Vacation in Paradise

Ambrosia

Time seemed to be rushing by us in a heat. And Hawaiian summers are wonderful for tourists but on some of us. Summer sunshine can take it's toll. I ran into that problem one afternoon. I had decided to take a quick swim and get some sun. Even though I used my usual tanning lotion I still ended up getting sunburned.

Angela saw me first and went to get her dad. He came to me with a damp towel. God I was miserable. Almost five months pregnant and sunburnt, what is wrong with this picture?

Despite it all I was onstage dancing that night. Frank joked with me about being like the mailman and I gave him a shut-up-or-else look. I had a few of the crowd that loved to touch my swollen belly and feel the babies kick. I had one gentleman give me roses with an engagement ring holding the five white roses together. Sweet but I gave the ring back. I kissed his forehead and smiled at his generousity.

I sat at the bar and ordered a Hawaiian Lighthouse no liquor. I was enjoying the variety of juices when I glanced over and saw a few of my friends that were waitng. I walked over there and chatted with them. They asked tons of questions about the twins and names and lastly so when is the baby shower?

I had never given that a thought. "When do you have a baby shower?"

They laughed.
 
Rick the DJ

With Patty, Leilani, and Ambrosia each expecting twins in November, and Chase and I getting married in December, why don't we hold a baby shower for each expectant mother on successive nights, a bachelor party for me one night, and a bachelorette party for Chase another night.

In other words, close the club for a week, and have five solid days and nights of non-stop partying, to celebrate everyone's good news and good fortune! A week of intense partying that Hawaiians will be talking about for generations to come!
 
Ambrosia

I laughed and had to admit that our buddy Rick had a good idea over that.


I turned to Patty and the others "Sounds good to me whatcha think?"
 
Patty

I love Rick's idea. We can reserve our favorite nude beach all week, and none of us even have to get dressed at all for five solid days. Baby showers for Leilani, Ambrosia, and me, on three consecutive nights. A bachelor party for Rick on the fourth night, and a bachelorette party for Chase on the fifth night. One day's party blending into the start of the next day's party. Five solid days and nights on the sand, in the surf, partying, eating, exchaging gifts, music and dancing, and lots and lots and LOTS of shameles, terrific sex for all of us, with and in front of each other! Invite every customer of our club, every employee, and every sexuallly-open couple we know on the islands, straight or gay. The Hawaiian orgy party of all time! It will make Mardi Gras in New Orleans seem downright DULL! What a GLORIOUS idea, Rick!

So, when IS the party? I can hardly WAIT!
 
Chase

I gave Rick a deep passionate kiss. He is everything that I could ever want and with his dancer family expecting and our up coming wedding. I had it all.

"I think that is a wonderful idea, Sexy. Hey I can even play hostess for all the baby showers. What do you think, Rick my love?"

I was looking forward to later. When I get him behind closed doors all to myself and get my daily dose of him down my ever thirsty throat.
 
Rick

I had a great idea. My big, beautiful round Chase as hostess for our week-long Hawaiian party, stretched out on the banquet table, covered in gooey chocolate syrup and thick, rich whipped cream, with fresh ripe strawberries over her ripe strawberry-red nipples, and a big juicy cherry over her sweet cherry. All of the party-goers, male and female, would take turns licking the food off of my luscious bride-to-be. But as the groom, I would get the first lick. And the last lick, too, when all that would be left to lick would be her soft, smooth, sensual and sensuous skin.

As we discussed my idea, Chase suggested that I also lie naked beside her on the banquet table, and let all of the women lick me clean. "On second thought," she cooed, "I want you all to myself."

"You're right," I agreed. "I really wouldn't want anybody but me licking you either, baby. Still, it was a wonderful fantasy while it lasted."

"Aw, how sweet of you to say," she gushed. "But don't worry, honey, I'm all yours, just as you are all mine." And with that, she opened my fly and made good on her promise to "get him behind closed doors all to myself and get my daily dose of him down my ever thirsty throat."
 
Chase

Chuckling. Once home I took his rager and sucked on that beast with a passion. Working on every inch until he explodes.

I am hungry for milk and then some.

In the morning I gave Rick a surpirse. I buried myself in fruits and let him eat all that he wanted. including the whipped cream
 
Rick

After Chase spent half the night sucking the milk out of my cock, we both fell asleep in each other's arms. When I awakened in the morning, I was upset to find nobody beside me. She hadn't even left me a note! Irritated, I sleepily stumbled my way downstairs to the kitchen, only to find my sweet Chase stretched-out naked on the table. I instantly forgave her for not being beside me in bed when I awoke this morning. She had sliced strawberries and bananas, and carefully placed them in a trail to direct me from her neck to her breasts, then down her torso to her whip-cream-covered pussy.

I knelt over the table, and began soft kisses and nibbles at her neck, My tongue scooped up the banana slice from her neck, and I savored the taste and scent of her on the banana, before swallowing it. She had placed a strawberry slice over each nipple. I nibbled at the strawberry slices until they were all gone, leaving only syrupy strawberry juice, which I eagerly licked off of her nipples. My tongue on her nipples turned them rock-hard, so I sucked and nibbled on them for a while. I then slowly ate the strawberry and banaa slices off of her torso, working my way downward.

Finally, my tongue took its first flickering lick at the whipped cream, and at her pussy underneath, which was already on fire, as was my cock by now.

I climbed up beside her on the table, holding her in my arms, and kissing her passionately.

Slithering all over the table with her horniness now, Chase grabbed my cock, and pulled it to her, right through the whipped cream. The cool whipped cream and her hot pussy made a wonderful combination of contrasting sensations against the flesh of my hard-on, as I began to slowly, lovingly fuck her whipped-cream covered pussy.

I could hardly wait to marry my creatively naughty Chase now, so we could have mornings like this one forever! God, how I do love this sexy lady!
 
Chase

Rick is sooo fun.

When I seen him come downstairs I could hear the grumble til he saw me on the table.

He delighted me with the gentle nibles and the licking but when he got to the whipped cream I was the one that was out of control. I felt the fire breeze thur me and got me brimming with need. I was even more delighted when he climbed on the table to join me. Thank Goodness it is a very study table!

I finally reached up and guided his cock to the covered pussy and helped him get started. He pushed into the whipped cream and started to fuck me slowly. God I am blessed with a sexy man.

When we were really into it. I whispered in his ear. "Expect this on our wedding night too, Rick my love."
 
Rick

I don't understand why men hunger for rail-thin women, like in men 's magazines. My sweet Chase has a soft, slightly-rounded stomach that feels wonderful against my own stomach when I climb atop her and fuck her mercilessly, until she cries out in orgasmic ecstasy. She also has a splendid softly-padded ass that is fun to hold and squeeze while fucking her, and I especially love running a finger along the creases of her ass cheeks while we slam against each other and come powerfully, mutually. Those skinny girls in men's magazines don't even have ass-cheek creases!

I also don't get the obsession with blondes. My Chase has very long, very dark hair (almost down to her luscious ass), which I think is absolutely gorgeous, especially when she wraps that hair around my cock. I love the feel of her soft, silky dark hair against the very sensitive skin of my cock head and shaft. And the thick, dark pubic hair around her pussy feels wonderful against my lips, tongue, and nose when I go down on her, much better than the sparse wisps of a blonde pussy.

And Chase's mind is so inventively, creatively, deliciously naughty. She genuinely loves sex, loves me, and especially, loves sex WITH me. Every skinny girl I've ever known barely tolerates sex and can't wait to push men off of them and turn over and fall asleep! The blondes are the worst in that department: I think most of them prefer their vibrators to real men! Who the hell needs or wants a woman like that?

I tried to picture our wedding day. We had agreed to marry at the nude beach. I would be wearing only a top-hat, and a bow-tie around my waist to draw everyone's eyes to my big, hard cock just beneath. I knew that Chase planned to wear a white garter belt and matching white fishnet stockings, with fingerless white lace gloves, and nothing else, the mere sight of which would guarantee that I stayed hard all through our wedding ceremony. As soon as we would be pronounced husband and wife, we would kiss in a very special way: not mouth against mouth, but mouth against genitals. Our plan was for me to flip my bride upside-down, her legs locked around my neck, and seal our wedding vows not with a traditional kiss, but with a standing 69.

And now here I was on a table-top, fucking my wonderful fiance right through a thick layer of whipped cream over her pussy, and she was promising a repeat of this on our wedding night. Every day, in every way, I grow more and more in love with my sweet, delectable, delightful fiance, Chase.

To show her how much I love her, I came deeply, powerfully inside of her, which instantly triggered a powerful series of her own orgasms. As I slowly withdrew, my come and hers were seeping out all over her pussy, her ass, and her bare thighs. I licked up as much of our well-blended love goo, mixed with whipped-cream, as I could. Then I walked over to the kitchen sink, wet a towel under warm water, and gently, lovingly washed the rest of our mess off of her. The feel of my fingers and the moist towel gently cleaning her up got her excited all over again, and soon she was panting breathlessly.

"I'm gonna come!" she moaned, and my face slid between her wide-open thighs, my tongue at the ready, eagerly catching every last drop as she exploded yet again, then slowed to a steady ooze, which I hungrily lapped up and eagerly swallowed.

After our wedding, Chase planned to continue to do lap-dances down at the gentlemen's club, and I would continue to be the DJ there. Men would be throwing themselves at her, and women (including other dancers) would be throwing themselves at me, but we would be coming home only to each other. We knew would both feel so lucky: everyone desired her and me, but we would make love only with each other! The knowledge that our partners were so desired and desirable would keep the sex sizzling-hot all through our years of marriage. Also, we would be sure to coordinate our breaks at the club, and instead of snacks out of the club's vending machines, we planned to use our breaks to snack on each other!

Our marriage is going to be amazing! I love you so very much, Chase!
 
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Rick

Our wedding day is now less than three weeks away. Hand in hand, my sweet and very sexy professional lap-dancer fiance Chase and I went shopping for everything: wedding rings, sexy almost-naked wedding outfits, wedding cake, banquet caterer, limo, honeymoon suite, just so many details to plan together.

My luscious Chase went all over town with me, wearing only her very short cutoff jeans that showed off the bottom curves of her ass cheeks, and her tank top that barely covered the bottom curves of her enormous breasts. Her exposed, slightly-rounded stomach looked so stunningly beautiful to me. She also wore open-toed spiked (6-inch stilleto) high heels, showing-off her slender ankles, long and shapely legs, and lovely purple toenail polish. She looked so hot, cute, sexy, adorable, and very, very fuckable.

I wore only my shorts and sandals, and a completely-unbuttoned Hawaiian shirt. Admiring each other's barely-covered bodies, and realizing that we were about to commit our bodies as well as our hearts and souls to each other forever, got us very hot for each other. After every shop, we would both have to frantically seek-out a secluded spot to make passionate love with each other. It made for a very long shopping day, but a most enjoyable day for us both.

Chase is as deliciously inventive in her sexual naughtiness as I am, so that added to our fun as we planned and shopped for our wedding day. We were almost trying to top each other with how creative our sex was between stops at various stores, and how close we could come to getting caught.

We looked at several limos to take us from the ceremony to the nude beach, and each time, we would have the chauffeur give us a demonstration drive as we fucked in the back seat. We would try to keep the divider between driver and pasengers open as much as possible, so the driver could hear us but not quite see us fucking and 69ing on the back seat.

We looked at honeymoon suites while fucking in the glass elevator a few floors above the lobby, where it was obvious what we were doing but we were too far away for anyone to see clearly. We had bakeries give us small samples of cake, and instead of feeding each other's mouth, we would stuff the cake, and our entire hand, down each other's shorts, smearing the cake on each other's genitals, both of us giggling in gleeful delight, while the baker's back was turned to help another customer.

I challenged Chase to come up with the ultimate risky and public sexual act, to top all others this day. I then relaxed and let Chase's deliciously dirty mind work, and waited breathlessly, expectantly, to see what delicious naughtiness her dirty little mind would think up to do next.
 
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Chase

Oh that Rick giving me a challenge. The wheels start turning and smoking as I thought hard.

When we stopped by the Wedding Shack I put my thoughts to action and spoke with a friend of mne that worked there.

Trying on a dress and stepping out in it. I took Rick's cock from his pants and started to suck him and fondle his nuts. In a few minutes I had taken his balls into my mouth too and just as he started to come pulled off to let him spray me and my dress.

" I will take this one." I told the salesgirl while she was standing there in awe that we had the nerve to do such a shameless act.

"I love you, Rick don't ever forget that." Licking around his balls as his jism dripped from my cheeks.
 
Rick

I knew that my sweet and naughty Chase was up to the challenge. Who says it's bad luck to see the bride in her wedding gown before the ceremony? As Chase modeled her wedding dress for me, she knelt down before me and engulfed not only my entire cock, but my balls as well. I would hardly call that bad luck!

She then let me spray my passion for my bride, all over the dress. As she paid for the gown, Chase's face was glowing ecstatically, which was obviously due in large measure to the thick droplets of my fresh, still-warm jism streaming down her cheeks and her chin, as we exchanged heart-felt and very passionate "I love you's".

The sales girl scooped a finger's worth of my come off of Chase's new gown, and took a taste. "Mmmm!" she moaned. "Very tasty. You are one very lucky bride!"

"I know," Chase beamed, kissing the sales girl and sliding her tongue into the clerk's mouth. As Chase exhaled, my come oozed out of my fiance's mouth into the clerk's. "Isn't he delicious?" she beamed.

Our next stop was the lingerie shop. Chase picked out this teeny-tiny purple peekaboo lace bra, very sheer, and matching crotchless purple lace panties. She stepped out of the dressing room and asked me, "What do you think, Rick darling?"

"I don't know," I grinned. "I need a test-drive." So I scooped her up in my arms, and sat her on the store counter, next to the cash register. I knelt on my knees on the floor, gently separated her knees, and lovingly slid my tongue through the opening of her panties, slithering myself deep inside of her. She shifted and moaned and squealed atop the counter, as I licked her. I reached up with both hands, and began squeezing and tweaking her rock-hard nipples through the peekaboo cutouts of her sheer purple lace bra, all without missing a beat on my swirling licks over her G-spot.

Her legs spasmed and kicked straight out in front of her. I backed off and let the sales staff and other customers watch, as Chase gushed her orgasm juices now. Chase is a very strong squirter, and her pussy juices were flying out of her now, all over her soft and sexy thighs, the countertop, my face, and the floor.

"We'll take this outfit," I grinned.

"Not so fast," Chase smiled, hopping down off the countertop. "There's still one more test."

With that, she stood before me, unbuckled my belt, and unzipped my shorts. She had me sit up on the countertop, and she stood between my legs. She wrapped both hands around my cock, and guided me into her crotchless panties. The opening was plenty big enough for my thick cock to slip right through the fabric and straight up into her wide-open, hot wet, dripping snatch. She thrust herself forward against me repeatedly, until my hard-on was buried very deep up inside of her. She then clamped her pussy mucscles very tight around around me, and moaned loudly, which made me come very deep and hard inside of her.

Chase leaned in and kissed me passionately. "You're right, Rick darling," she grinned. "This outfit is just perfect for our honeymoon night. We'll take it!"

She stayed in her sexy lingerie, my come streaming down her thighs. I left my shorts open, my still-hard cock pointing straight out in front of me, as I reached in my pocket and handed the clerk my credit-card to pay for our lingerie purchase. Only then did we both dress again, and head off to our next stop.

"What naughty adventure do you have in store for us next, Chase, my dear?" I grinned, her pussy juice still smeared all over my face, my hard-on still throbbing in my shorts. She just smiled mysteriously and said, "You'll see soon enough, my love."
 
Chase

I suggested the rings and Rick got an odd look an I knew that he had no idea how I would get kinky finding the right ring.

We went to this unique RINGS AN THINGS. His face was priceless. I walked over to the counter and pointed out several rings and the one I had in mind has two extra rings to the set. A clit ring and nipple ring. After all Rick was marrying all of me and why not have a ring that matched on all the places that was his and only his.
 
Ambrosia

It was a tuesday at noon. I called everyone it was only the thirteenth and I was scared.

I called Patty and Frank asking them to meet me at the hospital. My twins weren't going to wait.
 
Rick

I had challenged Chase to make our next stop a sexual romp, too. When she suggested we pick out rings next, I couldn't imagine how she could have turned ring-shopping into a sexual adventure. I guess I should have known better by now, than to understimate the power of Chase's sexually-inventive mind.

Chase showed me a very beautiful gold wedding ring, with an antique style, that we both liked very much. She then showed me two matching nipple rings and a matching clitoral ring, too. "I had my nipples and clit pierced, just so I could look even better for you on our wedding night, Rick darling," she grinned.

"Can I see your piercings?" I smiled.

"In a while, Rick. I want to pick out and give you a nice gold chain, as a token of our love and commitment."

"Why don't you get me a cock ring instead?" I smiled. "One that matches these other rings."

Chase looked at me quizzically.

"You and I think a lot alike, Chase," I smiled again. "You had your nipples and clit pierced to make our wedding night more exciting. Well, I had my cock pierced to also make our wedding night more exciting."

Now it was Chase's turn to ask me if she could see my own piercing. We found a cock ring that matches our wedding rings and her nipple and clit rings. Chase held my hand and towed me into the store's back room, so we could model all these new rings for each other. The jewelry store had no dressing room, just a back room for storage.

"I know the store's owner," she smiled charmingly, "she won't mind." She lifted her skirt, and I dropped my pants. I helped her put her ring through her recently-pierced clit as she helped me put my own ring through my pierced cock. I don't know which felt better, touching her clit as I put her ring through and she softly moaned, or feeling her hand on my cock as she inserted my ring.

We then both stood back and admired each other's rings. I pointed out that we hadn't paid for the rings yet, but she said she wanted to be absolutely sure the rings were right for us, before buying them.

"I wonder what it feels like, to rub ring against ring?" I grinned.

Chase set several boxes side by side, and stretched herself out atop them. "Let's find out right now, shall we?" she smiled, beckoning me closer with her crooked finger, on which I had already slipped her shiny gold and diamond engagement ring. As I climbed up on the boxes with her, I tried to imagine what it felt like to pump in and out of her, with her clit ring slipping and sliding against my cock ring. I was about to find out.
 
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