazing!”
“I told you. So, will you be back in seven days or should I extend your ticket for another week or two?”
I sent back a laughing emoji and “I think I better return to check on things.”
“Don’t rush back. I promise you things will be exactly as you left them. Enjoy yourself. I’ll give you a few days to call me. If I don’t hear from you, I’ll extend your trip another week.”
“Thanks, aunt Nina.” I looked up at the ceiling grinning. I had been naughty. I had been freaky. I had had every hole stuffed. And I enjoyed every moment. Another week? I grinned as I sat up. It was almost time to get ready for kayaking with Christian and Asif.
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