Island Fever Ch. 08

Chapter 8: Melancholy

The setting was the island at its purest. What was happening there was something even more special.

The northeast beach was one of many quintessential, picture-postcard locations that the island had to offer. With its abundant white sand, swaying palm trees and clear, calm blue water, this crescent-shaped beach was a natural draw for anyone who worshiped the sun. The air of serene tranquility and relaxing harmony that such a place provided was the ideal elixir to heal jaggled nerves and soothe rough tensions. Or, in certain cases, it was a spot for romance.

"Oh my..." I moaned, awestruck, while seated in the plush comfort of my voyeur room. Upon the primary monitor in front of me, Trish and Lindsay were enjoying the scenic wonders and peaceful solitude that the northeast beach offered them. Even better, though, they were enjoying each other.

Gathered together upon a collection of huge rocks and boulders near the water's edge, Trish and Lindsay were slowly grinding and moving together in a beautiful rhythm. Both ladies wore tight, denim shorts, but the sweet and charming Lindsay had already been stripped of her top.

With nothing but a bra on above the waist, the precious 18-year-old squirmed and writhed about in total pleasure as Trish stood directly behind her. Trish, who had on a pink halter top to go along with her denim shorts, squeezed and caressed Lindsay's lush breasts in a repeated fashion.

With the ocean as their backdrop, the two ladies danced and swayed together upon the rocks. It was very obvious to me that Trish and Lindsay were going to take part in a sexual encounter here. It would only be a matter of time. Much to my delight, I had a front row, VIP seat within the voyeur room for it.

Still massaging Lindsay's bra-clad breasts, Trish planted a series of angel kisses along her girlfriend's exposed neck and then trailed her tongue across her shoulders, and down her back. Lindsay sighed and nodded her head in approval as Trish soon dropped down to her knees upon the boulder. She slid her left hand between Lindsay's legs from behind, and caressed her stomach with it. With her right, Trish placed it onto Lindsay's hip and held it there. Then, she kissed and even licked at Lindsay's little ass through the denim.

As she did so, Trish moved her right hand upward and began to massage the blonde's breasts with it. Lindsay again sighed in arousal, this time arching her head and neck as well. Soon, Trish rose to her feet and now used both hands to squeeze and grope away at Lindsay's taut breasts. She splayed some more kisses across that delicate neck and even thrust her pelvis hard onto Lindsay's twitching ass.

Once Lindsay turned her face to the side, Trish was there to meet her. I smiled to myself as the two ladies extended their tongues and kissed in the open air. I just cannot stress how incredibly happy Trish seemed to be right now. She was totally in love with Lindsay.

Their kiss did not last long, however. Trish grasped Lindsay's right hand and brought it to her mouth, then gently sucked and nibbled on her extended forefinger. She then slid one bra strap from Lindsay's shoulder and smiled with pure, carnal delight as a pert, little nipple came into view. Trish wasted no time whatsoever as she curled her head around for a quick, scrumptious taste.

Her long blonde hair blowing about in the wind, Lindsay again nodded her head. The look on her face told me that she was becoming more aroused with every passing second. Trish pulled her other bra strap down as well, but left the whole garment around her midriff. Lindsay's breasts were exposed, however, and that was what Trish wanted.

She used the opportunity to spin around to the front and attach her lips to one of Lindsay's breasts. At the same time, she slid her right hand between Lindsay's firm thighs and caressed her pussy through the denim shorts she still had on. Trish wanted to worship Lindsay, and everything there was about her. Could anyone blame her?

It was not too long before Trish had been disposed of her pink halter top and bra as well. Lindsay, who seemed to be fascinated with big breasts, was taken with Trish's wondrous D-cup. She leaned over and gently feasted on both nipples, licking and sucking them into an erect, heated frenzy.

"Oh God, honey..." Trish sighed as Lindsay slipped a hand between her thighs and returned the earlier favor. Trish's hips bucked and churned about as Lindsay rubbed an open palm over and across Trish's own pussy. But much like Lindsay, Trish still had on a pair of denim shorts.

"God, baby..." Trish screeched. "I love you..."

Lindsay placed a single finger to Trish's mouth and held it there for the time being. "Come on, Trishy ... I have an idea." She grasped Trish's hand with her own and slowly led her down from the boulder. "Follow me."

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Not two minutes later, both ladies had gotten rid of the remainder of their clothing and were now wading about in a thigh-deep portion of the ocean. Trish had dropped down her knees within the water and was now fingering Lindsay's bare pussy. Meanwhile, she kissed and licked Lindsay's breasts while the minx purred above her in response.

Once Trish stood up, Lindsay turned her back and dropped to her own knees. She leaned forward and placed both hands in the water. Now on her hands and knees, she grunted and squealed out in desire as Trish began to use a little more force. She jammed a pair of fingers in-and-out of Lindsay's exquisite, little pussy at a rather maddening pace.

"YES!" Lindsay growled, holding a hand to her mouth. "YES TRISH! OH YES! Hmmmmm ... YES!"

Trish used both hands to reach around Lindsay's body and latch onto her breasts, then pulled her back up into a standing position. Just like on the rocks moments earlier, Lindsay's body wiggled and shook in the erotic sensations as Trish pawed and groped her from behind. Naturally, she had one hand nestled between Lindsay's thighs. The pair of probing fingers now caused a series of yelps and squeals to emanate from deep within the young woman's throat.

Switching positions once again, Trish and Lindsay both dropped to their knees in the water and faced each other. This time, Lindsay leaned forward and again worshiped Trish's breasts with her curious lips and tongue. Trish smiled in response, then rewarded Lindsay's forehead with a quick kiss. These two ladies were really into each other!

Their hair soaked from a couple of underwater dunks, Trish and Lindsay made eye contact and then shared their most heated, passionate kiss yet. The pair of goddesses embraced one another and smashed their mouths together, their tongues driving far and deep. Once it was over, Trish placed both hands onto Lindsay's immaculate face and gently caressed it. "Wow ... you're so beautiful."

Lindsay smiled at those nice words, then pressed her lips to Trish's for another soul-touching type of kiss. Both of Lindsay's hands were beneath the surface of the water, so I could not see them. But I figured that she was frigging away at Trish's pussy with them. Why? Her shoulders and arms were moving about in a rough motion.

Lindsay whispered something to Trish, then the two ladies smiled and began moving back toward the beach. They stopped where the water was only calf-deep. Soon, Lindsay proceeded to turn her back to Trish and spread her feet far apart, then lean over and prop herself up with one hand. With Lindsay's bent-over ass now staring her in the face, it was obvious what Trish wanted.

She quickly took a seat in the water and burrowed her face in, then began to eagerly lap away at the intoxicating folds of Lindsay's pussy. Trish paused momentarily, taking the chance to frig and massage Lindsay's clitoris with two fingers. An instant later, though, she was once again licking and swiping away at her with that magical tongue.

Trish changed the routine yet again, this time jamming her fingers into Lindsay in a hard, unrelenting fashion. This, of course, set the little angel off.

"OH YEAH! OH YEAH! Finger me! Finger me!"

"Want more?" Trish squealed, her hand a blur.

"Yeah, more..."

"I got some more for you."

"More ... OHHHHH YES, give it to me. Yes! YES!"

"Like that?"

"OHHHHH yeah ... harder ... Wow, yes! Harder! YES!"

The tide was starting to pick up, but the incoming waves did not seem to bother either of the ladies. They were so into one another that it would not surprise me if they did not even realize the waves were getting stronger.

Once Trish inserted a third finger into the mix, Lindsay started to buck her hips back-and-forth. The move literally caused my heart-rate to multiply. I looked on with wide eyes from the voyeur room as Trish then extended her tongue and moved in for another taste. "Your pussy is so sweet, baby! It's the sexiest, most delicious, little pussy I ever had!"

Despite those words, Trish put a momentary halt to the oral worship. She spun around to Lindsay's front side and offered her a series of heated, passionate kisses.

Both of them traded their lips and tongues for several seconds before moving a bit closer toward the shoreline. Once there, Lindsay took a seat in the sand and, her knees up, spread her thighs wide. Trish immediately dropped down onto her front and moved her mouth in for another taste.

Her tongue in a constant motion, Trish kept her eyes trained on Lindsay's face. "I want to make you cum, baby." She shook her head and added, "What I really want is to jump into your pussy and never come out!"

"Hmmmmm ... OHHHHH!" Lindsay squealed, encouraging her. "Spread it wide open! Put your tongue in there!" Trish did just that, and plenty more. That tongue shifted into erotic overdrive as she again pistoned a trio of fingers in-and-out of her succulent lover. Lindsay, of course, was squealing and grunting like there was no tomorrow.

"OH MY! I'M GONNA CUM! I'M GONNA CUUUUUMMMMM!"

As Lindsay arched her neck and back high off the surface, she squeezed her thighs tightly around Trish's blonde head. Lindsay let out a truly deafening roar in the process as her sweet, little pussy exploded in a sea of powerful sensations. Trish moaned in response, her tongue never once stopping its movement until she had lapped up all of the delicious juices. And that, obviously, was not for at least a minute or two. Trish was in no rush for anything to end...

In the aftermath, Lindsay sat up in the water, but kept her thighs spread (and knees wide) so Trish could stay between them. Trish rose up to her hands and knees and met Lindsay's mouth with her own in a series of hot, sweltering kisses. In no time flat, their breathing had become quite ragged as they tried to devour each other's mouth.

When the kiss was broken, Trish had a look of adoration and abiding love on her face. I could tell that she wanted to drop everything right there and ask Lindsay to spend the rest of her life with her. She probably wanted to marry her!

Before Trish could tell Lindsay just how insane she was about her, the 18-year-old offered up another round of heated, passionate kisses. I shook my head at the sight, my cock hard as steel. I wanted to jump right between the two of them and get in on some of this great action myself!

"Lie down for me, Trish," Lindsay murmured, grinning. "I want to taste you."

Her eyes wide, Trish traded positions with Lindsay and made good on the request. Lindsay immediately moved her face between Trish's widespread thighs and went to work.

"Hmmmmm ... your pussy is so tight!" was Lindsay's initial comment, as she inserted a pair of fingers into those lush, velvety folds and began to swipe away at them with her hot tongue. "You taste so good, too!"

As Trish cooed and cavorted out in approval, she grabbed her own breasts and massaged them roughly. The expression on her face simply validated everything that I already knew. Pamela may have been smitten with me. She proved that after our scintillating encounter a few nights ago with her words of devotion. Devon may have been in love with me. That had become pretty apparent over the past couple of days. But for as much as Devon and Pamela seemed to like me, Trish was enthralled with Lindsay a thousand times more deeply.

Lindsay had become a little ball of fire as she swiped and fingered Trish toward what promised to be a memorable orgasm. Although she moaned and squealed, Trish was not as vocal as I would have suspected her to be. Nonetheless, Lindsay quickly brought her to the highest pinnacle of sexual fulfillment. Trish's entire body rumbled and vibrated in the sensations of joyous orgasm, her gaze now squarely locked onto Lindsay. The teen-ager continued to lick and swipe away at Trish's folds until they had been totally cleansed.

Although I could guarantee her satisfaction, Trish sat up anyway and pulled Lindsay into her embrace. Both ladies hugged and clutched each other in a truly fierce manner, smashing their lips together for yet another intensive kiss.

"We need to have sex more often!" Lindsay remarked.

Her brown eyes glowing with a mixture of total lust and undying devotion, Trish groaned and stared at Lindsay. She was so smitten with Lindsay that it seemed as if her entire body was glowing in the sunlight. Trish was in love!

Trish cupped Lindsay's chin with both hands and massaged those lush, ruby-red lips with each of her thumbs. Giggling, Trish bumped noses with Lindsay and again gazed into her eyes. "Listen, baby," she whispered, her mouth mere inches from Lindsay's face. "Have you ever been to Canada?"

Lindsay shook her head. "No. Why do you ask?"

"I live in [City Name]," Trish responded. "It is in the province of Ontario and is not that far from Toronto. I have lived in Canada my whole, entire life. I really love it there." Trish paused for a moment, perhaps unsure of what to say next. If that was indeed the case, she soon came up with the words. "I have a really big home, but I live there all by myself. It would be nice if I ... if maybe there was someone for me to ... to share it with." Trish erased any doubts of who that someone may be by pressing her lips to Lindsay's cheek and kissing her there. "You..."

"You want me to move to Canada with you?" Lindsay asked, her eyes wide and bulging. She was genuinely shocked at Trish's sudden proposal of a possible long-term commitment. Considering her age, that was perfectly understandable.

Trish grinned and licked her lips at the mere idea. "Why not? I love you with all of my heart, Lindsay. I do." The 18-year-old suddenly appeared uncomfortable as Trish added, "I would give you a good home. I would provide for you in every sense of the word. You want to go to college and, if you do not decide to enter the ministry, eventually become a teacher, right? I would not want or even expect you to work. You could concentrate on your university studies and become the best student you could be. Or, you could look into following in your father's footsteps and enter the ministry. I would do all of the work required for us to live and be comfortable, and I would make sure that you have a lot of spending money in your pocket at all times. I would never ask for anything in return from you except one thing - for you to be my girl. That is all I would want."

"Trish, I..."

"I would treat you like a princess," the ambitious Canuck interjected. "From the time that I wake up in the morning until the time I go to sleep at night, the thing that would matter to me most is that you have a smile on that pretty, little face of yours. It would really be the only thing that matters to me." Trish paused, lost in thought for a moment. "I would buy you presents, take you sight-seeing ... we could go on vacations. Anything you want, babydoll ... it would be yours. Let ME take care of you from now on. Let ME love you. Give me your heart. I will give you the world..."

I could not read what exactly was on her mind right now, but Lindsay's eyes were still about to burst as Trish took her into her arms and offered a loving, heartfelt embrace.

Regardless, I had a big smile across my face here in the voyeur room. Listening to Trish pour out her inner feelings and emotions for Lindsay was quite touching. I am not one bit ashamed to admit that it brought a few tears to my eyes, either. I sincerely hoped that these two ladies would have a strong, life-long relationship. If anything, I knew that Trish was telling the truth. She would do whatever necessary to make sure that Lindsay was well taken care of in life. Every single word out of that woman's mouth was totally pure and sincere, and straight from the heart. I knew that.

"You would get along really good with my family, too," Trish added, once her loving embrace with Lindsay, who still appeared to be shell-shocked, ended. "My mom and dad have known that I am bi-sexual for years. So have both of my sisters, Christie and Melissa. Neither of them are that way, but everyone accepts who and what I am, because they know it makes me happy. They would treat you so well, baby. They made my last girlfriend, Melina, feel like one of the family. There would be nothing for you to hide, feel scared about. We could be ourselves around them and not worry about it."

With Trish silent, at least for the time being, Lindsay finally had the chance to speak. Obviously, the little minx was flabbergasted because of what she had just been told. So much so, in fact, that Lindsay stumbled over her words before finally murmuring, "I ... I don't want to leave ... leave O-O-Ohi-o. I ... I love my own ... family."

Trish took a deep breath and seemed to be lost in thought for a brief moment, but then nodded her head as if she had just come to a decision. "I thought you may say that, honey. I know how close you are with your mom and your sisters - especially after your father died last year. I never want to live anywhere else but Canada because all of my family is there, too. I love every single one of them the same way that you love your own family."

Trish nodded her head once again. "But YOU are much more important to me than my family, Lindsay. If you rather live in Ohio, I will gladly move there just so I can be with you." Lindsay gasped and sighed at those words as Trish continued, "I'll sell my house in [City Name] and buy a new one in Ohio. I'll get a job there, too. I'm sure it won't be difficult. After all, I'm a certified fitness instructor with nine years of experience. I'll still take care of you, provide for you. I'll give you more love and affection than you could handle!"

Trish hugged Lindsay to her. "Oh God, baby ... we will be so happy together! So happy!"

Lindsay was so aghast and bamboozled by all of this that she still could not give much of a response. Trish must have sensed this, but seemed to take it in stride. She released Lindsay from her arms and kissed her square on the nose.

"Oh, I know this is so sudden for you," Trish smiled. "I know we have only known each other for one week. Throughout my entire life, though, I have never once been more sure of anything than I am about you and me. Destiny brought us together! How else could I meet the absolute girl of my dreams thousands and thousands of miles away from where I live? You and I came to this island at the same time for a reason, baby. It was destiny. Destiny brought us together."

"I don't care that you're an American and that I am from Canada," Trish added. "I don't care that there is a 12 year difference in our ages. I don't even care if you want to keep our relationship a secret from your family. We could just pose as friends, or house-mates, to them. We'll work through all of that. As long as I'm with you, I'll be fine!"

Trish again hugged Lindsay to her. While this definitely appeared to be one of the happiest moments of Trish's life - first finding the girl of her dreams and then professing her undying love for her - I could not gauge what was going through Lindsay's mind right now. As Trish clutched the nubile young vixen with both arms, Lindsay just sat there with the incoming tide washing up around her. Her face was now emotionless and, quite frankly, her body was trembling.