“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...

<<<- End of Part 19 ->>>