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Subject: {ASSM} (NEW!) "Island Paradise: Forever"  Part 5  M/F, striptease
Date: Sun, 14 Apr 2002 03:10:03 -0400
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Story Name: "Island Paradise: Forever"  (Part 5 of 25) -
               M/F, F/F & just about everything else
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   "Oh my God, Amy," I moaned, my eyes wide, my heart racing.
"What... what are you doing?"

   As I sat in a fold-up chair within the private suite that
I shared with my three wives, Amy stood before me, looking
as hot and as sinfully sexy as ever before.  I could not
believe my eyes as Amy wore a black leather vest, which was
zippered up to only her midriff.  Thus, the lacey black bra
which concealed her large, heavenly breasts was on display.
It was decorated with flower-print designs and offered a
clear view of her juicy, plump nipples, just underneath it.
   In addition, Amy wore a leather mini-skirt which was so
small and low-cut, she might as well not had it on.  Fishnet
stockings adorned her legs, and the pair of knee-high boots
looked extremely tantalizing on her.  The little mini-skirt,
stockings and boots were black, just like her bra and vest.
   With her shoulder-length red hair braided up in a stylish,
classy fashion, Amy looked as though she had just stepped
out of one of my ultimate fantasies.  That slopey-eyed,
been-there-done-that look that Amy had about her never
failed to get me aroused.  It was even more apparent now as
she stood before me, looking like a billion dollar whore.
   Whatever was on her mind right promised to be special...

   "Devon was telling me that you had a dream about Pamela
stripping for you the other night," Amy replied, her green
eyes sparkling with wanton desire.  "She said it got you
all nice and hard, Jeremy."  Amy offered a playful pout and
continued, "Pamela used to dance and strip for you all the
time, right?  Devon thinks that is something you need in
your life again, Jeremy - not necessarily from Pamela, but
someone to give you that occasional lap dance."
   "Oh my God..." I repeated, my eyes solely focused on this
absolute creature of lust who stood before me.
   "When I was a pornstar, I used to go out on the road and
do feature dancing," Amy told me.  "Of course, you already
know that.  But what you don't know, Jeremy, is that I was a
pornstar who actually gave lap dances, too."  She giggled and
added, "I charged a high price - two hundred bucks - but some
of my more diehard fans were willing to pay that much.  Some
nights I made as much as five, six thousand dollars just
from doing lap dances..."
   "You're going to dance for me?" I breathed, swallowing
hard.  My whole body was alive with heated, intense lust as
I already knew the answer to that question.
   "Devon asked me to give you a lap dance tonight," the
28-year-old responded, everything about her - tone, look and
posture - seemingly cool and confident.  "Devon wanted to
dance for you, but decided that I would do a better job since
I have all the experience - and she has none."  Amy grinned
and added, "We figure you would like all of us to dance for
you from now on, Jeremy - just like Pamela used to.  So I'm
going to teach Devon how to do it, as well as Lindsay."
   "Lindsay?" I exclaimed, my heart suddenly thumping harder
than ever before within my chest.  "You're... you're gonna
teach LINDSAY... how to dance and strip for me?"
   "Oh yes," Amy replied, a nasty glint in her eyes.  "'Lil
Lindsay is all sweet, innocent and wholesome when she does
her cheerleader dances for you, Jeremy.  But you haven't
seen anything yet.  When I get done with her, she will blow
your mind - just like Devon will, and like I will tonight.
I'll teach them to use their bodies as weapons against you."
   "Oh my..." I growled, the image of Lindsay shaking her
little ass in front of me while peeling off her lingerie
flashing throughout my mind.  "I... oh dear God, Amy..."
   The picture-perfect nymphomaniac took a step back and
smiled at me.  "So what is it, Jeremy?  Are you going to
take me up on my offer, and let me dance for you tonight?"
   "Of course," I answered, swallowing hard once more.  Then
it was time to try and inject some humor into the situation.
"But I won't be paying you two hundred bucks for it."
   "I don't want your money," she told me, her tone serious.
"I wanna get fucked.  Your cock is MINE tonight.  Deal?"
   "I have no problems with that," I roughly choked, my body
trembling with absolute desire.
   "Remember the number one rule of lap dancing, though,"
she purred.  "No touching.  You got that, Jeremy?"
   "No touching?" I exclaimed, somewhat exasperated.
   "I don't want to have to punish you for breaking the
rules," Amy chided me, a naughty grin upon her face.

                           * * *

   The stacked red-head took another step back and offered me
a very beguiling smile.  An instant later, she cupped and
squeezed her luscious breasts with both hands, their flesh
rolling underneath her touch.  Amy's face came alive as she
purred, "Do you really want me to dance for you, Jeremy?"
   Unable to speak, I eagerly nodded my head at her.
   "Does it turn you on?" she asked, her voluptuous body
starting to buck and churn about in a sensuous manner.  Amy
turned her back to me and gyrated her shapely ass for me,
which was barely concealed by that mini-skirt, before
spinning back around.  Her body kept grinding as she teased,
"I only want to dance for you if it turns you on, Jeremy."
   "You're turning me on, big-time," I managed to get out,
my eyes wide as I gawked at her.  "Trust me..."
   Amy pulled her skirt upwards for a brief second - long
enough to flash me a view of her black G-string - before
shoving it back down into place.  "Are you getting hard
yet?" she wondered, her tone soft and silky.  "You know how
how much I like nice, hard cocks, Jeremy."
   Instead of waiting for me to answer, Amy simply reached
out with her right hand and rubbed the humungous bulge that
was growing within my shorts.  "Oooooh," she cooed, her hips
swaying back-and-forth in a rhythmic motion.  "You are hard,
lover.  REAL hard.  I like that.  I like that A LOT."
   With my own hands, I made a move to grasp and latch onto
both of her breasts, but Amy backed away and shook her head
at me.  "No touching!" she reminded me, being playful.  I
let out another exasperated moan, but decided to let the game
continue.  Soon, I would absolutely ravage this woman.
   Amy then placed both hands upon her head and swayed her
hips for me once again, her breasts jiggling and bouncing
about within the confines of her lacey bra.  She trailed
both hands down to those breasts and cupped them for a
second time, and massaged them.  "I like showing off my
body," she said, being coy.  "Do you like my body, Jeremy?"
   "Oh God... you know I do, Amy.  You drive me insane."
   "Yeah..." she grinned, now hooking her left leg over my
right knee and straddling me somewhat there.  Her body
bounced about in that position for several seconds, but
then she recoiled her leg and stood straight up once more.
   "You like my nice, big breasts?" Amy wondered, in total
teasing mode, as she continued to mash and maul them with
her hands.  I nodded as she added, "Would you like to see
my breasts, Jeremy?  Do you think you would like that?"
   "Oh yes," I replied quickly, my cock about to burst within
my shorts.  I could not believe how sinful and erotic this
woman was as she bumped and weaved her body about before me.
I could easily tell that Amy had done a lot of stripping and
dancing during the brief time that she was a pornstar.  In
fact, her routine thus far ranked right alongside one of
Pamela's best.  Amy's performance was that good.
   Amy undid the zipper upon her vest-like top, and shrugged
it from her shoulders.  The garment fell to the floor, and
then she unsnapped her lacey black bra in front.  The siren
pulled its cups outward, baring her glorious breasts for my
eyes to luxuriate in.  Amy tossed the bra elsewhere, then
moaned as she fondled her naked breasts with both hands.
   Amy brought a finger to her mouth and wet it, then turned
her back to me and giggled.  "Like my ass?" she inquired,
her hips suddenly undulating in a wicked manner.  She bent
over slightly and leaned up hard against my pelvis, then
started to bounce upon it.  "Want me to rub my ass all over
your cock like this?  Does that feel good, Jeremy?"  She
continued bumping her hips upon my pelvis, saying, "You like
my ass all over your cock?"  She slapped that curvaceous
backside and cooed, "Is my ass tight enough for you, Jeremy?"
   "Oh God..." I trembled.
   Amy kept up the churning and grinding motion for a few
seconds before finally withdrawing that luscious ass of hers
from my pelvis.  She turned back around and trailed both
hands down the front of her body, her hips bucking wildly, a
smile upon her face, before undoing the zipper down the side
of her mini-skirt and whisking it off rather briskly.
   I took in a deep breath and shook my head in a mixture of
lust and appreciation as Amy continued to dance in front of
me, the only articles of clothes remaining on her a lacey,
black G-string, fishnet stockings and knee-high boots.
   "You like it when I tease and torture you like this?" Amy
wondered, still dancing.  "You like me doing this, Jeremy?"
She paused and moaned, "Hmmmmm... I just love it."
   Amy then dropped to her knees between my widespread legs,
and smiled at the tremendous bulge which was within my
shorts.  Her eyes locked upon mine, Amy extended her tongue
and swiped away at the bulge.  Her white teeth then clamped
down upon a portion of my shorts' fabric, and she pulled her
head back.  She then nuzzled her nose upon my aching erection
and giggled, her eyes never once leaving my face.
   The 28-year-old soon rose up to her feet and resumed her
erotic dancing routine.  "Want me to take my G-string off
for you?" she asked, unsnapping a button upon the garments'
side which held it together.  She held the loose G-string in
front of her pussy for several seconds - teasing me - before
pulling it away and fully exposing herself to me.
   "Do you like my pussy?"  Pangs of unspeakable lust were
coursing throughout my entire body as Amy slowly but surely
straddled my hips.  "Like my naked body all over your body?"
she wondered, starting to bounce up and down upon my shaft -
as if we were having sex.  I needed to get rid of my shorts!
   "HMMMMM... I love feeling your cock between my legs like
this," she moaned, her face flushed with desire.  "Your cock
is all big, and hard.  Hmmmmm... feels so good!"
   My body overcome with lust, I grabbed Amy's breasts with
both hands and squeezed them roughly.  She quickly jumped
off my lap and scurried backwards, shaking a menacing finger
at me.  I sighed as she playfully scolded me, "No touching,
Jeremy!  You do that again, and I'll have to tie you up."
   My eyes went wide in response to those words as Amy
dropped to her knees between my widespread legs once again.
She placed both hands upon the side of my hips and looked up
at me with a playful expression, then began to grind her
luscious breasts upon my pelvis in a wanton, lewd manner.
   Acting coy and innocent, Amy continued to gaze up at me
as she snickered, "You look so uncomfortable, Jeremy.  Oh,
you poor baby.  Let's see if I can make you feel better."  I
took in another deep breath as she undid my shorts and
reached within my briefs, then pulled my fully erect cock
out and let it wobble before her eyes in the open air.  "Is
that better?" she inquired, still acting innocent.  "I think
he needed a breath of fresh air, Jeremy."  She giggled once
more, gently stroking and then kissed the tip of my cock.
   Amy stood up and placed both hands upon my head, then
brought my face into contact with her breasts.  She rubbed
my face upon those breasts for several seconds, her hips
still undulating, before dropping back down to her knees
between my legs.  She pulled my shorts and briefs downward,
fully exposing my shaft.
   Amy tilted her head all the way forward, until its crown
was pointing downward.  She then rubbed the back of her head
upon my erection, which nearly caused me to explode.  I
loved the feel of her silky-smooth red hair upon my skin...
   "Why don't you suck it?" I asked her, referring to my
cock, my tone of voice flat and uneven.
   Amy took a step back upon her knees and flashed me a
look.  "Suck it?  What type of dancer do you think I am,
Jeremy?"  She huffed playfully and added, "Not me..."

   Finally, Amy had pushed me too far.

                           * * *

   The red-head grunted and squealed with obvious arousal as
I clutched both of her shoulders with my hands and literally
tossed her onto the bed.  Amy gave me an expectant look as
she gazed up at me, her thighs already spread wide and parted
(which was an instinctive thing for her).  I licked my lips
at the mere sight of her clean-shaven pussy, which glistened
in the room's light with shiny, erotic moisture.
   I hesitated for a second or two, but then dove face-first
right between those luscious thighs.  Amy's body tensed with
hot passion as I grasped her hips with my hands, my tongue
already flicking itself over and across her swollen slit.
The voluptuous vixen moaned out her approval, her hands
clutching my head, her fingers weaving themselves throughout
my short brown hair.  The feel of her fingernails upon my
scalp sent absolute shockwaves of pleasure through my body.
   Not only did Amy have a beautiful pussy, but she had a
very delicious one as well.  I lapped away at her moist,
tender folds, my tongue darting about wildly, my nose
sniffing and luxuriating in the scent of her womanhood.
That was her another thing - her pussy smelled wonderful.
Everything about Amy, in fact, was wonderful...
   I inserted a pair of fingers into that sweet pussy and
immediately began to thrust them in-and-out at a rather
torrid pace.  Amy clutched her thighs tightly around my
head, as well as my hand, as I continually forged those
fingers into her.  She arched her neck and back high off
the mattress, a series of moans and growls emanating from
deep within her throat.  Obviously, Amy enjoyed this.
Likewise, I was happy to be the one giving her this pleasure.
   "Oh yeah..." she sighed, her thighs now loosening the
dual grip upon my head and hand.  "Oh yeah, Jeremy... that's
good.  That's real good!  Hmmmmm... lick my pussy!  Lick it!
Hmmmmm... come on, lick it.  OH YEAH... there.  Right there!
OH GOD... don't stop!  Don't stop!  Don't ever stop!"
   I concentrated on her little nub of a clitoris, gently
trapping it within my mouth and flicking my tongue across it
in rapid-fire succession.  Amy let out a thunderous squeal
in response, then pressed her palms upon the crown of my
head and applied a generous amount of pressure.  She arched
her neck and back once again as well, her moans and cries of
arousal quickly becoming more loud and heated.
   I released her clitoris from my mouth, only to then offer
it a series of slow, leisurely swipes with my tongue.  I got
the sense that Amy was extremely close to an orgasm, which
was a bit of a surprise to me.  I could get off a seasoned
ex-pornstar like this with my tongue alone?  Then the thought
hit me that the wicked lap dance which Amy had earlier given
to me must have excited her as well.  It was a combination
of both the striptease and my oral worship which would
ultimately lead toward her orgasm.
   Whatever the case, I bared down with my lips and tongue,
and was intent on bringing the raging nymphomaniac to an
earth-shattering climax.  Once I inserted a third finger
into her glistening folds and pounded away at them, I had
succeeded.  Amy roared out at the very top of her lungs,
her exquisite pussy literally erupting in a sea of passion.
   "HMMMMM... FUCK!" she screamed out, her head raised as
she stared down at me.  "FUCK YES!"  My tongue had already
shifted into erotic overdrive, and was busy lapping up the
delicious fruits of my labor.  Juices seemed to continually
ooze from Amy's pussy; and I was quick to gather it with my
tongue and swallow it down my throat.  Delicious!

   "Hmmmmm... yes," Amy moaned in the aftermath, after she
had settled her body back down upon the bed.  "Yesssss...
Oh Jeremy, you made me cream my pussy."  She smiled and
coyly added, "I'm going to have to pay you back for that."
   "I thought you said I wasn't allowed to touch you," I
grinned, finally raising my head from between the silken
joining of her thighs.  "Did you change your mind?"
   Amy moaned and replied, "If you want to lick my pussy
like that, Jeremy, you can do whatever you want!"
   "I'll do whatever I want, anyway," I told her, grinning.
"Remember what you told me last week, Amy?"  Her eyebrows
perked up as I went on, "Your body is my playground?"
   "Oh yes," the 28-year-old smiled.  "I did say that."  She
smiled and chirped, "It's the truth!"
   I chuckled softly before placing my lips upon her inner
thigh and kissing her there.  Amy sighed in response, but
then I decided to turn my gaze toward the fetish-style boots
that she still had on.  Black and made of expensive leather,
those boots were laced all the way up to her kneecaps.  They
also had 5-inch heels - at least.
   "Where did you get these?" I asked, touching one of her
boots and massaging it gently.
   "Some exotic boutique in Los Angeles," Amy replied.  "I
loved to wear these boots when I went out feature dancing.
But they aren't my only pair.  I have more."
   "You'll have to model them for me sometime," I grinned.
   "I'd love to," she countered.  "I have so many outfits
from my dancing career, too.  One of these nights, we'll
surprise you, Jeremy.  Lindsay can be the 'lil schoolgirl,
Devon the French maid and me... how about Moulin Rouge?
Have you seen those type of outfits?"
   "I seen all of your exotic wear one day, dear," I told
her.  "I was browsing through the big closet over there.
You seem to have a devil's costume.  What's up with that?"
   Amy giggled and answered, "I performed in my devil suit
in both Orlando and Kansas City... no, Orlando and Dallas.
Yes.  It was just something different, and unique."
   I nodded at her and grinned, "It's very becoming of you."
   "Hey!" Amy scolded me, but in a playful manner.  "That
isn't nice, buster!"
   "It's the truth," I told her.  "I've always thought of
you as being devilish, Amy... fiendish.  Nasty.  VERY nasty."
I grinned and added, "But in the most wonderful of ways."
   "Ahhhhh... that's kind of sweet," she squealed.
   "So are you," I nodded, undoing the laces upon the front
of her right boot.  I got the laces halfway down, then was
able to latch onto the boot's long, thick heel and yank it
from her foot.  I offered Amy a gentle smile before kissing
her right, stockinged kneecap in a tender manner.  An instant
later, I turned my attention to her left boot.
   "You know how long it took me to put them on for you?"
she asked, her tone impish and playful.  "Too long.  Yet you
take them off like it was no effort at all for me."
   I shook my head and grinned, "I'm not about to get spiked
by one of your heels when I'm fucking you.  That hurts!"
   "Fucking me?" Amy exclaimed, her voice suddenly alive and
full of energy.  "Now THAT sounds like an excellent idea!"
   "You deserve it... don't you?" I asked, pulling the boot
from her left thigh and foot and tossing it elsewhere.  "What
was it you said during that lap dance earlier?  You love
feeling my cock between your legs?  Wasn't that it?"
   "I love feeling your cock anywhere, either in or out of
my body," she purred, her green eyes flashing.  "You're the
first and only man who has ever given me ultimate pleasure,
Jeremy," Amy added, which caused my eyes to widen in shock.
   "There's no need to exaggerate, dear," I chuckled after a
short pause.  "I know you love me and all, but look at all
those big cocks that ravaged you in all of your movies.  I
don't quite compare with them, you know."
   "Acting," she told me.  "That's all it was."  Amy paused
and continued, "You are the first and only man who gives me
ultimate pleasure, Jeremy, because you are the first - and
only - man that I have ever loved."  Amy grasped my right
hand with hers and brought it to her lips for a tender kiss.
"I love you, Jeremy.  I love you so much."
   I smiled, deeply touched by her words of devotion.  "I
love you too, Amy."  I kissed her inner thigh once more and
proclaimed, "I also love this side of you, dear.  I'm so glad
that you've finally let your true self out."
   "That talk we had the night I came home from the hospital
changed my life forever," Amy commented.  "I can't thank you
enough, Jeremy.  For the first time in my life, I am happy."
   "I'm happy that you are happy," I countered, grinning.
"I will do whatever it takes for you, Lindsay and Devon to
be happy, Amy.  The three of you... I love you all so much.
None of you will ever know how much."
   "Never before did I ever dream of being one of three
wives for a man," Amy snickered.  "Nor did I think that I
would have two wives myself, either.  Devon is right.  We
lead a crazy, crazy lifestyle, Jeremy.  But a happy one."
   She paused and added, "Lindsay is your princess, Jeremy.
You always call her that.  But what are Devon and I to you?
Do we have any nicknames like that?"
   "My pet name for Devon, though I don't use it much, is
boo," was my response.
   "Boo?"
   "Boo," I confirmed.  "A boo, at least to me, is someone
who is young, wholesome and loving.  Devon fits that mold.
She's not as young as Lindsay - 25 to 19 - but looks younger
than her actual age.  And she is very wholesome and loving."
   "Boo..." Amy nodded.  "What's my name, then?"
   "I never really thought of one for you, dear," I replied.
"I've always thought of you as a slut, because you seem to
like that."  I paused and added, "How about butter-cup?"
   "Butter-cup?" Amy giggled.  "No one has EVER called me
butter-cup!"  She laughed and said, "Pornstars, or even
ex-pornstars, should not be called butter-cup!"
   "My sweet, sluttish butter-cup," I grinned, leaning
forward and kissing her kneecap.  "You and Devon don't have
any nicknames for me, Amy.  Lindsay calls me pookie."
   "Pookie bear," Amy nodded.  "Lindsay said that Mr. Gordo
was her favorite teddy bear until she met you, Jeremy."
   I smiled at those words, and offered Mr. Gordo a quick
glance.  The stuffed animal sat in its usual place - the
rocking chair beside our bed.  I then turned my attention
back toward Amy and said, "Pookie is a good one."
   "You're my teddy bear, too," the red-head purred, sitting
up upon the bed and wrapping both arms around my shoulders
in a warm, loving embrace.  I slipped my own arms around her
as well, and clutched her heavenly body close to mine.

   Realizing that I hadn't kissed Amy yet tonight, I thought
this would be a good time to do so.

   Still holding her, I tilted my head to the side and placed
my lips upon Amy's mouth for a slow, languid kiss.  Both of
us moaned with a mixture of love and desire as our tongues
met between our pressed mouths.  I stabbed at her tongue with
my own, then slid it in erotic circles over and across hers.
My hands then trailed down her naked, slender back, and I
patted her lush, rounded ass with both of them.
   "Are you going to fuck me yet?" she asked, a hopeful look
in her eyes.  "You said you would several minutes ago."
   I laughed at her words and replied, "It's good to see
that you realize what it is that you want, dear.  I could
never turn down such a request.  How?  What position?"
   Amy smiled and answered, "Doggie-style... of course!"
   I smiled at her energetic response and offered her another
deep-rooted kiss upon the lips.  An instant later, Amy backed
away from me upon the bed and flipped over - onto her hands
and knees.  She wiggled her shapely ass before my admiring
eyes and cooed, "Come on, Jeremy.  Come fuck me!"
   I glanced down at my cock, which was still quite hard and
throbbing - as had been the case since Amy started stripping
for me several minutes ago.  I then rose up to my knees and
moved in close behind Amy, and prepared to enter her luscious
pussy in her preferred manner - the doggie-style position.
   "Hmmmmm," she moaned, her head rolling about, as I latched
onto her hips with both hands and squeezed tightly.  I nudged
my bulging erection between her asscheeks and held it there
for quite some time, but then fisted it and guided its tip
directly into her tender, sweet pussy.  Amy tensed with
desire as I did so, curling her neck backward and sighing.
   "Oh yeah... that feels good," Amy purred, a smile upon
her enchanting face as she glared over her shoulder at me.
"Oh yeah, Jeremy... fuck me."  Her expression tightened as
she added, "Fuck me, Jeremy.  Come on... fuck me.  Fuck me!"
   I moaned as well, gulping my throat, as the entire length
of my cock had now vanished into the confines of Amy's slit.
Not a trace of it could be seen; my balls were stuffed hard
upon her quivering ass.
   "Fuck me," she reiterated, her tone becoming more heated
and impatient.  "Come on, Jeremy.  Fuck me!  FUCK ME HARD!"

   With those words, I took a deep breath and began thrusting
away at the lush folds of her pussy.

   Knowing that Amy preferred her sex to be on the physical
side, there was no need to be slow or gentle to start things
off with her.  Within a matter of seconds, my hips were
churning about at full-speed as I blasted my cock in-and-out
of her wondrous pussy.  Best of all, Amy was already yelping
and screaming out in response.  Of course, I was, too.
   My senses were flaring with intense passion as I looked
down at the sight of my cock as it entered, exited and then
re-entered Amy's pussy in a constant cycle.  I clutched her
shapely ass with both hands, mauling its firm flesh, as my
body was alive with pure, unadulterated arousal.
   "Come on, Jeremy!" she roared, looking over her shoulder
at me once more.  "Come on!  Fuck me!  Fuck me HARDER!"
   I would have loved to follow through on Amy's request,
but that would be impossible.  How could I drill her any
harder than this?  My thrusts were quick and powerful, as
my cock blazed a trail deep within the confines of her slit.
It felt as though Amy's pussy was clutching my shaft like it
was a fist, and did not want to let go.  I was giving her
everything I had, yet she still wanted more...
   "Come on, Jeremy!" Amy demanded, her eyes narrow, as she
still glared back at me.  "Fuck me harder than this!  Pound
me with your big cock!  Hurt me with it!  OHHHHH... come on!
You know I like it harder than this, Jeremy!  COME ON!"
   I shook my head at her words, wondering how she could
possibly even ask me to be anymore rough or physical with
her.  I was using every last ounce of strength within my body
to hammer her as it was.  I was only one man... not an army!
   My body was like a machine as my hips pistoned themselves
in a continual back-and-forth motion.  I gulped my throat as
the sensations slowly but surely began to overwhelm my mind.
I hesitated for an instant in mid-thrust to compose myself,
and get a second wind.  Then, I reached the final stretch.
   At least Amy wasn't begging me to pound her any harder as
I gave one final effort to blast her pussy with a series of
intense thrusts.  The red-head was now screaming out her
lust, pounding a fist upon the bed, as I pummeled her in the
doggie-style position.  I only had a few more seconds...
   "OH YES!" she roared, seeming to sense my predicament.
"CUM INSIDE ME, JEREMY!  CUM INSIDE MY PUSSY!  FILL IT!"

   Those words pushed me over the proverbial edge.

   After burying my cock all the way inside her pussy, I
screamed out in absolute desire as I experienced one of my
more intense orgasms in quite some time.  I could feel the
sperm gushing outward from the tip of my cock, filling and
flooding her womb like only it could.  I teetered on the
very brink of madness, and felt for an instant or two that I
would pass out from this very extreme level of pleasure.
   At the same time, Amy seemed to let herself go as well.
She pounded both fists upon the mattress and screamed out
in orgasmic passion, only for her magnificent body to then
go rigid seconds later.
   In the aftermath, I collapsed on top of Amy in a (very)
satisfied heap, my cock still embedded within her pussy.
My breathing was quite ragged and labored, and my heart was
beating at a rapid pace.  Still, I caressed her beautiful
ass with my right hand and planted a kiss upon the back of
her neck.  It looked marvelous, being on display, with her
red hair all nice and braided up.  I kissed her neck again.
   "You're incredible, Amy..."
   The enchantress grasped my right hand and pulled it to
her mouth, then kissed it.  She licked and swiped away at
my index finger, saying, "Hmmmmm, yes.  I needed that."
   "Lindsay and Devon are elsewhere tonight," I told her,
my voice weak.  "Lindsay is with Jennifer, I believe, and
Devon is spending the night with Sarah and Gwen.  Yes."
   "You know what this means... don't you, Jeremy?" Amy
purred.  "You're mine for the whole night."
   I smiled and nodded, "Just like you said before that lap
dance, butter-cup.  My cock belongs to you tonight, right?"
   "Butter-cup..." Amy giggled, shaking her head.


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