Pleasure Island
Copyright© 2022 by MariannaLove
Chapter 30
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 30 - 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
Christian ... Back To Pleasure Island
It was May 21st. Chelsea and I were on the ferry and headed back to the place we first met. We sat on the boat together holding hands. The boat made it to the docks. We were greeted by our friends who eagerly awaited our arrival.
Naomi pushed me to the side to hug Chelsea, “My beautiful, you’re back.”
“Damn do I get a hug?” I asked.
“Of course,” she said as she pulled me in.
Asif was there. We shook hands and hugged. He was there with Soroya Nahid. I had not seen her in months. She looked amazing with her dark skin, bone-straight hair, full lips, and soft brown eyes, “Soroya, hello,” I spoke and I hugged her and then introduced her to my woman, “this is my girlfriend, Chelsea.”
“She’s very pretty, Christian,” she said to me smiling. She looked at Chelsea, “he has a thing for women with dark skin.”
Chelsea smiled, “It seems he does. Your name is beautiful where are you from?” asked Chelsea.
“I’m from Iran but we live in the state of Georgia for the most part when we aren’t traveling.”
Naomi grabbed the hands of the women. I knew this was her dream. As much as she loved a stiff rod, she loved tasting women even more. She was on track to have the best birthday of her life.
A nice breeze swept across the air as we sat outside by the pool eating. It was Naomi’s 27th birthday. We had crazy amounts of food and drinks. I knew the night would get wild as it usually did on the island. I sat and watched Naomi taste my woman as my woman tasted Soroya. Girl-on-Girl-on-Girl. It had all of us stiff. But that’s what Naomi wanted. She wanted us to watch before we got to play.
Naomi looked back at me, “Come fill my pussy, Christian.” I hurried over and pushed my way inside. The guys got to watch me fuck Naomi from behind. The rules were, you only got to join if she called your name.
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