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Surrender

The island paradise teaches her a life-changing lesson.

Translucent aqua water lapped the small, white-sand beach as the weathered Cessna lowered to an airstrip, nothing more than a walking path at the edge of the tiny, remote island. Lush, thick, tropical foliage surrounded us. Geeta, the indigenous sage and...

Queen of the Isle

Thakkor and Alicia are marooned on their anniversary, but he's going to make the most of it.

The sun rode high in the sky, nearing its zenith and the heat made the moist air feel thick. Not even the breeze of the ship running at full sail could disperse the stifling heat. Thakkor shook his head to release drops of sweat clinging to his eyebrows a...

Tropical Island Vacation - Chapter 8

Talia and I climax our day at the nude beach…with an appreciative audience.

Talia pushes me backward ‘til I’m lying face up on the blanket. She climbs onto me, straddles my hips, takes my cock in her hand and starts rubbing the tip on her pussy lips. She looks down at me and says, “How ‘bout it, sweetie-pie? Have you got another...

Tropical Island Vacation - Chapter 6

Revived by a nap on the beach, I give Talia's tummy a double-shot.

I awaken, not suddenly but gradually. My consciousness returns to me even before opening my eyes. After a moment’s confusion, I remember where I am and slowly open my eyes. I don’t know if I’ve been asleep for five minutes or an hour and since I’m wearing...

Tropical Island Vacation - Chapter 4

Feeling more comfortable with public nudity, Talia and I walk to The Dunes and are over-cum.

Our encounter with Lynnette and Steve did a lot for both Talia and myself in feeling relaxed being nude on the beach. We sit on our blanket and eat our lunch and minute by minute begin feeling more and more natural being naked. It feels wonderfully free a...

Island Encounter

He just needed a little direction.

Island Encounter © 2010 All Rights Reserved Now this is the life, he thought. John took one last dip in the clear warm water and then shrugged his way out of the ocean, heading towards his chair. The sand was soft, white and not quite hot enough to burn....

My Jamaica

Dreaming of my tropical paradise Jamaica.

A craving that won’t go away.It totally consumes me every day.A paradise that calls to me.It contains everything that I need. The people are proud and so very nice.They welcome you home to their paradise.Treat you like family that’s what they do.Making su...

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