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Subject: {ASSM} (NEW!) "Island Paradise: The Legacy"  Part 19
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Story Name: "Island Paradise: The Legacy"  (Part 19 of ??) -
               M/F, F/F & just about everything else
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   "Gabrielle is a really sweet girl," Amy said to me, as she
and I were walking through the forest as twilight approached
on this warm summer evening.  "She's real nice, and friendly.
But the reason I asked you to come out here with me, Jeremy,
is because I want to tell you that Gabrielle is not for me."
   "What?" I asked, confused.  "We just picked her up at the
airport about five hours ago.  How do you know that already?"
   "I don't want you to get mad at me," Amy cringed.  "I know
you are paying Gabrielle two million bucks to spend the rest
of the summer here.  And I know that the primary reason you
brought her here was for me."  Amy took a deep breath and
continued, "Well... really, the only reason.  But Gabrielle
isn't right for me, Jeremy.  You and Lindsay are..."
   It took a few seconds for those words to fully register
within my mind.  But when they finally did, a definite smile
came to my face.  Was this leading up to where I hoped?  Was
Amy going to profess her undying love for Lindsay and myself,
and say that she wanted to stay on the island?
   "I've thought about things both yesterday and today," the
red-head went on.  "Why search for something if I've already
found it?  I've never felt any happier than I have when I am
on this island.  People have been bad to me everywhere else.
I... I don't like the outer world, Jeremy.  Too much garbage
has happened to me throughout my life."
   "I know the feeling," I grimaced, placing an arm around
her shoulder as we approached a fallen tree.  Amy and I took
a seat on it, and I clutched her hand.  "This is why I have
opted to stay here for all these years, sweetheart.  Times
were tough at first, and it was lonely.  But when Christina
came here, and later the rest of you girls... this quickly
became a paradise for me.  An island paradise - if you will."
   "You came here because of what Victoria did to you," Amy
mused.  "You wanted to shield yourself from the rest of the
world, because you could not trust anyone anymore - because
of Victoria.  We're very similar, Jeremy.  My life has been
so unfulfilled until I came to your island.  I love Lindsay
so much.  I love you too, Jeremy.  It's just - if I'm happy
here - why should I ever want to leave?  If I love you and
Lindsay, why should I search for a Jessica or Gabrielle?"
   "Are you saying you want to stay here with us?" I asked,
my smile hopeful.  "If that is the case, then..."
   "Yes and no," she interjected.  "Yes because of you and
Lindsay, and the fact that I'm happy here.  No because there
would still be times I would miss the outer world.  It has
been bad to me, but I'd still need to see plenty of it."
   "Lindsay, Devon and I took three vacations away from the
island since you were here last winter," I informed her.
"We went to Scotland, Hawaii and Machu Picchu - an Inca
ruin in Peru.  We actually hiked there.  It was fun.  Plus,
we intend to go to Ohio for two weeks in December.  You
were born there, Amy, as was I, and Lindsay.  We're going to
Ohio so Lindsay can marry me in front of her family.  I'm
sure we'll go on another vacation or two before that."
   "That would be a reason to stay, then," Amy nodded.  "I
have always wanted to travel and see the world like that.
It would satisfy my curiosity, too.  But there is another
big reason, at least in my mind, why I would possibly feel
out of place if I were to stay here."
   "What is it?" I asked, confused.
   "Devon."
   "Devon?" I exclaimed.  "What?  Why?"
   "I have nothing against Devon, of course," Amy remarked.
"I just wouldn't want her to think that I was invading on
her territory with you and Lindsay.  I know the two of you
would welcome me with open arms.  I'm not so sure about
Devon, though.  I know how protective she is of you, Jeremy.
I would not want to intrude on her territory."
   "I don't understand how you can think that," I told her.
"Devon, I think, would love for you to stay on the island
with us forever.  She was so happy when you and Stephanie,
along with Christina and Lisa, wanted to come back here for
the summer.  The more girls, the more fun we have."
   "This would be different, though, I think," Amy mused.  "I
would be making a life-long commitment.  Would Devon want or
approve of that?  Face it, Jeremy, but Devon and I have never
really clicked together.  We're not enemies by any stretch of
the imagination, but she is really more of an acquaintance to
me - as I am to her.  I couldn't commit to stay here unless I
was positive that I had Devon's full blessing to do so."
   "You're not close with Devon because you never allowed
yourself to be," I told her.  "You have to open up, Amy.
Devon is really a carbon copy of Lindsay in many ways.  You
love Lindsay, so there is no reason you couldn't love Devon.
And vice versa.  Devon is one of the kindest, sweetest women
I have ever known in my life.  Devon is a good person and in
due time, I'm absolutely sure she could grow to love you."
   "Devon does seem like a real sweetheart," Amy nodded.
   "Why don't you let me to talk to her, dear?" I suggested.
"I'll tell her what you just told me, and we'll go from
there.  Trust me... Devon won't have any problems in you
staying with us.  We'll have a little, four-way family here."
   "What about Gabrielle?" the 28-year-old wondered.  "I
mean... I guess we haven't done anything really wrong to her.
Or something to hurt her feelings.  Gabrielle doesn't know
that she was brought here to perhaps be my girlfriend.  She
won't be hurt because I've chosen you and Lindsay over her."
   "We just won't mention anything to Gabrielle, then," I
said.  "She can spend the rest of the summer on the island
with us, and then go home two million dollars richer because
of it.  In the process, she'll have a wonderful time here."
I paused and asked, "What made you change your mind?"
   "Not really changing my mind, per se," Amy replied.  "I
just realized that Gabrielle could never make me as happy as
you and Lindsay do, Jeremy.  It's really that simple.  Plus,
I'd probably have to hold myself back with Gabrielle when it
comes to sex.  I can do whatever I want to you or Lindsay,
and you'll still want more.  I've been that way with Devon
when we have been together too, and she seemed to enjoy it.
I just see a whole lot of Jessica and her absolute disdain
for rough, physical sex when I look into Gabrielle's eyes."
   "How can you say that?" I wondered.  "You only met her a
couple of hours ago."
   "I'm a pretty good judge of character when it comes to
that," she responded.  "I saw the same look in Jessica's
eyes last month, but was rough with her anyway.  I thought
I could MAKE her like it.  Unfortunately, I was wrong."  She
paused and added, "I just can't be loving during sex.  I
wouldn't be able to enjoy myself.  I like my sex HARD."
   "I understand, sweetheart," I grinned, my cock twitching.
   "You're not mad at me, though?" she wondered.  "You know,
about having to spend all that money in having Gabrielle
here?  I put you through a lot of trouble for nothing..."
   "Mad at you?" I countered.  "For deciding that you want
to stay with us on the island?  I don't think so!  I can't
think of anything better than spending the rest of my days
with you, Lindsay and Devon.  I'd have the three of you all
the time, and I'd be so happy."  I smiled and offered the
charming red-head a kiss on the lips.  "I love you, Amy.  I
want you to stay.  I want to make you happy."
   She grinned and said, "I love you too, Jeremy."
   I brought her hand to my lips and kissed it tenderly,
then looked at our surroundings as we sat upon the tree
trunk in the forest.  "Let's get back to the mansion, dear,
before it gets totally dark.  I'll talk to Devon for you."
   Amy rose up and stretched her back before saying, "That
sounds like a good idea, Jeremy.  We should really go back
before it's completely dark.  Besides, there is something
I've really wanted to do for quite some time.  Hopefully, I
will have my chance to do just that tonight."

                           * * *

   After I escorted Amy (hand-in-hand) back to the mansion,
we went our separate ways.  She opted for a side entrance,
while I went in through the back door.  For me, this would
be a much shorter walk to my personal suite.  I expected to
find Devon there - most likely taking a soapy bubble-bath in
the restroom.  What if Lindsay was with her?  Maybe I could
join them!  I smiled gleefully at the mere thought.
   When I entered the suite, however, Devon was nowhere to
be found.  Since the time was 8:30pm, I was surprised that
Devon was not here.  Usually, she was taking her nightly
bubble-bath around this very time.
   I would not have to go far to search for her, though.  A
quick trip to the adjacent voyeur room would tell me exactly
where my sweet Devon was on this beautiful, star-lit night.
I needed to talk to Devon about Amy and the possibility of
her staying with us on a permanent, full-time basis.  I was
very confident that Devon would have no problems with that.
   When I entered the voyeur room, I noticed on one of the
monitors that Devon was lounging beside the indoor (heated)
pool along with Christina, Lisa and Gabrielle.  Apparently,
the four ladies were deep in conversation.
   Located just underneath the glass portion of the roof,
the indoor pool was quite a spectacle at night when all of
its lights were on.  It had become a favorite after-hours
retreat during the past few weeks for Christina and Lisa.
   I had the urge to eavesdrop on the conversation between
Gabrielle, Devon, Christina and Lisa, but chose not to
because of what was happening on another monitor.

   Lindsay was in Amy's room with the ex-pornstar, squirming
about as she sat upon the bed in a little, two-piece bikini
swimsuit.  Amy, of course, was beside her, running her
slender fingers through the vixen's long-flowing blonde hair.
Intrigued, I flipped the hidden microphone on for that room.
   "Everybody is gonna wonder where I'm at," Lindsay said,
appearing a bit distraught.  "I told Devon I would only be
gone for a few minutes - long enough to get a drink in the
kitchen.  I don't want them to worry about me..."
   "Wouldn't you rather be here with me, though?" Amy asked,
a familiar, nasty glint in her eyes.  "I mean... think about
it.  You could lay at poolside with the others and talk about
nothing.  Or, you could let me fuck your brains out."
   Lindsay squirmed about some more in response to those
words.  "Well, if you put it that way..."
   "That's my girl," Amy grinned, as she continually stroked
and brushed Lindsay's hair with her fingertips.  "You're the
sweetest little thing in the whole, wide world.  Did anyone
ever tell you that, honey?"
   Lindsay laughed and replied, "Many times, actually.  You,
Jeremy, Devon, Torrie... even Pamela and Trish for awhile."
   "Do you know how long it's been since I've had sex?" Amy
asked her.  "It feels like a whole year has gone by!"
   "It's been a week," Lindsay smiled, correcting her.  "But
if I were you, I'd think it was a year, too.  Nowadays, I
feel like I need to get fucked every hour... on the hour!"
   "I have all this aggression built up inside of me," Amy
told her, being a little too melodramatic with her tone of
voice.  "I feel like I'm gonna burst if I don't let it out.
Maybe pent-up frustration would be a better term."
   "I'd be willing to help you let it out," the teen-ager
grinned.  "Especially if you let it out on ME."
   "There are a couple of things I've wanted to do to you
for a long time, sweet thing," Amy remarked, offering the
naughty blonde a kiss on the cheek.  "Would you be willing
to allow me to... oh, indulge myself?"
   "Indulge away," Lindsay giggled in response.
   "First thing is first," Amy said, before her voice turned
more dark and fierce.  "Take your bikini off."
   Lindsay looked at the 28-year-old with wide eyes, but
complied with the request.  She wiggled out of first her
top, then her G-string.  "I thought you weren't going to
be dominant with anyone anymore."
   "I don't want to be dominant 24 hours, round-the-clock,"
Amy informed her.  "I still do wish to play, though, during
sex.  I've never had the chance to dominate you, honey."
The red-head reached underneath the bed and produced a pair
of silk scarves.  "Let me live out this fantasy with you,
Lindsay.  I want to tie you up, and make you scream."
   "I trust you," the blonde murmured, gulping her throat.
"I know that you would never hurt me.  It's just... I've
never been tied up before.  It seems sort of scary."
   "It is scary, indeed," Amy said.  "But as long as you
trust the person you're with, the scary part can be fun."
   "Devon has teased me before about letting Jeremy tie me
up," Lindsay cooed.  "I'd let him do it, but he never asked
me."  My cock immediately got hard at those words - and for
good reason.  "The thought is kind of exciting, though..."
   "Come here, sweetheart," Amy breathed, embracing Lindsay
with both arms and kissing her passionately.  I watched with
very interested eyes as the pair of ladies swapped their
tongues together through a heated, open-mouthed exchange.
Lindsay, whose taut, nude form was on total display, seemed
to be succumbing to the idea of being placed into bondage.
   "Are you going to let me do it?" Amy insisted, waving
one of the white scarves before Lindsay's face once their
kiss ended.  Not getting an immediate answer, Amy buttered
Lindsay up some more with another tongue-filled kiss.
   "Oh yes," she finally replied.  "Do it..."

   Amy's smile was wide and far-reaching.  I now got the
sense that she had more on her mind than just bondage...

                           * * *

   "Lay down front-first on the bed, sweetheart," was Amy's
instructions.  Lindsay did as she was told, then squealed
once Amy grabbed her right wrist and guided it toward the
headboard of the bed.  She double-knotted the scarf around
her wrist, and then securely fastened its opposite end to a
hole in the headboard.  Amy did the same with Lindsay's
left wrist; binding it with the second scarf and attaching
it to the other side of the headboard.
   "It's okay, baby," Amy purred, kissing Lindsay's shoulder
as the little goddess breathed in heavy, quick gasps.  "I'm
not going to hurt you.  Well, I'm not going to hurt you too
much, at least..."  Lindsay whined at those words.  I could
tell that her excitement level was building by the second.
"Try to get loose, honey."
   Lindsay squirmed about and did her absolute best to break
herself free of the silk scarves which bound her wrists to
the headboard.  But it was no use.  They were too tight.
   "Excellent," Amy grinned.  "But I can't take any chances.
I'm going to have to tie your legs up, too."
   Lindsay moaned, then squealed once more as Amy produced a
second pair of scarves.  She double-knotted both of them
over and around Lindsay's ankles, and eventually offered each
a hard tug to make sure they were secure.  Next, she spread
the teen-ager's legs outward, placing her feet upon opposite
corners of the bed.  Finally, Amy took the ends of each silk
scarf and tied them around the bed's wheels on either side.

   Satisfied with her evil handiwork, Amy took a step back
and smiled.  Meanwhile, I already had my cock out and was
busy stroking it.  Despite her transformation over the past
week, Amy was still a fiend when it came to sex.  Seeing
my precious Lindsay tied spread-eagle to four corners of the
bed like that simply reaffirmed my carnal thoughts about Amy.

   "What are you going to do to me?" Lindsay quaked, perhaps
a bit frightened, as Amy folded a pillow and placed it under
her waist.  Now, Lindsay's sweet ass was upturned - and in
all probability, about to receive a good spanking.  Watching
her writhe and squirm about against the unbreakable bonds
was enough to make me gasp in desire.
   "I'm going to worship your body," Amy replied, that nasty
glint still in her eyes.  "But I'm going to do it in my own,
special way.  You just need to relax, honey."
   Lindsay's own eyes went wide as Amy pulled a blindfold
out from underneath the bed.  Lindsay turned and shook her
head wildly, but it did her no good.  Amy slipped the red
blindfold over her head, completely shielding her eyes.
   "I can't see!" Lindsay whined.  "Take it off!  PLEASE!"
   "Shhhhh," Amy offered in a soothing voice, her lips now
close to Lindsay's ear.  "You'll be okay.  I'll make sure
that nothing bad happens to you.  You do trust me, right?"
   "Yes," the blonde replied, her voice somewhat distraught.
"But why did you put that thing on me?  I can't see!"
   "It's better this way - trust me," Amy countered, kissing
her on the cheek.  "You won't have any idea as to what I'll
do to you next.  It will make it more exciting for you."

   Despite her continual whines and pleas, I could easily
tell that Lindsay was extremely aroused right now.  I was
just going to sit back and enjoy the show.  I wondered what
exactly that wicked Amy was going to do to my princess...

   I nodded in total approval as Amy began to shed her own
clothing.  First it was her sandals, then her red tank-top,
and the matching pair of short-shorts.  She tossed the items
elsewhere, then stepped out of her white G-string and kicked
it into literal oblivion.
   Having foregone the use of a bra (as usual), Amy was now
completely nude.  What an incredibly-stacked, lovely woman,
I said to myself.  No wonder she was once the most popular
pornstar (and featured dancer) across the United States...
   "Oh God... what are you doing?" Lindsay asked, her head
twirling about as Amy pulled a backpack out from underneath
the bed.  "What's that noise?"
   "Settle down," Amy told her, as she reached into the bag
and retrieved a black leather whip.  My eyes nearly exploded
as I quickly used the camera to zoom in on the cruel object.
Was it a cat o' nine tails?  I wasn't sure.  But if it was,
I knew those could be quite painful with enough force.  I
then panned the camera back for a wider view of the action.
   Amy seemed to be glowing as she held the whip up and let
its leather strands caress her left arm and wrist.  She kept
an eye on Lindsay, who continued a losing fight against her
unforgiving bonds.  No matter what, she couldn't break free.
   With an evil grin, Amy extended her arm back and let the
whip fly.  Its leather strands struck Lindsay's unsuspecting
ass with moderate force, but made her entire body jump as
she screamed wildly in response.  Before she could catch her
breath, Lindsay's ass received another blow from the strap.
Then another, and another...
   "FUCK!" the normally sweet, charming 19-year-old finally
roared.  "FUCK, AMY!  FUUUUUCK!  MY ASS!"  After just four
lashes, Lindsay's ass was already a bright shade of red.  It
was also shaking and quivering about uncontrollably, too.
   "I know it hurts, honey," Amy said, placing the whip upon
Lindsay's upturned ass and sliding it around ever-so-softly.
"But I can see that you like it.  You like the hurt."  Amy
paused and asked, "Want me to continue?"
   "Yes," Lindsay breathed.
   I even gulped and cringed as Amy offered Lindsay a series
of five more quick, unrelenting swats upon the ass with that
cruel whip.  The nymphomaniac continued to scream out in a
mixture of pain and pleasure, her words now incoherent.
Amy, of course, still had that glow about her.  Perhaps
bondage was her final stage for truly corrupting Lindsay...

   The blonde's whole body was now trembling as Amy dropped
the whip and climbed onto the bed with her.  She settled
herself upon her elbows and knees - directly above Lindsay's
prone form as she lay in bondage front-down on the mattress.
With Lindsay's lovely face turned to the side, Amy used the
opportunity to curl her own neck and offer her a soft kiss.
   "I love you, sweetheart," Amy murmured, kissing her yet
again.  "I love you so much.  I want you to feel good."
   "Oh God..." Lindsay whined, that blindfold around her
eyes concealing what had to be a sheet of erotic tears.
"You do make me feel good, Amy!  Very good!"
   "I love your face because it's so pretty, but it's not my
favorite part of your body," Amy told her.  "I love your
small, little-girl breasts, too.  They look fabulous on you.
But they're not my favorite part of your body, either.  Do
you know what my favorite part about you is?"
   "My ass?" the vixen speculated.
   "You're very perceptive," Amy giggled, giving her lover
one more kiss on the lips before hopping off of the bed.
She offered that ass a playful smack with her hand and said,
"It's always been my favorite part of your body.  I just
think it is so sweet, and perfect.  Absolutely perfect!"
She paused and added, "The whipping was just to warm it up
for me.  Now, dear Lindsay... NOW comes the main course."
   "What are you going to do to me?" she asked again.  "Are
you going to fuck it?  Is that the main course?"
   "I have something even better in mind," Amy said wickedly,
licking her lips in sheer anticipation as she eyed Lindsay's
firm, tight ass.  I quickly got an idea as to what may be on
Amy's mind.  No, I told myself.  Amy wouldn't do that...
   "I have wanted to do this to you since last year, but I
have held back until now," the 28-year-old confessed.  "Your
ass, baby... it's so precious.  It needs to be worshipped."
   "How?" Lindsay asked, confused.  "If you're not going to
fuck it... how?  You've already whipped me."
   "Like this..." Amy breathed, my eyes wide, as she leaned
over and spread Lindsay's asscheeks apart with both hands.
My earlier belief was now validated as Amy extended her
tongue and offered Lindsay's anus a full, sweeping lick.

   The precocious teen-ager, of course, had something to say.

   "Oh God, Amy!  No!" she screamed, though her voice was
still full of erotic stimulation.  "It's so nasty!"
   "I don't care," Amy sighed, giving that puckered orifice
another full lash with her tongue.  "I've wanted to do this
to you for so long..."
   "Licking my ass!" Lindsay screamed, trying her best (but
failing) to sound offended.  "OH... IT'S SO NASTY!"
   Those words only added fuel to Amy's already burning fire.
I shook my head in amazement as she offered Lindsay's rectum
swipe after swipe with her tongue.  Soon, Amy tried to jam
her tongue inside the air-tight crevice.  She had her tongue
fully extended, and was jutting her head back-and-forth in a
quick, continual motion.  I could not believe my eyes!
   "OH GOD!" Lindsay kept screaming.  "NASTY!  NASTY!  IT'S
SO NASTY!"  She paused and added, "BUT IT FEELS SO GOOD!"
   "Hmmmmm..." Amy moaned in response, obviously liking that
last part.  She gave up trying to stuff her tongue inside of
Lindsay's anus, and decided to concentrate on it with another
round of full, sweeping licks.  This was incredible...

   Myself, I did not look at this particular sex act as being
"nasty".  Instead, I felt as though it was taboo; forbidden.
Personally, I would never do this to someone else.  But that
did not mean that I wasn't enjoying the show.  Actually, it
made me happy to see Amy in some perverse, warped state of
Heaven.  After all, the red-head claimed that she had wanted
to do this to Lindsay for over a year.  This was her chance.
   As for my little princess, I really enjoyed her reaction.
She continually screamed how nasty and awful this was, but
her body mannerisms told me that she was incredibly turned
on right now.  It was as if Lindsay thought this was taboo,
too.  But at the same time, she could not deny her arousal.

   "I have a little surprise for you," Amy cooed, finally
withdrawing her face from inbetween Lindsay's asscheeks.
"It's for being such a good girl, and letting me do that to
you without protest.  Well... at least, real protest."
   "Oh fuck!" Lindsay moaned.  "What are you going to do to
me NOW?"  I felt somewhat sorry for her because she had that
blindfold on.  Watching Lindsay's head jerk about in response
to every little noise was something.  But on the other hand,
Amy was right.  The blindfold obviously added to her pleasure.
   Reaching into her backpack once again, the ex-pornstar
pulled what appeared to be - of all things - an egg.  At
least, it was shaped like one.  The device had a thick wire
attached to it 0 with what looked to be a hand-held control
pad on the other end.  What was that thing?
   Lindsay's whole body squirmed and tensed up as Amy
gently inserted the round object between her thighs, and
into her pussy.  Amy made sure the "egg" was buried deep,
too.  All I could see now was that black wire coming out of
the little blonde's swollen pussy folds.
   "WHAT IS THAT?" Lindsay demanded.  "It feels funny!"

   Once Amy flipped a switch on the hand-held controller,
Lindsay roared out like she never had before.

   "It's a vibrating egg!" Amy exclaimed, enjoying the loud,
continual series of screams emanating from her young lover.
"I have it turned to maximum power, too!"  She grinned and
wryly added, "It's gonna make your pussy EXPLODE, baby!"
   My eyes were wide and my heart was racing at what I saw
before me upon the monitor.  Lindsay had NEVER been quite
this excited before.  First it was the harsh whipping, then
the anal rimming courtesy of Amy.
   Now, her tender pussy was getting what appeared to be the
ultimate workout from that "vibrating egg".  The thing must
have been turbo-charged.  Lindsay was screaming out so loudly
that I feared she may wake people all the way over in Peru!
   It was over quickly, though.  Even the insatiable teen
could not stave off her orgasm.  Not only did her pussy
explode - as Amy said it would - but seemingly so did her
entire body.  Lindsay let out one final, earth-shattering
scream before the dam busted.
   The juices literally flowed from her pussy, trailing down
her inner thighs and forming a small puddle upon the bed
beneath her.  Wanting to taste and swallow them, Amy did her
best to swipe up that delicious nectar with her tongue.  In
the process, she flipped the switch for that egg to "off".

                           * * *

   Once Lindsay finally settled down from the intense height
of joyous orgasm, she was motionless upon the bed for several
seconds.  For an instant, I wondered if there was something
wrong with her.  It was not like Lindsay to be totally still.
   Displaying her newfound tender side, Amy leaned forward
and kissed the side of Lindsay's head.
   "I love you, sweetheart," she said.  "I love you so much.
I really hope you enjoyed having that done to you as much as
I enjoyed doing it to you.  I think you're so precious..."
   After a brief moment's hesitation, Lindsay finally spoke.
"Untie me," she said in a very flat, uncharacteristic tone.
   "What?" Amy countered, perhaps taken off-guard.
   "Untie me," the blonde reiterated, using the same voice
as before.  "Untie me now!"  She paused and demanded, "NOW!"
   Amy looked startled, but did what was told of her.  I got
the sense that she felt that Lindsay was angry with her.  As
strange as that may sound, I had the very same feeling.  I
had never heard the 19-year-old use such a voice before.
   After her arms were free, Lindsay whisked the blindfold
off of her head.  She blinked for several seconds, her eyes
adjusting to the sudden beam of light.  Then, she had a wild
look in those eyes while turning her head to watch Amy undo
the two silk scarves which bound her legs to the bed.
   "I didn't hurt you... did I?" Amy wondered, scared.  "Are
you mad at me?  I would never do anything to you, honey, if
I didn't think you would like it."  Amy appeared genuinely
concerned.  She had good reason to feel that way too, simply
because Lindsay was staring an absolute hole in her.

   "Get on the bed," the little blonde suddenly demanded,
her eyes flashing with wanton desire.  "Get on the bed so I
can fuck the ABSOLUTE STUFFING out of you!"  A sudden rush
of excitement overtook my body as I watched Lindsay grab
Amy, and throw her down to the bed.  She was displaying a
very uncharacteristic amount of force.  I loved it!

   Amy's uneasiness and trepidation from seconds ago had
faded away in an instant.  Now, her lovely face was burning
with heated arousal as Lindsay inspected the same vibrating
egg that Amy had just used on her.
   Suddenly, Lindsay shook her head and placed the object
upon the floor.  Then, she reached into Amy's backpack of
toys and pulled out a monstrous, strap-on dildo.
   My aching cock - which I had been busy stroking all this
time - just erupted like a volcano.  Was Lindsay actually
going to put that thing on, and use it on Amy?  In over a
year of living here on the island, Lindsay had NEVER worn
a strap-on dildo.  She enjoyed being on the receiving end
of them, of course, but had always claimed that having one
secured to her waist was something which - for whatever
reason - simply did not interest her.
   Amy must have been thinking the same thing, because her
whole body was trembling with sheer, obvious anticipation.
The look in her eyes as she watched Lindsay step into the
massive dildo's harness, then fasten and buckle it into
place around her frail waist told me all that I needed to
know.  Amy was well aware of the fact that Lindsay was about
to give her the absolute pounding of a lifetime.
   Fortunately, I had a front row seat for what promised to
be a memorable encounter... Lindsay (with a strap-on dildo!).
   "Oh yeah..." the exotic blonde hissed, her delicate hand
busy frigging the massive, purple-colored instrument as it
protruded outward from her pelvis.  "Look at what you made
happen, Amy!  Look at the hard-on you gave me!"
   The 28-year-old giggled at that accusation, obviously
enjoying it.  "I didn't realize how well-hung you were,
Lindsay, until just now!"  She snickered some more before
adding, "Looks like you got a whole foot-longer there!"
   "You're such a nasty girl, Amy.  You licked and tongued
my ass like it was a lollipop!  That's so NASTY!"
   "And you loved every single minute of it," Amy countered,
nodding her head for emphasis.  "Tell me that you loved it."
   Instead of replying verbally to that, Lindsay instead let
out a sigh and shook her head.  An instant later, she hopped
onto the comfortable bed with Amy and spread the red-head's
willing thighs with both hands.  She positioned her body
between them, then grasped the obscene-looking dildo with
her right hand and thrusted it deep into Amy's pussy.

   "YES!" I moaned outloud, seated in the voyeur room, as
Lindsay immediately began to thump away at Amy in the
missionary position.  Talk about something I thought I
would never witness!  I had to pinch myself to see if this
was really just a dream.  My sweet, little princess - with
a big strap-on around her waist.  I couldn't believe it!

   Lindsay's smallish breasts wobbled back-and-forth as her
body bucked and churned about in a frantic, non-stop motion.
For someone who had never used a strap-on dildo before,
Lindsay seemed to be doing remarkably well with it.  Of
course, the vixen had been on the receiving end of them so
many times that she probably learned how to use them from
simply watching others.  Still, the excited look upon Amy's
face - and her unyielding screams of pure arousal - were
something to behold.
   "OH GOD!  FUCK ME!  FUCK ME!  YES!  FUCK ME!  YES!  YES!"
Amy wrapped both arms around Lindsay's shoulders and hugged
her tightly, adding, "OH, DON'T STOP!  FUCK ME!  FUCK ME!"
   Lindsay had the glare of a deranged maniac in her eyes as
she absolutely throttled Amy and her pussy with the enormous
strap-on dildo.  Her lithesome, taut body was a literal blur
as she pounded her nasty lover in the missionary position.
I also enjoyed the sight of Amy's own breasts, as the large
globes of luscious flesh bounced and flopped about wildly.

   Dare I say - I had never seen Amy this excited, either.
These two hellcats were bringing out the absolute best (or
worst (depending on your perspective)) in each other.  They
were trying to pummel each other into oblivion!

   "YOU LIKE ME FUCKING YOU!" Lindsay roared outloud, her
comely face just inches from Amy's.  "YOU WANT ME TO SPLIT
YOU IN HALF!  OH, YOU'RE SUCH A NASTY SLUT!  THIS IS WHAT
YOU GET FOR LICKING MY ASS!"
   "FUCK, LINDSAY!" Amy screamed in response.  "OH FUCK!
I... I'M GONNA CUM!  OH... FUUUUUCK!  _FUUUUUUUUUUCK_!..."
   My cock exploded once again as Amy's entire body arched
high off the bed.  She let loose with yet another tirade of
profanity which lasted several seconds, then her body simply
collapsed onto the bed.  All the while, Lindsay continued to
hammer away at her pussy with the monstrous strap-on dildo.
She only stopped once it appeared that Amy had all of the
life literally fucked away from her body.

                           * * *

   Instead of lunging forward and attaching her mouth to
Amy's for a tender kiss - which was standard for Lindsay
after such a turbulent encounter, she instead stood up.
Lindsay glared at Amy for several seconds, the fires of
unquenchable lust still burning in her eyes.  Soon, she
unbuckled the dildo's harness and angrily threw the crude
object to the floor.  Lindsay wasn't finished...
   "Lick my ass!" she demanded, turning her back to Amy and
bending over slightly.  She reached back with both hands
and spread her asscheeks, saying, "I know you want to!  Come
on... lick it some more!  Do it!"
   Amy was obviously tired after what her body had just went
through.  Still, however, she found the energy to sit up on
the bed.  Lindsay then bent over even lower - jutting and
flaunting her sweet, whip-reddened ass just inches away from
Amy's hungry, eager mouth.
   "LICK IT!" she demanded again.
   "Oh my..." I moaned, as Amy moved her lips inward and
began to assault Lindsay's puckered anus with her tongue.
Newfound life quickly found its way back into my cock, and I
began stroking it rather briskly.  The little blonde had
her own unique reaction as well - she squirmed and writhed
about in forbidden arousal while keeping a firm grip on her
asscheeks - holding them far apart for Amy's probing tongue.
   "YOU'RE SO NASTY!" the 19-year-old screamed, the level of
passion within her seemingly multiplying by the second.  "OH
GOD, AMY!  YOU SAY I'M NASTY?  _YOU'RE_ THE NASTY GIRL!"
   "I know what you need... you little SLUT!" Amy announced,
getting into the verbal game as she withdrew her lips from
Lindsay's outstretched ass.  With a fierce look in her eyes,
Amy reached down and retrieved a hand-held dildo from within
her ominous backpack.  The dildo was thin, and about six or
seven inches in length.  It appeared perfect for...
   "I'm gonna fuck your ass now!" Amy roared, pressing the
dildo's head to Lindsay's anus and then jamming it inside.
   The vixen's reaction was predictable.  She pushed her
ass backward, causing the entire length of the black dildo
to disappear into the confines of her rectum.  Only its
handle (which Amy had a firm grip on) was still visible.
Needless to say, I had another throbbing erection now...

   An instant later, all Hell broke loose.

   Amy's arm was a blur as she thrusted the dildo in-and-out
of the teen-ager's anus as hard as she possibly could.  I
was not surprised to watch Lindsay lose her balance, and
fall to the floor (upon her hands and knees) as she screamed
out in response.  Her words were totally incoherent...
   It was obvious that Amy wanted to return the favor from
moments earlier.  She wanted to brutalize Lindsay with a
dildo - just as the nymphomaniac had done to her.
   I gulped my throat as with her free hand, Amy picked up
the "vibrating egg" and flipped its power switch on.  The
erotic object began to shudder about with battery-powered
electricity, and then Amy inserted it back into Lindsay's
overheated pussy - perhaps, where it rightfully belonged.
   Considering what the vibrating egg had done to her
earlier, I was surprised that Lindsay lasted 15 seconds
before her whole body just seemed to spontaneously combust.
Not only did she have the powerfully-charged object in her
pussy, but Amy was still blasting her ass with that dildo.
Combine that with everything else which had happened to her...
   Lindsay's screams were high-pitched as while on her hands
and knees, she pounded her right fist upon the carpeted floor
repeatedly.  I legitimately wondered if the four ladies who
were at the indoor pool - Gabrielle, Devon, Christina and
Lisa - could hear her.  Lindsay was screaming THAT loudly...
   Whatever the case, the massive orgasm she experienced was
something which I will never forget.  I had never seen such
an animated reaction from Lindsay before.  Her whole body
shook and shivered in the aftermath, her enchanting face a
twisted sea of arousal, as Amy continued to work over her
pussy and ass, respectively, with those toys.

   And it should come as no great surprise that sometime
during Lindsay's orgasm, my cock exploded - AGAIN.  My
wrist and legs had become completely covered with sperm...

                           * * *

   When it was finally over, Lindsay's whole body went limp
as she crumbled to the floor.  Amy flipped the egg's power
switch off, but left it embedded within the blonde's swollen
pussy.  She did withdraw the dildo from her ass, however,
and then leaned upward and offered Lindsay a series of tender
kisses upon the back of her neck and shoulders.
   "I love you, sweetheart," Amy breathed, now nibbling upon
one of her ears.  "Oh God, I need you in my life so much..."
   "I need you too," Lindsay whimpered, barely able to speak.

   I smiled at the loving exchange of words.  Pending Devon's
approval, Lindsay and Amy would have the rest of their lives
to further explore their darkest fantasies with each other...


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