DISCLAIMER: The Sexy Beach series and all its content are property of Illusion.
AUTHOR'S NOTES: If you're unfamiliar with any of the characters, you'll find all of them in either Sexy Beach 2, 3, or ZERO. Bael is the only one who appears in all three (her name is written as "Baeru" in 2). There are four characters I didn't include—Mai and Chisame from 2; Ai and Rin from ZERO—simply because I never found them as attractive or appealing. I also didn't include any from Sexy Beach Premium Resort, because that game was released after I started this story way back in 2014. Now, after all these years, here's the final chapter.
Heaven on Earth: Sexy Beach Indeed!
By anonymous8825
Chapter 18: Epilogue – The Cycle Continues
All barriers were removed after I'd had sex with Bael. Whatever I felt as though I needed to hide before was out the window. I found out that none of the girls had ever had any reservations about sharing me or even being with each other, and soon, with all of us fully open about our incessant desires for sex, I settled into a "normal" routine.
Every morning, I'd wake up alongside one or more of the beauties. On some days, it would be in one of their rooms. On others, they would join me in my bed. Most of the time, whoever awakened first would initiate our first round of morning sex, and we would fuck for as long as we'd feel like before we decided to leave our beds. Sometimes, we'd continue in the shower as we got ready for our day. Sometimes, we'd be joined by one or more of the other women.
After making my way downstairs, I often started by giving Bael a tremendous pounding at the hotel's front desk. Once she'd had her fill (and literally mine), I was available for whoever wanted me. There was never any shortage of women who desired sex, so I would screw whoever, whenever, and wherever.
There were days when I didn't even have to move. The women would come find me in the hotel lobby and line up to be fucked if many of them wanted my attention concurrently. I would often become the epicenter for a nonstop parade of sex: I'd fuck one, she'd crawl away, the next would saddle me, and the cycle would repeat. Certain times, they'd have their own requests for each session, and I'd do my best to satisfy such requests. Other times, they'd simply let me have my way with them however I saw fit, and I always made sure to send them to multiple orgasms.
Then there were other days when I would go to them. They would almost always be spread throughout the island, and whoever I ran into would beckon me over for a passionate round or two of sex. More often than not, they were not alone, and we would end up having orgies. Even if a woman was alone, our romps often attracted the attention of other women who'd walk by, resulting in orgies anyway.
My sex drive had become insatiable, and the cycle that I'd trapped myself into continued: the more I fucked, the more I needed it. My mouth was regularly thirsty for their honey, and my cock would practically scream whenever it wasn't inside one of their pussies. Luckily for me, the beauties all expressed the same sentiments; after having had my dick, they wanted it all the time as well. Still, despite feeling hooked on the euphoria of sex, we always took time to enjoy every session, no matter how "routine" it became for us. For me, there was always something special about each girl that I greatly appreciated every time we had sex. For them, there was always something unique to treasure about my lovemaking as well.
The girls continued to challenge themselves to wear my dick out, and just as they kept failing each time, I continued to fail in fully exhausting their pussies, leaving the door open for us to look forward to our next session when we'd try again. We'd try and try, we'd fail and fail, and we'd always be back for another round with each other, eager to repeatedly reach the ecstasy of every single orgasm.
Yes, the specifics of each day may be different, but the basic activities of sex, sex, and more sex dominated practically every moment from dawn until well-past dusk. Hour after hour, day after day, week after week was filled to the brim with nonstop sex, and the orgasms would not end until well into the night when I would fuck myself to sleep buried in a beauty's wonderful pussy. Then, when the morning came, the cycle would begin anew.
Despite being the object of all the women's desire, I never tried to push my luck too far. I never sought out to lord over them as their master or treat them as objects that I'd bend to my will. Even the word "harem" seemed a little too extreme for me. Everything between the beauties and myself remained cordial; after all, it was because of them that my fantasies were able to be realized to this indescribable degree, and I was not the type of person who would kill the goose that was laying the golden eggs. If anything, I let them use me far more frequently than I used them.
I never wasted another erection again. Heck, I rarely ever softened again, and it became out of the ordinary to see my cock not covered with layers of gleaming vaginal secretion. Similarly, it had become abnormal for the women to walk around without their wombs filled to the brink with my semen; whenever they sensed that my warmth was lacking, I was more than happy to provide them with another hot injection.
Bael assured me that the door would forever remain open both ways: I was always free to leave Sexy Island and return at my leisure. This privilege also extended to the other beauties, and a few of them did make the journey home from time to time. However, they would always return to the island shortly thereafter, and I would always be more than happy to welcome them back with another passion-filled round of hot sex.
This would be the life I'd live. Perhaps one day, I'd grow tired of doing nothing but making love to beautiful women around the clock for every moment that I was awake. If that day ever came, I'd say farewell to Sexy Island, but as of now, such a time was nowhere near my mind. Why would I return to a life in which I never got any action when I could stay and have all the consequence-free sex with a group of women who desired only me?
This was the ultimate fantasy for so many, and I was realizing it each and every day.
Thus, this story concludes. For as long as it took, it's satisfying to have finished it. Thank you once again to everyone who's read and/or reviewed. Please feel free to leave me any thoughts you have.
