Jack Robbins - Roamin Sex Games

Ted closed his eyes and abandoned himself completely to the feeling of Shelly wiggling on his cock. Nothing else mattered except his finely tuned senses to the feeling of fuck. The swaying palms, the sound of the surf, and the grounded boat, were all far away.

She began to move up and down on his throbbing shaft slowly, slowly, her cant lips sucking tightly on each upward movement, then relaxing on the downward stroke. Ted opened his eyes, looked down his body and watched as his prick came out of her box, slick and glistening, and then was swallowed up immediately, disappearing into the luscious flesh all the way to his balls.

The feeling became so intensely pleasurable, he started to push himself upward to meet the up and down movements of her body. He pushed so hard he lifted her up on his body, and she was impaled on his stiff shaft as if it were a sword.

"Ah, baby, it feels good," he moaned. "So hot and juicy. Let's roll over so I can really drive it!"

They rolled over until Shelly was on the bottom, their organs staying tightly together as they changed positions. She put her legs around him and pulled his head down, kissing him hard and passionately.

He shoved his rigid, steaming member as far as it would go into the depths of her pulsating pussy: Faster and faster he pounded until his ass was almost a blur, driving him nearer to his explosion.

His hands worked frantically, probing and fondling her voluptuous curves, while his tongue twined around hers in an intimate kiss.

He moved faster, until he felt his nuts tingle, and his body tensed to the climax that was about to come.

"Now! NOW!" he cried, and Shelly felt the cock inside her swell and jerk, and his hot come gushed against the walls of her pussy. Her own release came in wave after wave, her juice mingling with his while her cunt squeezed and caressed his pounding prick.

Pam and Pete walked leisurely, arm in arm, back to the boat. The sun was lowering in the western sky, its rays casting long shadows across the beach. The constantly changing colors in the clouds made a kaleidoscopic panorama above the island.

"It's so beautiful," Pam declared. "I've never seen anything so beautiful!"

"Neither have I," Pete agreed. "If we have to be shipwrecked, this is the place."

"I'd almost forgotten our predicament," Pam said. The memory of Pete's lovemaking blotted out everything else.

"I've forgotten everything except that I'm the happiest guy in the world," Pete said softly.

"And I'm the happiest girl, Pete."

He tightened his arm around her and pulled her close to him. He felt the warmth of her body against him, and the odor of her flooded his nostrils and he sighed, remembering.

Further ahead they could see the graceful curve of the shore where it turned inland, forming the lagoon. They approached it and saw the Island Sun sitting up on the bank as they had left her.

Pete looked at the boat and mused, "Oh, well, it could be worse. At least she's upright and we'll have a comfortable place to' stay until help comes along."

"Somebody will probably come along soon and we can signal for help," Pam said optimistically. "But I don't care if anybody comes. I'm not in a hurry to leave."

"Neither am I," Pete said, looking down at her.

When they got closer, they heard a splashing sound in the water. Looking out into the lagoon, they saw Shelly swimming around in the clear, blue water.

"Hello," she called when she saw them.

They waved to her and she swam closer to the shore. Pete gazed at her well-stacked body, clearly visible in the crystal water.

"Where's Ted?" he asked.

"On the boat. Probably taking a nap," she answered. "I think I tired him out this afternoon."

They smiled at her knowingly. "We thought that by now you would have the boat afloat," Pam teased.

"We tried, but no luck," Shelly said. "We're just stranded here in this tropical paradise."

"Terrible, isn't it?" Pam said with a laugh.

"Awful," Shelly answered. "We could hike the inland route back to civilization. It might only take a week or two," she said with a half-smile.

"Not me, sister," Pam replied. "I'll just relax and enjoy myself. If you'd like to try and find your way through the jungle, you're on your own."

They all laughed, then Shelly said invitingly, "Hey, why don't you two join me for a swim? The water feels great."

"You go ahead if you like, Pam," Pete said. "I think I'll go aboard and fix myself a drink."

"All right," Pam said. "We'll be in to join you a little later."

Pete left and Pam pulled off her clothes and joined Shelly in the refreshing water of the lagoon

"How was your walk?" Shelly asked.

Pam sighed and smiled dreamily. "Wonderful, beautiful. Pete is everything I'd dreamed he would be, and even more!" She felt a shiver of pleasure run through her just thinking about him.

"I figured he would be," Shelly said, "if you can judge by looks. He's so handsome!"

"It doesn't stop with just his face either," Pam told her, "You ought to see him naked. He's unbelievable!"

"I'd like to," Shelly said. "Ted and I had a wild time this afternoon. He's terrific! Do you find him attractive?" Shelly inquired.

"Very," Pam replied.

"If you tried him, you might find him quite interesting."

"Maybe I will," Pam said coyly.

They swam around in the placid water of the lagoon, enjoying the refreshing coolness. As the sunlight began to fade, a gentle breeze wafted through the trees, moving the branches with a soft, rustling sound. Sounds of birds and creatures around the lagoon filled the air as they prepared for the oncoming night.

Pete found Ted awake when he went aboard the boat. He was lying on one of the bunks staring dreamily at the ceiling. Pete began fixing himself a drink.

"Want one, Ted?"

"Yeah, I'll take one."

Pete poured out two stiff drinks of Scotch, added a little soda, and handed one to Ted.

"How was your walk with Pam?" Ted asked, taking the drink.

"Fantastic," Pete told him. "Pam is really fantastic. I've had a lot of girls, but I think Pam beats them all."

"A good piece, huh?"

"The greatest," Pete answered.

"I'd put Shelly up against her," Ted said. "She's really wild. Hot and horny. She's game for anything."

"Maybe we'll do that," Pete said smiling.

They took their drinks and went out on deck and watched the two luscious girls cavorting in the water. Ted whistled softly as he gazed at Pam.

"Man, oh, man!" he exclaimed. "Look at those boobs! And I thought Shelly's were big! I'd like to bury my face in them for about an hour!"

The girls saw Pete and Ted watching them and they waved. "Fix some martinis," Shelly called. "We'll be coming out soon."

"All right, Shelly," Ted called back. He watched them a few minutes longer and then went inside and made a big pitcher of martinis. When he had completed his task, he carried them back out on deck.

The girls came out of the water and climbed on board dripping water. Pete went inside and got two big towels. He handed one to Shelly and held the other one for Pam. She walked toward him and he embraced her in it and began drying her. He dried her from head to foot, lingering over her smooth breasts and luscious blonde bush between her legs.

Ted watched intently. His mouth watered for a sample of Pam's goodies. Shelly walked over to him and handed him her towel.

"Dry me, Ted," she said.

He dried her, teasing her as he worked his way from head to foot. She playfully slapped his hands several times and told him to stop when he pinched her tits and ass, or stroked her pubic hair.

When they were dry, they wrapped the towels around themselves and had a martini. The four of them sat on the deck, sipping their drinks, and watched the final rays of the sun disappear, the red ball dropping into the Pacific.