Pleasure Island
Copyright© 2022 by MariannaLove
Chapter 25
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 25 - 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 ... Goodbye Pleasure Island
It was the night before my day to leave. My bags were packed. As I stood on the porch of my bungalow looking out into the lushness of the trees and bushes, I reflected on my stay. I thought about all that transpired. Being on the island was therapeutic. I didn’t want to leave but I knew I had to. Yet, I knew I’d return.
I felt his strong hands caress my shoulders and glide down my arms. His lips touched my neck, “We leave tomorrow, I can’t wait to show you my house. My parents want to meet you.”
I smiled. Christian was about a relationship. I had only met Ashton’s mom once. She didn’t like me. She told him that he could do better than me. His father was cool with me but I barely got to spend time with him because he was always on the move.
My mother lived in New York with her boyfriend and my father lived in California with his new family. Having a close relationship with family is what I longed for. I wanted my future kids to grow up with cousins and to have gatherings with food and family.
My hand touched Christian’s face, “I can’t wait to meet your family.”
I turned to him and bit my lip, “I can’t believe we’re going this. Should we?”
He nodded, “You can’t take it back,” he joked, “but seriously, you were over his shit long before I stepped into the picture.”
“True.” His full lips pressed onto mine. Under the brilliant stars, we shared a sweet kiss. Before we headed to the main house for a little fun for our last night on the island.
Lots of drinks, laughter, and conversation led to me and Naomi in sixty-nine. It was the first time I got to taste a woman. As she licked me, I sipped from her cup while Christian fucked me from behind and Andre stuffed her pussy as I licked her pearl.
This was some straight freaky shit. Stuff I had only watched in dirty videos that fueled a secret fetish and there I was participating in my kink. Asif stood by and let me taste him.
Justin and Charles were engaged in an activity of their own as they waited for another hole to fill. It sounded so wild and primitive. The moans, groans, grunts, and panting. Since it was my last night, I went all out.
Andre pulled his dick from Naomi’s pussy covered in her nectar. I licked him clean. Asif pushed his way into her pussy and stroked. Our eyes connected and we kissed for a while until my mouth found Andre’s rod ready.
After a time, I left Naomi’s mouth and lay next to her. Justin left Charles and came to me. He pushed his way into my pleasure spot. Our chests touched. His strokes were divine. I held his ass as he drilled me. My mouth was stuffed with Christian’s shaft. He rubbed my chin as he thrust, “so good mami,” he said to me.
He pulled from my mouth. I looked into Justin’s eyes and we kissed. Soon I saw Charles take him from behind. I felt their weight pressing into me. They continued. We were moaning loudly. We cussed. There was so much going on. My pussy pulsated and dripped. Charles rolled off Justin.
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