Pleasure Island
Copyright© 2022 by MariannaLove
Chapter 7
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 7 - 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
Naomi ... A woman for me
My morning started with fucking one of my roommates Charles. We live I live in the main house on the island all year with our other roommate Justin who ran the place for his rich aunt. As I was riding Charles hard getting off on his sweet long cock, the door opened and I saw Justin’s handsome face. He smiled as he watched us, “Come join us, my ass is free.”
“I’d love to but I’m saving my energy for later,” he said as he winked, “we have a visitor coming,” he added before he left the room. The door shut. I looked down at Charles. I wondered if it was more cock or some sweet pussy. It had been a while since I tasted the nectar of a beautiful woman. I enjoyed being the only woman on an island with six handsome men, however, having a beautiful woman to navigate for a few weeks would be a bonus.
My body rolled. Charles was now on top with my legs on his shoulders, “Since you seem to be distracted,” he joked as he pounded my center rapidly, “Oh God yes, Naomi,” he moaned.
My body shuddered. I dug my nails into his arms as I climaxed. He kissed my mouth slowly as his cock unloaded filling my hole with his jizz. As soon as he pulled out, I hurried to the shower to prepare for my day.
After getting dressed, I walked into Justin’s room. I saw him looking at her picture. I licked my lips, yes, I celebrated inside. He looked back at me as I stood over his shoulder, “She’s gorgeous,” he stated.
I agreed. She was. Suddenly my mind filled with all the naughty things I’d get to do with her. That night when Justin left the island to go meet her, I was at Andre’s bungalow enjoying nine inches of ridiculous cock.
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