Passionara - Prologue

**Hello and welcome to the very beginning of my newest series, Passionara! This has been a project I've wanted to write for quite some time and I am beyond excited to share it with you all at long last. I wanted to call some things out before you get started, but if you aren't interested, feel free to skip ahead to the story!

First, I have a lot of things planned for this series, and if all goes well and you all enjoy it, I foresee this going on for a very long time. Which brings me to my second point, which is all about getting you all involved in shaping this series to a very special degree, but more on that after the story. I'm more than excited to see where this all goes!

Next, as mentioned above, this is a series that I am planning on continuing for a long time, which means that there will be a considerable amount of world-building and character development between all the hot and exciting sex and erotica. I always do my best to balance them, but in order to have a successful series, people need to be fleshed out and the location needs to have purpose. That's all to say, conversations will be plentiful and interactions will be in depth. But as always, I am to please when the sex comes in, and let me tell you... There will be a lot of sex involved in this series, which leads me to the next part.

This series is going to feature a high variety of categories involving erotica, including but not limited to- Incest, group sex, kinks and fetishes, public acts of sex, interracial, same-sex interactions, consentual non-consent, and many many more. So if you're looking for a wild ride, you've come to the right place.

So, without further ado, I'd like to welcome you personally to Passionara, where your dreams and passions run wild and free, and where imagination comes to life!**

*Arnold*

It was a perfect day. The sky was clear and the sun shone bright, bathing the island in its warm light. The waves crashed repeatedly to the shore in a calming crescendo while sunbathers lounged on the sand or in reclining beach chairs, their skin soaking up the vitamin D. Several of these sunbathers wore nothing, allowing every inch of their nude bodies to tan equally, and others hid from the sun under massive umbrellas, wrapped up in towels after a refreshing swim in the ocean. It was a scene of pure tranquility, especially from Arnold's perspective, staring out the massive bay window of his beachfront property.

He stood with his hands on his bare hips, a large smile plastered on his face. Why wouldn't he smile, after all? The day was gorgeous, he had a full night's sleep, his morning coffee hit all the right spots... And to top it all off, kneeling in front of him on the soft rug with his rock hard cock in her mouth was Sophia, his daughter. Her head bobbed slowly along his impressive length, her mouth stretched wide by his equally impressive girth. It was the perfect way to start the day.

"That feels really good, Sophia." He said, prying his eyes away from the window to look down at her.

She looked up at him with her big brown eyes, captivating him. It was a look of pure love and worship and it showcased her adoration for him in more ways than words could ever describe. He watched her pull his throbbing member as far into her mouth as she could, as streams of saliva fell from her chin to splatter between her small breasts. Arnold ran his fingers through her long brown hair which hung down her back- thick and luscious- a gift which she inherited from her mother.

Sophia started to hum, sending vibrations down his cock to his balls, making him shiver. That was a trick she had supposedly picked up from a friend, and it was quickly becoming one of Arnold's favorites. He tightened his grip on the back of her head, pushing her further onto his dick, making her stifle a small gag as he brushed the back of her throat. He was never forceful with Sophia, his precious little flower, and took great care in limiting his pressure.

Continuing to hum, Sophia began bobbing more rapidly up and down his cock, starting back up with the dancing of her tongue. The way she flicked it across the head of his prick with each ascension made him go crazy and his eyes fluttered in ecstasy. He let go of her head and let her operate on her own, finding her perfect rhythm and filling the office with the passionate gluck, gluck, gluck of good oral.

"Keep going baby, I'm getting close." Said Arnold as his legs began to tighten.

Arnold slowly began thrusting his hips to match her movements, pushing himself into her warm, wet mouth. He looked out the window at the perfect scene, watching as a blonde woman waded into the water, her bare ass swaying enticingly as she went deeper. His balls began to tighten, signaling an imminent release. His breath quickened and his toes began to splay underneath his pants where they lay bunched up around his ankles. He rested his hands on both of her shoulders as she worked even faster, wildly bobbing her head. He peered back down into her eager brown eyes as they stared into his.

"I'm going to cum, baby." He moaned.

Sophia made it a little game to surprise Arnold with what she was going to do when it came time for him to explode. Some days she would pull back and tug him quickly until he painted her face, or she would direct the spurts onto her chest. It had been just last year that she had taken his load down her throat for the first time which took her some time to adjust to. The promise was that he would always warn her when it was time. After all, it was the respectful thing to do.

As Sophia continued her bobbing, showing no intention of backing off, it was clear that today she was going to take it in her mouth. She reached both hands around his waist, grabbing hold of Arnold's bare ass as he shot his load. Each spurt was signaled by the lurch of his balls, emptying right into her throat. She swallowed each wave, keeping his cock firmly in her mouth as her throat tightened and released which felt incredible on the head of his prick, making him squirm in her embrace.

"Oh fuck..." Arnold whispered, his eyes cinched shut.

Sophia slowly withdrew, sucking deep the entire way to ensure she got every last drop of warm, white cum until his cock fell from her mouth, deflating between his legs. She stared up at him as he opened his eyes. Sophia licked her lips before showing her beautiful smile. Her chin and chest were covered in spittle, which she wiped away with the hand towel she set aside before starting. Arnold helped her to her feet and turned as the door to his office opened behind him.

"Oh shoot, I'm sorry, I didn't realize I was interrupting." Said Melany, Arnold's wife, as she quickly made to leave.

"We're all done, Mom." Said Sophia, still wiping her chest with the towel.

Melany entered the room with a smile on her face, looking from Sophia to Arnold. "As long as you're sure, I can come back in a few minutes."

"Your timing is perfect as always, Mel." Said Arnold, taking the towel from Sophia. He began wiping at his moist prick, wincing at the sensitivity as the towel brushed his tip. "She's getting really good."

Sophia beamed at the compliment, her cheeks going rosy. "Thanks, daddy."

"Although," Said Melany, rounding the desk as she eyed Arnold's cock hungrily. "With all this attention you're giving your father, I am beginning to worry that he will have nothing left in the tank for me."

"That would never be the case, honey." Said Arnold, flashing her a smile. "I have plenty to go around."

Melany extended her hand, taking Arnold's softening prick and gave it a comfortable squeeze. She leaned in close, raising up on her tip-toes and placed her lips delicately on his in a passionate kiss, holding firm as he returned it.

"Alright, I guess that's my signal to leave," Said Sophia, rolling her eyes. "Thanks again, Dad."

Arnold pulled away from the kiss and watched Sophia head for the door. "I should be thanking you. I just stood here while you did all the work. But I am curious, which friend of yours is teaching you all these tricks?"

Sophia turned, pulling her hair up into a pony which she fastened with the hair tie she had around her wrist. Sophia was gorgeous, standing topless with her perky tits bare to the world, her pale pink nipples hard. Her Daisy Duke short-shorts hugged her hips and ass like a glove, leaving the bulk of her long legs visible. At the age of twenty-two, she was only beginning her journey into adulthood, and she was going to take the world by storm.

"I can't give my secrets away, daddy. Just be happy that I am a quick learner and that I love practicing on you." She said, flashing a quick wink.

"You're just worried that if I find out, I'm going to ask for a private lesson from the expert, aren't you?" Arnold joked.

"Let's just say that they would gobble you up happily, and may have already inquired about it."

Arnold raised his eyebrows in surprise. Sophia had a large group of friends so it could be any one of them, but he had his suspicions narrowed down to two. His money was on Becky- Sophia's redheaded friend of only a few months now with a very full chest and eyes that begged you to fuck her- or Gwen, the tall and lanky blonde with a spitfire attitude and overly crass mouth. He didn't know why those two stuck out, but something about them both screamed blowjob aficionado.

"Well, they know where to find me." Said Arnold, playfully winking back.

Sophia chuckled and left the room as Arnold watched her ass sway on the way out. He jolted at another playful squeeze of his cock and looked back to Melany, who was watching him fondly.

"She really loves her daddy," She said.

"The feeling is mutual. Other than needing my cock in your hand, what were you headed in here for, hon?" Asked Arnold.

"What if that was the only reason?"

"Then carry on." He said, leaning down to kiss her again.

Melany played a huge part in all of Sophia's good looks and it was true what they said; the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. Her dark brown hair was cut shorter than Sophia's, hanging just above her shoulders, and her eyes were also brown, just a touch lighter. She stood just over five and a half feet and had a slender frame. Arnold thought she was the most attractive woman he had ever seen, even if he was a little biased.

"Today's the day, right?" Said Melany, finally letting Arnold's cock go.

"Newcomer Day." Said Arnold, leaning down to grab his pants.

"Not just any Newcomer Day, that journalist is on the boat isn't she?" Melany asked, looking out the window to the beach. "And don't bother with your pants, I did in fact come in here for some attention."

Having pulled his pants halfway up his shins, he let them fall back down, stepping completely out of them this time with a small chuckle. He kicked them off to the side of the room before tugging off his socks and tossing them over to join his discarded pants. Although he had just emptied his balls into his daughters throat, he felt himself begin to swell at his wife's words.

"Yes, Scarlett is on the boat. I was beginning to worry that she would decline the trip after all the questioning she did via email." Said Arnold, walking over to where Melany stood.

"A journalist, questioning? You don't say!" She joked.

Arnold wrapped his arms around her from behind, pushing himself against her. His cock rubbed against her jeans over her ass and she pushed herself back into his comfortable weight.

"Do you really think it's a good idea to have her here? You don't worry about the things she will write?" Melany asked.

"Not at all. We aren't in hiding, Mel. We aren't some island of savages, cowering away from everyone else. I think she will do more good for us. Besides, it can't be worse than what's already been written about us."

She turned around to face him, her eyes showcasing a hint of worry. "How can you be so sure?"

"Do you trust me?" Arnold asked.

"Of course I do. More than anything. But I don't trust reporters or journalists, especially when given the chance of a lifetime to report on something like this." Said Melany, still holding his gaze.

"What do we have to hide? Hundreds of bullshit articles have already been posted from unofficial sources seeking to paint us in a horrible light. Not to mention those posted by people who have been here. We aren't strangers to scrutiny or rumors."

"I know that, I just... I just worry." Melany admitted, resting her head on Arnold's chest.

He wrapped her up in a comforting embrace, letting the silence linger for a few moments. He looked outside his window at the beach, where the blonde woman from earlier was lying on a towel stretched out on the sand. Her bare breasts were glistening from the ocean water while the sun tanned her skin. Only a few feet away from the blonde was a young woman, bouncing on top of a man's lap while he lay sprawled out on his back. Her wet hair hung over her face as she rode the man's prick which was seamlessly sliding in and out of her pussy. It brought a smile to Arnold's face.

"We have something truly special here, something that not everyone gets to enjoy. It's the kind of place that exists in your dreams. But it's real and up for grabs for anyone who wants to come and experience it for themselves." Said Arnold, his voice calm and steady. "You are justified in being worried, my love. I was also worried when Scarlett first reached out, but trust me on this, and understand that I wouldn't do anything that I thought would bring harm our way."

Melany looked up at him, then followed his stare out the window to where he continued to watch the young couple on the beach. She gave a small chuckle.

"That was a hell of a speech, especially when gaining inspiration from outside your window." Said Melany. She reached down and took his cock in her hand again, running up his length. "If you say it's for the best, then I trust you."

"Thank you. And you can keep doing that." He said with a grin.

She stroked his cock to full-mast, tracing the bulging veins along his shaft while circling his engorged tip with her fingers. She had always marveled at his size, having seen few other dicks that would compare. It was so shocking in fact, that the first time she had been graced with its presence, she had a moment of panic. She couldn't really blame herself at fearing something the length of her forearm- not to mention the girth. But that fear had come and gone, being replaced by something she would only describe as a craving. The way it filled her completely, leaving nothing unserviced.

"What are the odds of you coming again so soon after your rendezvous with Sophia?" She asked while looking lustfully into his eyes.

"While I can't promise how much I will produce, trust me when I say there's still more for you." He said, kissing her on the forehead. "But there's only one way to find out, isn't there?"

Her fingers didn't even connect as she continued her strokes. With her free hand, she cupped his balls, giving them a gentle bounce. The sensation made Arnold moan under his breath as he melted into her touch. Melany and Sophia each knew how to wrap him around their fingers like some kind of spell.

Melany let go of his throbbing cock and began unbuttoning her jeans before sliding them down her tan legs. Next came her lacy pink panties. She slowly slid them down her figure while wiggling her hips. She twirled them around her pointer finger as Arnold watched closely, the pink fabric a blur.

"Open wide, my love." She said with a sly smile.

Arnold opened his mouth as she delicately stuffed her panties inside, bunching them up completely until they were all the way in. He closed his mouth, savoring the taste of the accumulated arousal that the lace absorbed. That set his cock to throbbing more fiercely and he watched as Melany walked over to his desk while sprawling across the top, bearing her ass to him.

"And you won't need to worry about getting me ready, but I'm sure you already knew that from the state of my panties." She said as she looked at him over her shoulder.

Arnold walked behind his wife, reaching out with both hands and rubbing her bare ass, massaging her mounds. He pulled her cheeks apart, moaning as her pussy lips opened up to him like a flower, slick and ready. Her puckered asshole looked equally as enticing and he brushed his thumb across her tight opening, moving in tiny circles. The touch made her squirm and a small gasp emanated from her throat as he continued teasing her anus.

After his teasing was finished, he grabbed his cock and guided it to her awaiting pussy, letting his tip push against the slick opening. She braced herself by grabbing the edges of the desk, gripping hard in preparation. Arnold was gentle and accommodating with his endowment, but there was only so much you could do with a cock that size and the first plunge was always intense.

"I'm ready." She whispered.

Arnold ran his tongue along the delicate lace of the panties in his mouth which spurred him forward with lust. He slowly pushed harder against his wife's cunt and the head burrowed its way in, spreading her wide. Once his head found its purchase, he slowed and began pulling out- but not all the way. He pushed back in with slightly more length, making Melany moan deep and low. Her grip tightened on the edge of the desk as her pussy expanded. She bit her lip as he worked himself deeper inside of her, a feeling that always started with equal measures of pain and pleasure.

Arnold grabbed her hips gently as he continued his slow and steady insertion, occasionally pulling out slightly to help her ease into it. He sucked at the panties, filling his mouth with her flavor as he pushed himself the rest of the way in, bottoming out. Melany cried out, her knuckles going white from her grip on the desk. Arnold remained in place, hands holding firmly to Melany's hips.

He slowly pulled away from her before thrusting back in as her pussy walls gripped his shaft tight. He continued thrusting slowly, sucking on her panties. Melany soon began moaning as her tension faded, the pain completely replaced by pure bliss. She removed her hands from the edge and instead propped herself up with her palms splayed on the surface of Arnold's desk, her back arching as he fucked her from behind.

"Yes, just like that." She moaned.

Her pussy relaxed, allowing Arnold to slide in and out with ease, her juices coating his cock completely. He held her hips firmly as he thrusted, the slapping of his balls against her clit filling the office.

"Come on in baby, no need to watch from out there." Said Melany.

Arnold looked at the door to his office, confused as to who Melany was talking to. He smiled as he saw Sophia leaning against the door frame, her hand buried in her unbuttoned shorts. She was biting her lower lip seductively, watching them fuck. She made her way into the room, wandering over to Arnold's office chair on the other side of the desk. She pulled it out and sat down while making herself comfortable, propping her left leg up on the seat.

"That's the best seat in the house," said Melany. "Just sit back and enjoy the show."

"I plan to." Said Sophia, her hand moving wildly in the crotch of her shorts.

Arnold normally didn't care for an audience in these situations, but he would always make an exception for Sophia and Melany. The way that Sophia was looking at him, a stare that begged him to continue ravaging her mother while she fingered herself into an orgasmic frenzy... It was enough to drive him wild. He gripped his wife's hips harder and picked up the pace, fucking her deeply as she began to squeal excitedly.

"Oh my god," said Melany as she went back to gripping the edge of the desk. "Don't stop!"

The rhythmic slapping of skin on skin permeated the room as he repeatedly buried his cock deep inside of Melany's pussy. It was a fascinating watch, seeing his dick vanish into her slick, quivering pussy and reappear in quick succession. He could feel her inner walls pulse around him as if attempting to pull him in deeper.

"That's it daddy, give it to her good." Said Sophia.

Her shorts only got in the way, so Sophia stood from her spot and yanked them off with her panties in tow, before plopping back onto the chair with her legs splayed wide. Her trimmed pussy was on full display as she rubbed her clit frantically, the pink flesh glistening with moisture. Sophia looked from Melany to Arnold, soaking it all up.

In no time at all, Arnold was putting all he had into fucking Melany, thrusting wildly as she held firm to his desk while crying out. He reached up and tugged her hair, pulling her head back gently. Sophia stared right into her mother's face as she began sliding two fingers into her cunt, her mouth open wide as if on hinges. It wasn't long until Melany's orgasm arrived, her pussy constricting around Arnold's hearty cock as she shook on top of the desk. Her wails of passion spurred Sophia on further as her fingers flew in and out of herself.

"Mmphhh." Moaned Sophia, her eyes fluttering rapidly.

Arnold slowed as Melany caught her breath, allowing her a small reprieve before he kicked things up again. He let go of her hair and moved his grip down to her ass, again pulling her cheeks apart as he slowly burrowed into her. He rubbed her asshole with his thumb again, watching the ring pucker around his touch. She moaned softly, then both Melany and Arnold looked at Sophia as she cried out.

"Fuck!" She said, squirming in the chair as her thighs squeezed together around her hand.

Watching her orgasm made Arnold jolt with arousal and he began speeding up his thrusts, fucking Melany harder as she sprawled across the desk. He continued teasing her asshole as he fucked her and slowly gathered some of the moisture accumulating on his cock with his thumb. With his thumb adequately coated, he gently pushed it into her tight ass, feeling the rim tighten around it. He could feel his cock through the thin lining as it pistoned in and out of her and he added to the motions by sliding his thumb in and out of her asshole.

"Fuck her, daddy, cum in mom's pussy!" Said Sophia as she began rubbing at her clit again.

Arnold continued his dual-insertion, working both his cock and thumb in and out of her holes as she held firmly to the desk. Melany's pussy began constricting again, making his balls tighten as his own orgasm began to brew. He stared at Sophia as she held his stare, again biting her lip and nodding at him, encouraging him to finish. But Arnold didn't need extra encouragement.

Sophia slowly leaned forward in the chair, bringing her face to her mother's, and they locked lips intimately. Arnold watched in awe as Melany and Sophia made out, their tongues clashing together as he took Melany from behind. It was enough to thrust him forward to his climax.

"Fuck, I'm going to cum." Said Arnold, pushing harder into Melany's cunt, although it was muffled by the panties held firmly in his teeth so he doubted they understood him.

"Cum for me!" Said Melany, pulling away from Sophia as she bucked herself against him.

He gave a hearty thrust as his balls emptied for the second time that morning, this time into Melany's pussy. He held his position, pulling her close as each spurt of cum erupted from the tip of his dick. He could feel his cock's pulses on his thumb which he had firmly wedged in her ass. He pulled himself out, his sensitive tip sending sparks down his legs as it ran along every inch of her canal.

"Don't move yet, mom." Said Sophia, quickly climbing out of the chair.

She rounded the desk as Melany looked at her with a confused expression. Sophia made her way behind her mom, gently pushing Arnold aside, and dropped to her knees while spreading Melany's pussy with her fingers. She extended her tongue as the creamy white cum began to ooze out of Melany. Arnold watched his daughter lick his cum from his wife's snatch, sucking greedily at her pussy lips to get every last drop.

Melany moaned gently as Sophia's tongue prodded her delicate flower, gathering all the sweet nectar contained within. Sophia continued her intimate lapping of her mother's cunt well after she had removed all the cum, simply letting herself get lost in the act. Melany moaned and arched her back as Sophia ate her out, and Arnold watched in amazement as Sophia's tongue serviced his wife's pussy. Being satisfied with her work, Sophia stood and wiped her chin, giving Arnold a wink.

"Can't let the good stuff go to waste." She said, walking back around the desk toward the chair.

"I didn't realize you were so addicted to your father's cum, Sophia." Said Melany, finally standing upright on shaky legs.

"Well, we've got a little backstory there," said Sophia as she began pulling on her panties. "At first, it wasn't the best, but I read online that if you eat more pineapple, it can actually be sweet. So I told dad to start eating more pineapple."

Melany looked at Arnold with an inquisitive expression. "Well that explains the random pineapple hoarding you've been doing. I thought it was odd at how much you were ingesting out of nowhere!"

Arnold pulled the soaking panties from his mouth. "I thought it was bullshit to be honest, but I guess not?"

"It's definitely not bullshit. Your cum went from a salty slop to a sweet surprise. I wouldn't go as far as saying I'm addicted to it, but it also seemed pretty hot to suck it out of mom's pussy. So I just went for it." Said Sophia, now tugging on her shorts.

"Guess I'll have to give it a taste next time." Said Melany.

"Hey Sophia, is that your friend Jake out there on the beach?" Said Arnold as he pointed out the window.

Sophia walked over to get a better look at the man on the beach who was now on top of the woman he was fucking, giving it to her in missionary. She gave a little chuckle before shaking her head.

"Friend may be a bit extreme, dad. But yes, that is Jake. He's been pursuing Riley for some time now and to be honest, I didn't think she'd give him the time of day." Said Sophia, turning away from the window.

"Looks like she is giving him more than the time of day." Joked Melany.

"Jake is a good guy and all, but he is a little dorky. I was just trying to do the nice thing and show him around, but the second he laid eyes on Riley, it was all 'she's hot' and 'what does a guy have to do to get with her?' sort of shit." Said Sophia.

"Riley is good looking." Said Arnold.

"I'll get the skinny on the whole situation when I see her next, ask her how it was. But, I'm going to Becky's house, so I'll be home later tonight."

"Tell her that the blowjob tips are working," joked Arnold, giving her a sly smile. "Tell her thank you, and if she ever wants a shot at it herself, I'm happy to oblige."

"Oh, so you think it's Becky, huh?" Said Sophia on her way to the door.

"Call it a hunch."

" I'm not going to tell you who it is. I'll leave you to your investigative ways on finding that out yourself, even if that means testing all my friends for their blowjob skills."

"Be careful what you offer up, hon. Your dad may very well invite all your friends over one by one to test this theory." Said Melany, shooting a look at Arnold.

"That's not a bad idea now that I think about it." He replied, grabbing his pants from the floor.

"You do you, dad. I'll see you both tonight." Said Sophia, blowing them a kiss before sauntering out of the office.

Arnold and Melany got themselves dressed and tidied up the office. Melany couldn't help but stare at Arnold as he went about cleaning with a smile on his face. He truly was the most handsome man she had ever seen. No, he was attractive as fuck- handsome didn't do him justice. At the age of 41, he didn't seem a day over 25. The only thing that gave it away was the slight peppering in his hair as little gray strands occasionally poked out among the sea of dark brown. He had a trimmed beard that matched his head of hair perfectly, likewise peppered with grey. His eyes were a dark brown, mixing an exotic intensity with a loving softness. He was tall, standing several inches over six feet and had an incredible build. He was toned, chiseled in all the right places, and the joke among the women was catching him naked resulted in an instant panty-soaking. It gave Melany a certain pride at landing such an incredible specimen to call her husband.

The best part of Arnold, however, wasn't just that he had a build that drove people wild- and just so happened to be hung like a fucking horse- but rather his temperament and personality. Arnold had it all. He was the living embodiment of sex and passion. But he was a genuine, good-hearted person, which wrapped him up perfectly with a big fancy bow.

"Are you going to make an appearance at the docks when the newcomers arrive?" Melany asked.

"Absolutely. I want to be there when Scarlett lands so I can give her the welcome tour myself. You are more than welcome to tag along." Said Arnold.

"I am going out with some friends, and then I have book club tonight. Looks like you get Scarlett all to yourself." Said Melany with a smile.

"While that is true, nothing is going to happen. I have a feeling she will take some time adjusting, which isn't uncommon for newcomers."

"I don't want to keep prying, but," Said Melany, walking back to the window. "I just want to make sure we aren't doing the wrong thing by letting her come here."

Arnold walked over to stand by her at the window, looking out at the beautiful sunny day. Jake and Riley, the young couple fucking on the beach, had already left. The naked blonde was still lying on her back soaking up the rays. Arnold just hoped she had some good sunscreen on, otherwise she would feel a good burn real soon.

"If I get any hints of ill-intent, I will send her on her way. I promise." He said, wrapping an arm around her waist. "In my conversations with her, I never got the feeling that she wanted anything other than to experience this place first hand. Obviously she will share her experiences for the world to read, but I've got that part under control with some guard rails."

"Thank you for being so reassuring." Said Melany, resting her head on Arnold's arm.

They stood in silence, savoring each other's company while staring at the gorgeous beach while the waves crashed to the shore. Arnold withdrew his arm and walked to his desk, settling into his chair while waking up his computer.

"I'm sorry I forgot about your book club meeting tonight, hopefully this morning won't interfere with anything" Said Arnold, clicking away on the keyboard.

Melany chuckled and walked over to the desk. "Firstly, you always come first, no pun intended. And secondly, when have I ever complained about having too much fun in one day?"

"Fair point. But I'm still sorry, I know book club is important to you and wouldn't want you too sore to enjoy yourself."

"A sore pussy is evidence of a good time, so never apologize about that. And I may or may not be in a risque scene tonight, so it's a mystery waiting to be solved." Said Melany.

She walked over to him and planted a kiss on the top of his head. "Thank you for an amazing morning, honey. Sophia and I are so lucky to have you."

"I'm the lucky one here. But you are very welcome." He replied, accepting a kiss from her.

"Good luck with Scarlett today, I'm excited to hear about it tonight." Said Melany as she left the room, softly closing the door behind her.

Arnold checked his emails, having nothing important, then proceeded to check his phone. He had no messages from Will- the captain of Passionara's Pearl- indicating that there were any delays which meant they would arrive within the next two hours. Passionara's Pearl was the ship used to escort newcomers to Passionara from the mainland. Today's ship carried twenty new passengers, eagerly awaiting a new beginning.

Arnold rested in his chair, enjoying the serene quiet of his office. He closed his eyes and let himself simply exist in pure bliss, his body absent of any tension or stress. He listened as the clock on his wall ticked the seconds away, a calming rhythm that filled his ears.

*

Arnold allowed himself as much time as he dared to rest in his comfortable office chair before navigating to his master bathroom. He kicked on the shower and patiently waited for the water to warm while looking himself over in the mirror. His hair had grown long enough to curl at the ends which was always his sign for a haircut. His beard had filled in, which Melany preferred, so he let it grow. As the steam accumulated behind the glass walls of the shower, he stripped himself down and stepped in, embracing the warmth as his skin broke out in goosebumps. He scrubbed himself clean, washing off the sweat from the morning sex.

He cut off the water and dried himself, then wandered back to the vanity where he brushed his teeth. He pulled on a pair of blue shorts followed by a white button up short-sleeve. He strapped on his favorite watch and slid into some flip-flops before putting a small amount of gel in his hair to prevent it from being too wild. The warmth of the bathroom felt good as he got ready and he took his time before heading out into his bedroom where Melany stood in her panties and bra. She had two dresses on the bed, trying to pick between them.

"I like the yellow one." Said Arnold.

"That was my first pick too, but something about the blue one is calling my name today."

"I love the blue one too. Either way, you can't go wrong." Said Arnold, giving her ass a playful pinch.

"That doesn't help," she joked. "Yellow it is, I'll go with your first instinct."

She hung the blue dress back up and slid into the yellow one, asking Arnold to button up the back. He did so, planting small kisses up her spine before fastening each button in place, making the hairs on the back of her neck stand up.

"If you keep that up, we will both be late." Said Melany.

"Can't have you leaving the house with dry panties, now can I?" Arnold joked.

Melany pulled away playfully. "As enticing as that is, it's extremely uncomfortable walking around with soaked underwear, thank you very much!"

Arnold gave her another kiss on the mouth and headed for the door. "Have fun today, I'll see you tonight."

He wandered to the kitchen where he grabbed a banana from the counter top. He peeled it back and took a bite, savoring the sweetness of the fruit. With a smile, he walked to the pantry and grabbed a can of pineapple chunks, popping open the tab and grabbing a fork. He wondered if he would ever be able to eat pineapple again without thinking of Sophia licking cum from his wife's pussy. Probably not.

"Did I just put you onto a new favorite snack?" Asked Sophia as she entered the kitchen.

She wore a red tank top and white shorts, and her hair had been pulled up into a pony which swished playfully behind her. She walked over to grab a banana and leapt up to sit on the counter next to Arnold, pulling back the peel.

"It's not so much the fruit, but the after effects that have me hooked if I'm being honest. After this morning, it's hard to argue the magic of pineapple." He said, stabbing a chunk of yellow fruit and putting it in his mouth.

"Well, I appreciate the dedication. It makes the gravy delicious." She said while sliding the banana into her mouth seductively.

"Do you really have to call it gravy?" Arnold asked.

She wrapped her tongue around the banana and pulled it deep into her mouth before pulling it back out. The act made Arnold's crotch tighten as he envied the fruit in that moment. She smiled and took a small bite off the end.

"Baby gravy, cum, jizz, spunk, semen, secret sauce... I could go on and on." Said Sophia.

"I'm sure you could," said Arnold, biting off a piece of his own banana. "But either way, I'm glad you enjoy it."

They ate their snacks in silence and Sophia tossed both of their peels into the trash after hopping down from the counter. She pulled out her phone and smiled, quickly typing something back.

"Wow, something's got you happy." Said Arnold, tossing the empty can of pineapple chunks away after slurping back the juice.

"Why wouldn't I be happy? I've got a belly full of my daddy's cum and a very promising evening with some good friends."

He shook his head and pulled out his own phone, checking one last time for any delays in the Pearl's arrival at port. Luckily he saw nothing. He grabbed his keys from the counter and walked over to Sophia as she focused on her phone.

"Have a good day, sweetheart, I'll see you tonight." He said, kissing her on the forehead.

"Don't wait up for me, I will probably be late." She said without looking up.

He nodded and made his way to the garage, clicking the opener. The garage door raised, letting in the warm sunlight. Arnold unplugged his Jeep, wrapping up the cord to hang on the wall before hopping in and pushing the click-start. He pulled on his sunglasses and backed out into the driveway, shutting the garage door as he turned onto the road. The sun felt good through the open roof of the Jeep, coating his body in sunshine.

"Beautiful day." He whispered to himself, clicking on the radio.

He drove through his neighborhood, waving to neighbors as they performed various tasks outside. Some were trimming their palm trees, tossing the fronds to the ground below, where others were mowing and weed-whacking the trim. He cruised his way through until he hit the main road toward town. He sang along with the radio while he sped his way down the road, the ocean gleaming to his right.

A few minutes later, he pulled into Quickie Stop, the convenience store with charging stations out front. Passionara held no gas stations, other than at port for their ships. He pulled into a stall and made his way into the shop, the cool air conditioning greeting him as the doors opened.

"Morning Arnold!" Said Pete from behind the counter.

"Good morning, Pete, how are you today?" Arnold replied, unscrewing his water jug's cap.

"Fine as can be. Say, it's Newcomer Day, right?" Pete asked.

Arnold put his jug into the fill station and hit the button sending cold, fresh water to fill it up. "It sure is, got a pretty good group this time around too."

"Hell yeah, I've been waiting for some more tail to arrive, can't seem to strike it lucky with the gals already here. You gotta get them fresh!"

"Maybe," said Arnold, screwing the cap back onto his jug. "You would have some more luck if you didn't refer to them as 'tail', don't you think?"

Pete's face flushed red with embarrassment and he sat up straight, clearing his throat. "Yeah, yeah of course, I don't actually call them that to their faces, but you got a good point"

"I'm giving you grief, Pete. But there are a lot of great women here, and even more opportunities for enjoyment. You looking for a relationship or something?" Arnold asked.

"I mean, it would be nice to have something steady, but I'm not complaining at the endless expanse of pussy that's always available. I hope you don't mistake my comment for a complaint."

"Not at all. Have a good one, Pete, the store looks good. Keep up the good work and I'll see you around!" Arnold said with a wave as he left the store.

He hopped back in his Jeep and drove his way down to the docks where the Pearl would be arriving any moment. He smiled at the amount of vehicles in the parking lot, along with the group of people gathered around. Newcomer Day was always special on Passionara as the people waited eagerly to welcome the new additions. Everyone had their own agenda when it came to greeting the fresh arrivals, whether to make new acquaintances or rekindle with existing ones. It was an event that Arnold loved.

He parked and took a swig from his water jug before getting out to make his way toward the docks. As he grew closer, he could make out a tiny speck in the distance on the ocean and he didn't need to squint to know what it was. Passionara's Pearl was nearly there.

"Well what do we owe the pleasure of your acquaintance today, Mr. Passion?" Asked a voice from the crowd.

Arnold disliked when folks used his last name, not because he didn't like it, but because it made him feel disconnected from everyone else. It was almost as if they used it in reverence, which he didn't require or demand from anyone- Even if his namesake was tied to the very island they inhabited.

"Arnold, please. When was the last time you called me by my last name, Ben?" Arnold asked, smiling at the blonde gentlemen who asked the question.

Arnold knew that Ben and his group of buddies were here upon seeing the bright orange van that Ben owned parked crookedly in the parking lot. They made it a point to attend every Newcomers Day, hoping to scoop up all the pretty women and take them around the island. More often than not, it didn't work, and the women just hopped on the bus that awaited all new arrivals to take them around the island for their official welcome tour. Ben and his pals were good people, but their approach was shit.

"Right, right, Arnold, my bad," said Ben, holding out his hand. "You here to try and snag the pretty ones out from under us? Give us some competition?"

Arnold took Ben's hand and shook with a smile on his face. "No, not today, I'm here for one gal and one gal only."

"Oh shit," said Carl, Ben's closest friend. "Already sniping out the prettiest one probably. I guess when you own the place, you always get pick of the litter." Carl was surrounded by the other two men that always travelled with them.

"It's not like that, I'm just showing her around to help her get acquainted, it's been a long time coming getting her on the island. Also, if I may make a suggestion to you boys," said Arnold, looking between the four of them from under his dark sunglasses. "The goal is to make the newcomers feel welcomed, which is hard to do when you have four men trying to get you into an eyesore of a van. Remember, they are coming from the mainland where something like that is not a welcome gesture, and is rather off-putting."

"We don't mean anything by it, Arnold. We just want to get ourselves out there so they know who to come to." Said Ben, his smile faltering.

"Be that as it may, your approach is rather aggressive. Try introducing yourselves, exchanging contacts, and then be on your way. If they are interested, they will come to you." Said Arnold, holding his smile.

"That's good advice, Arthur," said a female voice behind him. He turned to see Bethany, one of the island's many gardeners, walking over to them. "Arnold probably gets more pussy than the lot of you combined, and it's not because he forces the subject. You could learn a thing or two from him. Trust me, I would know."

Arnold smiled as she placed a hand on his shoulder while looking between the four men standing around with shocked expressions. Bethany spoke her mind always. Her dark hair was pulled up into a bun and her eyes hid behind big, neon green sunglasses. Her sizable breasts were barely contained in her crop top and Arnold couldn't help but spare a quick glance. It's not like he hadn't seen them in all their glory already, because he had. Multiple times.

"You speaking from experience, Bethany?" Asked Carl.

"Of course I am. Fuck, any woman is almost magnetized to this hunk right here, kinda like his cock has an invisible string on all of us, right Arnold?" Bethany asked, giving him pat on the back.

"I wouldn't go that far," Arnold said, not relishing the attention. "But, I'm serious guys, maybe give the newbies a break and let them acclimate on their own, yeah?"

The four friends murmured to themselves and shuffled off into the crowd. Arnold knew that they would continue their scouting efforts, and he would always do what he could to deter them.

"You're too modest, Arnold." Said Bethany.

"Compared to you, of course I am. But, why would I need to talk myself up when I've got you doing it all for me?" Said Arnold.

"It's all true, you have an effect on people. I can only speak for myself, but that fucking third arm between your legs leaves a craving that doesn't go away easy. Also, it's always a good time, poking fun at those four."

Arnold laughed. They looked out as the Pearl crept closer and closer to the dock while the crowd conversed excitedly with one another. For most everyone, the identity of people on the boat was a mystery. It was a very thorough process in applying and getting approved to visit Passionara, one that took several months to complete, but you could never be too careful with newcomers.

"You just let me know when your bushes need trimming or your garden needs tending. I'll be over to make that happen, and you can tend to my garden." Said Bethany with a gentle squeeze of his arm.

She left his side to join the rest of the crowd, talking with another woman that Arnold couldn't remember the name of. He smiled at the memory from months back when he had hired Bethany to trim the rose bushes. He had come outside to offer her some water as the day was hot and humid, and had found her bent over in just her panties, her overalls and top lying on the grass next to her. Her skin glistened with sweat while she trimmed the thorny stems and her ass jutted out invitingly. Having noticed him there, staring at her figure, she swayed her backside even more.

"You could stand there staring at it, or you can pull down your shorts and give it a go, I wouldn't stop you." She said without looking back.

It didn't take any more convincing and within moments, Arnold had his erect prick locked and loaded in his hand and guided it to her pussy while pulling her panties to the side. He had fucked her doggystyle while she pruned the bushes- at least until she couldn't. He blew his load all over her back, his white cum shimmering in the sunlight. It was a good memory, but he had to pull himself back to the present before his cock hardened in his shorts for everyone to see.

He looked around at the crowd as they eagerly awaited the Pearl's arrival and it brought a smile to his face. Passionara was truly a gem; the most beautiful place in the world. Over the years it had continued to grow and develop as more and more people boarded Passionara's Pearl to make a new life, away from the mainland, and it showed no signs of stopping. As the Pearl arrived and safely docked, Arnold walked to the front of the crowd as the crew prepared for everyone to exit. He stood with his hands behind his back, a big grin on his face as everyone began offloading. It was there, near the back of the flood of newcomers that he saw her, the woman he had come here for. Scarlett.

***Thank you for taking the time to read the prologue of Passionara, a series that I am incredibly happy about bringing to life. I hope that you enjoyed the read and are looking forward to subsequent chapters, because I have so much planned! It's always a daunting process, getting something of this magnitude going, and I hope that you all find a place on the island!

I mentioned above, something about getting you, the reader, involved in shaping this story, so let me dive into more of those details. With Newcomer Day, the event that brings new additions to Passionara from the Pearl, the possibilities are endless on who shows up. Now, I cannot promise that I will be able to include everyone, and possibly not even the vast majority of them- depending on the amount of requests- I wanted to give you all the opportunity to create a character that could be introduced to the story at various intervals! In order for this to work, there are some guidelines on my bio page for reference!

You can go as detailed as you'd like when pitching a new character idea, including backstory, likes and dislikes, fetishes and kinks etc. so have some fun with it!

Now, for the future of the series, I wanted to dive in a bit more with what you can expect. Passionara has a lot of characters, each with their own stories and interests, which opens up a wide range of storytelling. I mentioned above that the balancing act on something this large can be difficult, yet I wanted to promise you that although there will be a lot of dialogue and world building, the sex will be intense and plentiful, so I hope you stick it out. I am excited to welcome you to the island of Passionara, and hope you stick around for some truly over the top encounters. As always, thank you very much for your support of me and the LLL, and I look forward to hearing from you all!***