Island Fever Ch. 11

Chapter 11: "Assemblage"

Rain was still falling outside and the wind was gusting quite fiercely when there was a knock on the door to my bedroom on this dark and dreary evening. Obviously, the ladies had arrived. I could not make out any specific words, but heard some silly giggles mixed with the dialogue. That was typical for this group. After a few seconds, someone made a "Shhhhh!" sound that was followed by another gentle knock on the door. It was calm the before what promised to be an even greater storm than what was happening outside.

I immediately composed myself. I realized that it would not be wise of me to even give the ladies a hint that I was aware of what they had in store for me. All seven of them were, in fact, going to gang-bang me. I did not want them to know that I eavesdropped on their conversations and sexual encounters with the help of my hidden surveillance cameras. The lone exception for that, of course, was Kristanna. It was her idea that I set the cameras up in the first place! Clearly, she was aware of the voyeur room and its existence. But I did not want the others to suspect anything.

So I had to come across as being genuinely surprised to the ladies - maybe even shocked - at what they wanted to do to me. At the same time, though, I could not over-dramatize. I did not want them to have any suspicions whatsoever. It seemed to be a fine line to tread for me. I even worried about it for several seconds before finally mustering the courage to open the door. As things turned out, though, no acting was needed. My reaction to them was totally sincere.

My jaw literally hit the floor once I got that up-close view of the ladies. All seven of them were standing on the opposite side of the doorway, completely and wondrously nude. No one had a single stitch of clothing on.

Who could I possibly admire the most right now? Was it Pamela or Trish? Both of them were very similar in the fact that they were top-heavy blondes with charming smiles and friendly, sweet personalities to match. Amy and Camille had comparable figures to Pamela and Trish, but different colored hair (red and black, respectively). Kristanna was the leggy Norwegian that stood 5-foot-11 who belonged on the runway of a world renowned fashion show.

It did not take too long for me to realize that two of the women who stood before me were my definite favorites in terms of their physical appearance and overall attitude. One should be a given, while the other may be a surprise.

Was there any man alive who could resist a beauty the looks and likes of which that were personified by Devon? She was simply a goddess in every sense of the word. Devon exuded the warmth and innocence of the girl-next-door, but that quickly gave way as fast as her clothing whenever she was provoked into a sexual encounter. Combine that with Devon's strong will, loyal nature and her obvious feelings for me, and you have a truly luscious woman who could very well be my future wife. I was beginning to (very) seriously entertain the thought of that - and what it would be like.

18-year-old Lindsay had the appearance of a delicious, tempting, innocent little girl. Her long-flowing blonde hair tied into a pony-tail, with bangs combed straight down over her forehead, her pretty blue eyes and that lovely face as she smiled at me in return... WOW.

Lindsay's compact, lithe figure (5-foot-3, 95 pounds and 34c-22-32 measurements) accentuated her youthful appearance to an even greater extent. A woman does not need to have the enormous bust size of a Pamela or Camille for me to notice them, or become completely infatuated with them. Lindsay was living proof of that. There was definitely something unique about this young lady. During the coming days and weeks, I had to get to know Lindsay on a more personal level.

However, I could not take anything away from the other ladies. All of them looked absolutely fabulous as they stood at the entrance to my personal suite. It would be impossible for me to focus solely on Lindsay and Devon. Five lovely blondes, a gorgeous Mexican and a very naughty red-head - every single one of them totally nude. All of them, of course, here for a single reason - to gang-bang me.

"Hello Jeremy," Amy said with a sneery giggle. "I hope you're not feeling too tired tonight."

I gulped my throat and countered, "Why is that?"

"Oh..." Trish interjected, "just for the simple reason that all of us have come here tonight for some satisfaction."

"And we're not leaving until we get it," Devon added. "We don't care HOW LONG it takes, either!"

Trish laughed and proclaimed, "You and I will just have to watch hockey some other time, Jeremy. We're not going to be watching any sports tonight."

There was a moment of strained silence where I stood and openly gawked at the collection of ladies while they stared at me in return. All of them were just so beautiful!

As could be expected, though, the insatiable Amy was the woman who first emerged from the group. She put her hand on my shoulder and gently pushed me until my feet were moving backward. Once Amy had guided me over to the round, oversized bed, the others then converged upon me at once. It was like a pack of hungry wolves going after their prey!

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Shivers and chills of deep-rooted passion went cascading all throughout my body once Amy grabbed my buttoned-up shirt with both hands and tore it from my body in one quick motion. She then smashed her mouth on mine for a searing kiss as I stood at the edge of the bed. At the same time, Trish and Camille dropped to their knees before me and began ripping at my shorts and briefs. Within a matter of seconds, I had been stripped completely nude. Unbelievable!

My heart started pumping within my chest as Trish took my erection into her hungry mouth and began slurping away on it. Camille held onto its bulging base with her right hand and stroked it briskly. Devon grasped my chin with her hand, then yanked my face toward hers - thus ending the kiss I shared with Amy. Devon then pressed her lips to mine and literally drove her velvety tongue right down my throat.

"This is better than any night-time snack I could ever find in the kitchen!" Trish squealed, as her head bobbed back-and-forth on my hard shaft. The sight of that lovely Canadian upon her knees made my legs feel weak.

Off to the side, Pamela and Kristanna were engaged in a spirited kiss and warm embrace as they slithered together in the throes of mutual pleasure. Meanwhile, Lindsay stood a bit away from the action, but kept an eye on everything. She seemed to have a curious, inquisitive look about her...

Devon was really into the act of kissing me, but that was put to an unexpected halt once Amy grabbed my face and turned it back toward hers. "You'll get your turn," Amy told the shapely blonde, before smashing her lips to mine for yet another deep-rooted kiss.

Devon appeared disappointed for a moment or two, but that changed once she caught a glimpse of sweet, little Lindsay. The pair of ladies smiled at one another for a brief moment, then Devon closed the distance between them and offered the precocious teen-ager a fully-fledged kiss on the lips.

"Oh God..." I moaned on Amy's mouth, as the duo of Trish and Camille were now taking turns sucking my cock. While one would slurp away on it within their mouth, the other licked and swiped at my testicles with her silky tongue. Plus, Trish and Camille snuck in some quick kisses with one another each time they traded positions with my shaft. They switched off every 15 to 20 seconds, or so.

"Are you ready to satisfy seven women tonight?" Amy asked me in a gruff tone, grasping my chin with her hand, once our own kiss finally ended. "Are you ready to FUCK and SATISFY every single one of us tonight, Jeremy?"

I gulped my throat at her aggressive demeanor and replied, "I don't think it matters if I'm ready or not. I ... I have no choice but to take care of all of you. Co-Cor-Correct?"

"You're right," Amy countered, her green eyes flashing with absolute desire. "It doesn't matter." She dropped to her knees alongside Trish and Camille, but kept her eyes trained on my face. "We're going to give you a night, Jeremy, that you will never ... EVER forget!"

I then took a deep breath and tossed my head back wildly as Amy burrowed her face in and began licking away on my shaft with her tongue, as Trish and Camille did the same thing. All three ladies were perched on their knees in front of me, paying oral homage to my hard, quivering cock.

Lindsay's eyes appeared glazed-over with lust once Devon finally put an end to their mutual kiss. In fact, Lindsay looked a little stunned and erotically bewildered. Did the older, more experienced Devon just give Lindsay the type of kiss that she had only dreamt about thus far in her life? That was the impression I got, at least.

Lindsay still had that far-out look to her as Devon soon noticed that my own lips were no longer occupied. With Amy now on her knees in front of me - alongside Trish and Camille - Devon returned and kissed my mouth deeply.

Pamela and Kristanna then made their way over to Lindsay and started groping her young, nubile body with their hands. Both of them were cupping those ripe, taut breasts when they pressed their lips to either side of Lindsay's angelic face and kissed her sweetly. Lindsay offered both a lustful smile in response, then turned and traded tongues with them. That little girl sure was becoming quite popular amongst everyone here. Even better, Lindsay was opening up to everyone...

"This island is better than I ever envisioned it could possibly be!" she observed, with a gleeful smile. "Oh dear Lord ... everything I ever dreamt about is coming true!"

Trish and Camille watched Amy work my cock over with her mouth for several seconds, before smiling at one another and backing away. They linked hands and shared an intimate kiss of their own, then Camille reclined back on the carpeted floor and spread her thighs wide. Trish took the initiative as she licked her lips, then dove in face-first for what promised to be a delicious evening snack.

"Hmmmmm ... yeah," Camille purred, arching her neck and back for emphasis. "Lick my pussy, baby. Lick it!"

Even as Devon continued ravaging my mouth with her own, my eyes were wide with undeniable arousal as I watched Trish orally service Camille's moist, sweet pussy with her lips and tongue. Soon, Devon ended our mutual kiss and dropped down to her knees just in front of me. She smiled and looked at Amy, whose mouth was close to bringing my shaft toward an enormous eruption. Amy withdrew my cock from her mouth and returned Devon's smile with one of her own.

"Would you like to suck his cock, too?" Amy asked.

"You know I would!" Devon squealed in response.

"Just don't hog it," Amy said, her hand firmly entrenched on the base of my shaft, as she offered it to Devon. "You can suck him off, but you have to share. Remember that."

The enchantress then took my erection into her mouth and began sucking on it with feverish abandon. Amy kept her hand wrapped around its base, continually pumping away, as she now licked and swiped at my testicles with her tongue. Sounds of lustful hunger and intense passion then began to come from deep within Devon's throat, while her pretty blue eyes never lost contact with my own.

"Oh yeah ... look at that!" Amy taunted, splitting her glares between Devon and yours truly. "Suck that cock!"

Trish and Camille had changed positions and were now locked in a 69. Curled together on the carpet, with their charming faces nestled between one another's thighs, both ladies were reveling in the act of dual oral worship.

"Oh God, Trish ... if you keep that up, you're gonna make me cum!" Camille panted. "HMMMMM, that feels so good!"

"I'll make you cum!" Trish exclaimed. "Don't worry!"

Meanwhile, Pamela and Kristanna had backed Lindsay on the far wall and were now working the little princess into a blissful frenzy. Pamela's mouth was firmly attached to Lindsay's - and it appeared as if neither wanted to break the kiss anytime soon. At the same time, Kristanna was massaging Lindsay's firm breasts with both hands, while alternating her mouth between the young woman's nipples.

Considering that I had seven women all around me - all of them wanting an eventual shot at me - it was a miracle that I had lasted this long without experiencing an orgasm yet.

Well, the miracle was about to run out. I could not take any more of this hot, luscious torture as Devon's blonde head bobbed back-and-forth on my bulging erection, while Amy licked and swiped away at my (very sensitive) testicles with her tongue. My body betrayed me, so to speak, as my cock then erupted like a volcano long before I wanted it to.

As I pumped Devon's mouth full with my sperm, she kept her lips sealed tight around my shaft, obviously not wanting any of its juice to dribble free. She swallowed a good portion of it, but offered a sample of my gooey cream to Amy through an open-mouthed kiss. All the while, my body jerked about in the throes of orgasmic aftermath. This was incredible!

Amy wrapped her arms around Devon's body and then trailed both hands down to that sweet ass, and clutched it tightly. Both ladies, who were still perched upon their knees, shook together with mutual desire as they now kissed one another.

A series of loud, shrieking screams was then heard as Trish and Camille, who had been locked together in the 69 position, both experienced simultaneous orgasms. The pair of goddesses continued to scream and vibrate together in release, their tongues twirling on each other's pussy.

"Where's my toys?" Amy asked after breaking her kiss with Devon. She quickly glanced around the suite, then found her ominous gym bag laying on the floor near the entrance. The naughty red-head had dropped it there moments earlier.

"You're going to use your toys on me?" Devon asked, her expression full of hope.

"If you want me to," Amy replied, scurrying over to her gym bag upon her knees. She retrieved it, then made her way back to Devon. "Which one would you like me to use?" Amy asked, opening the bag and allowing the gorgeous blonde to look inside and rummage through its contents.

"Oh wow ... look at that," Devon mused, pulling a gigantic strap-on dildo out from within the bag. "Use this one!"

As Amy nodded her head and began securing the leather harness around her slender waist, Trish and Camille made their way over to me. Camille shoved me backward, causing me to land flat upon the bed.

"I want his cock," Trish proclaimed, to which Camille nodded her head. The lovely Latina then joined me on the bed and eventually straddled my face, with one knee on either side of my head. An instant later, she lowered her intoxicating pussy to my mouth, and my tongue went to work.

"Oooooh yeah," Camille cooed, weaving her long, slender fingers throughout my short brown hair. "That's it..."

Soon, I moaned as Trish straddled my hips. With Camille already nestled atop my face, Trish impaled her pussy on my shaft and immediately began rocking and thrashing about. It suddenly felt as if a massive earthquake was taking place. An earthquake courtesy of these seven hellcats!

Camille moaned and screeched above me while also mauling her own breasts with both hands as my tongue swiped away at her lush wetness. Needless to say, the 25-year-old tasted absolutely fantastic. My tongue continually lapped away at her damp folds, only adding to her level of pleasure.

Trish put her two cents in there too, as she now leaned forward and cupped Camille's breasts from behind with both hands. "Why touch yourself when you can have someone else do it for you?" Trish asked, grinning, her hands now fiercely gripping and squeezing Camille's large, firm breasts.

At the same time, of course, Trish continued to bounce about on my hard shaft. The stimulation created from not only that, but also Camille's pussy mashing itself on my mouth was too much for me to handle. Thus, it should not come as any great surprise that I had my second orgasm of the evening. Much like the first, it was rather intense.

Trish growled and roared in extreme passion as I flooded her sweet pussy with my sperm. Soon, Camille screeched out in ultimate desire as she had an orgasmic release of her own. She creamed my face with her gooey pussy-juice, though I did my best to lap up the luscious nectar with my tongue. Needless to say, it was a feast best suited for a King.

"Hmmmmm, yeah..." Camille sighed in the aftermath, a little short of breath. "I needed that so fucking bad."

Once Trish and Camille finally dislodged themselves from my cock and face, respectively, I was able to catch a glimpse of the torrid three-some taking place against the far wall of my suite. Her legs outstretched, Pamela was flat on her back with Kristanna's tongue buried deep within her pussy. The sweet-as-silk Lindsay, meanwhile, was on her knees next to the quivering couple, leaning over while thrusting a pair of fingers in-and-out of Kristanna's own slit. Kristanna, who was positioned atop her hands and knees, vibrated about in the sensations as Lindsay throttled her pussy with two fingers. There was a deranged, yet highly erotic look, in her eyes...

I was once again blocked out from the action, however, as Amy then shoved Devon down face-first upon the bed. In fact, Devon landed right on top of me. Our faces were directly in line with each other as Devon then rose up to her hands and knees. She did that, quite obviously, in preparation for what the oversexed, aggressive Amy was about to do to her.

With that humongous strap-on dildo securely fastened around her waist, Amy positioned herself upon her knees directly behind Devon's upturned ass. As Amy then shoved the harsh instrument into Devon's wondrous pussy - stuffing her full - I curled my head upward and found the blonde's mouth with my own. I swapped tongues with Devon while she squealed and yelped in response to Amy, who was already thrusting the enormous dong in-and-out of her at warp speed.

"OH YEAH!" Devon roared against our shared kiss, as Amy thumped away at her. "OH YEAH! OH YES, FUCK ME! FUCK ME!"

I encircled Devon's voluptuous body with both arms and hugged her fiercely as she continued to grunt and growl out in total arousal. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed Trish back Lindsay into the side wall. Next, Trish smashed her mouth onto Lindsay's for a hungry, deep-rooted kiss. That made sense. Lindsay was Trish's little honey...

My senses nearly exploded as I then heard Pamela scream out in sweet, blissful orgasm. Again, my sight was shielded, but I pretty much figured that Pamela owed those feelings of satisfaction to Kristanna and that curious tongue of hers. Soon, my beliefs were validated.

"Oh God, Kristanna!" Pamela moaned, her breathing ragged. "You made me cream my pussy! It felt so FUCKING wonderful!"

Devon was the next to experience a mind-blowing release, courtesy of Amy and the continual thrusts with the massive strap-on dildo. I kept my lips pressed tightly on Devon's mouth, somewhat muffling her squeals and yelps of passion. However, her piercing screams still raised the roof. The look in her eyes during her release was priceless...

When Amy shoved a satisfied and exhausted Devon off of me, I was momentarily stunned as Kristanna suddenly straddled my hips. The Nordic enchantress growled with intense desire as she then placed her manicured, tender hands on my chest for balance. Seconds later, her athletic body began to move and squirm about as my cock filled her completely.

"Oh yes, Jeremy!" she moaned in that unique, sexy accent. "Yes, Jeremy! Yes! Fuck me vid yewr big cock!" My body shuddering, I latched both hands on her hips and held on.