Pleasure Island
Copyright© 2022 by MariannaLove
Chapter 6
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 6 - 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
As Justin and I left the ferry, he commented, “The water huts are there, no one is using those at the moment. The bungalows are through here ... some to the left and the others to the right of the path.”
“It’s so nice and peaceful. I can’t wait to see it in the morning.”
“Oh, it’s beautiful.”
He carried my bags and we ended up at a nice bungalow. It almost felt like I would be living outdoors. There was one room with a hammock that had a large opened window. Then there was a door that led to the closed bedroom, a closet, and a bathroom.
He placed my bag down and smiled, “I’ll be at the main house. It’s right at the end of the path. It’s where we serve meals and have movie nights.”
I smiled, “Do you have a few more minutes?” I asked
“What do you have in mind?”
“More of what you gave me on the ferry.”
He nodded. He pulled down his pants and revealed his erection. It was beautiful. I could see it as we stood in by the large opened window. I removed my clothes. He approached me, lifted me, and sat me on the window sill. He pressed his way inside, “Yes, perfect,” I said, “more, more,” I moaned.
He thrust with skill. My head fell back, I was panting and moaning. I heard something rustling outside, what was that?” I asked.
He continued to fuck my pussy nicely, “what?”
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