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Well I can say I have had better days than today. But things are starting to look up. I am currently waiting for my bail to be set. I am still waiting for the final words from my lawyer, but the sergeant has said it should not be much more than a few hours. But before I explain what’s going on, let me give you a quick recap.

It’s been almost two weeks since I first met Candy. I met in her in the Rusted Nail, a nice bar if you like dives. It has since closed down; I am paying for the remodel. It should be done sometime tomorrow, at the latest. Hell it may be done right now, I have not been able to call them in over 24 hours, they were almost done last we spoke.

I won Candy by beating Snake, her former master, and the former leader of the local Outcasts. At the moment the Outcasts are no more, Snake is out of the hospital, but he ain’t happy. I know for certain that he is currently in the hands of my boys. Max is hanging on to him till I get back. Candy is currently also in Max’s care. And the Enforcers are now the only biker gang in town.

Most of the former Outlaws have joined the Enforcers, but not all, hence why I am rotting in a cell at the moment. Max in now my right hand, he is in charge of the Enforcers till I get back.

This part resumes from the day after the last part. Candy and I are sleeping in my loft. We have a meeting with the new gang later tonight; I have a class to attend before then. I was awoken by a knock at my door. Candy and I were both naked. I got up, making certain to cover her body with a sheet. She was still sleeping. I quickly slipped on a pair of boxers and headed for the door. The door to my loft slides to open; it is fairly heavy steel, with a track at the top and bottom. I have had a view hole added. I approached it and looked through it.

I was a little startled by what I saw. Just on the other side of the door I could make out at least five Outlaws holding bats, not exactly amused. There is only one way into my loft, and this is it. I realize that this may not seem very wise, but I chose to open the door while only wearing my boxers. I grabbed the door solidly, violently sliding it open, making certain to not leave myself prone.

With the door wide open, I could make out a dozen men. I firmly said: “What do you want?” The just stared at me, I backed up a few feet and in a more casual voice said: “You have chosen to wake me, what is the reason for your visit?”

One of them moved forward a few steps, sized me up then in a weak voice said: “Are you Vinny?” I nodded. His buddies’ faces filled with fear. “Would you happen to be the guy who fucked up Snake?” I nodded again. He sized me up again then said weakly: “Snake sent us to teach you a lesson.” I got into a fighting stance.

The speaker saw this and fear filled his face. None of them moved to attack me, I sized them up; they were just a rabble. I said casually: “You guys weren’t told much about me.” They all shook their heads, “And I take it Snake sent you.” They nodded yes. “You don’t really want to fight me now that you have seen me.” They shook their heads again.

I relaxed my stance; their attention seemed to have moved from me to something behind me; I turned my head, Candy in all her naked glory was walking up to me. By her expression I could tell she did not know any of these men. I casually said: “Morning Candy, it seems we have a little unexpected company.”

Candy smiled and continued walking to me, obviously not minding being naked in front of these men. I turned back to them and said sternly: “This is Candy, she is my girl, you can look, but if you touch her I will put you in the hospital like Snake.”

All of them in chorus said: “Yep, understood Vinny.”

Candy was now by my side, smiling at me, I turned to face her. I placed a soft kiss on her lips, hugging her close. She stroked my cheek lightly then lovingly said: “Good morning love, are your friends coming in?”

I looked at the boys and said: “So what will it be?”

The spokesmen looked at his boys and said: “We have to go; Snake has a lot of explaining to do.” They began to turn to leave, I motioned them to stop.

I casually said: “If you guys want to join me, or find out why I did this, there will be a meeting tomorrow night at six in front of the Rusted Nail, well the former Rusted Nail.”

The spokesman said: “We will be there, see you then.” They waved as they left. I closed the door and locked it. Candy was still standing beside me; I hugged her close and kissed her again.

Candy smiled: “Maybe we should move up the meeting.”

I held her close and said: “Yep looks like we may have a few extra factors to deal with. I will call Max; he’ll be able to arrange it.” I looked at Candy, she was sexy. “We can spend a little time alone while he calls everybody else.” Candy smiled. I looked at my watch: “It’s nine now, I’ll have him get the group together for two, which should give us enough time.” Candy walked away sexily weaving her ass.

I watched her intently, realizing I should hurry. I picked up the phone and called Max. I gave him a quick update on the situation, and asked him to get his boys together, as well as all the guys that we had already recruited; he told me everything would be ready for two. I hung up the phone and headed to where Candy had vanished.

Candy had climbed the stairs up to the upper level of the loft. That’s where our bed was currently located. It also acted as a bedroom; there were a few dressers and other useful things. Candy was still naked, spread eagle on the bed. She had her eyes closed and was fondling her breasts. A look of joy filled her face; she looked so sexy that I moved closer to her and softly stroked her lower leg.

Her eyes opened softly as she said: “Nice to see you have chosen to join me.” I smiled broadly “So what would you like to do?” Her hands were now moving slower.

I replied softly: “You look so happy all alone, do you mind if I watch you?”

Candy looked at me a little puzzled, then smiled and said: “Ok, but I want to feel you cum on my body after.”

I smiled: “Do you want me to masturbate on to you, or did you have something else in mind?”

Candy had a wicked grin as she said: “You’ll see after, but you have to agree to do anything I want.” I nodded my agreement. Candy smiled and said: “Now have a seat and you can watch me get off.” I dropped my boxers, then sat down at the end of the bed, I made certain not to touch her and also to be just out of reach.

Candy’s slit was visibly wet. She noticed me looking at her pussy and slowly lowered her left hand; when it reached the top of her folds she parted her fingers in a V, spreading her lips in the process. I was captivated by the beauty of her exposed sex. The soft pink outer lips, the delicate reddish inner lips, even the subtle hint of her deep pink clit not yet fully exposed. I loved to look at women’s pussies, and Candy’s was the best, not because of how it looked, well not only, it was because I was madly in love with the owner. Candy is the first women I have ever truly loved, I thought I had loved before, but with Candy it was deeper.

I looked lovingly at Candy’s face, her eyes met mine; she knew how much she meant to me and softly said: “I love you too Vinny; meeting you has been the highest point in my life.”

I lovingly replied: “You are the high point of my life, Candy.”

She smiled, licked her lips then said: “Let me put on a little show for you love.”

My eyes moved back down to her exposed sex, her right hand had joined her left. She was teasing her now completely exposed clit; it stood out quite prominently now. Slowly she moved her right index finger from her clit into her vagina; she soon had it in to the second knuckle. She slowly pistoned it back and forth a few times, her finger was now glistening with her juices, she moved it back to her clit, covering it with her nectar.

After a few seconds of teasing Candy moved her hands down, she gently grasped each of her outer lips, between thumb and index, and softly spread them apart. Causing her inner lips to open like a blossoming rose, she kept going until her lips were stretched and her vagina spread open. For the first time in my life I could see into Candy’s body, her love canal was glistening with her juices, I was severely tempted to touch her.

Candy’s middle fingers extended towards her core; slowly she pivoted her hands till her two extended fingers touched, mere millimetres from her opening. Gently she moved her hands back, her fingers entering her body. A moan escaped her lips as her finger disappeared into her excited body.

It was the most erotic thing I had ever seen. I moved my eyes to Candy’s face, it was covered with a soft lustful, yet loving grin; her eyes were closed. Her chest was heaving, her breathing growing shallower by the second. I noticed that I was also now quite aroused myself. Candy’s eyes opened slowly, meeting mine.

She licked her lips seductively, her back arched mildly, my gaze moved back to her active fingers, her thumbs now pinched her clit, her index fingers had joined her middle fingers, letting her clit slip from her thumbs her finger started pistoning into her body. Her body now glistening with sweat, her breath ragged, her back arched once again, and with a loud cry Candy came. Her body convulsed as her orgasm surged through her. I could not help myself and started stroking my engorged member.

As Candy’s orgasm finally subsided she noticed what I was doing and weakly said in a stern voice: “Stop that, I have plans for it.”

Her strength just beginning to return she sat up. I left my hand on my hard cock, but it lay still. Candy smiled and said in a loving tone: “I want you to cum all over my tits.”

I smiled as I got up, resuming my stroking, I was pretty close to coming. I moved over to Candy, and placed myself correctly to be able to hit her chest as I came. Candy giggled as I increased my tempo, my ball tightened and I started to cum. My aim was true and I hit Candy right between her breasts. I aimed myself to get each of her nipples and soon enough I had covered Candy with a dozen ropes of my semen. It dripped slowly down her breasts.

Candy giggled as she worked my cum into her bosom, her face filled with joy, she got up and placed a quick kiss on my lips. She had kept her chest away from mine, to avoid covering me in my own semen. I hugged her close, prolonging the kiss. Candy ended the kiss and asked me softly: “You’re covered in your own cum, doesn’t it bother you?”

I smiled and said: “It’s not the first time, and I’m certain it won’t be the last. After all, it happens to me when I jerk off, why should I care?”

Candy looked puzzled, then said: “I never thought of it that way.” She paused then in a questioning tone said: “But then why did Snake and his friends fear it so much?”

I hugged her close, smearing more cum into my chest and said: “That’s easy. They’re limp dicked losers, and they can’t fight either.” Candy laughed uncontrollably.

After she was done she looked at us, covered in my cum, she lovingly said: “I think we best take a shower,” she paused and with a sly grin said: “maybe we should also clean up, after we have to be in a meeting later on.” I laughed lightly. We walked to the bathroom. Candy had her hand on my ass, and I had my on hers.

We reached the bathroom fairly quickly; I turned on the water and set the temperature as Candy found a couple of towels for us to dry with after. I held her hand and gallantly showed her into the shower. Candy just laughed at the cute, but pointless gesture. I hopped in behind her. Grabbing the soap, I began washing her and, when she turned to kiss me, I moved my soapy hands to her tight butt letting my hands soap up her cheeks. Candy’s hands firmly cupped my ass. I moved my hands up her back soaping it up also. Candy’s slick body smothered mine. She hugged me close, our kiss still unbroken.

Candy finally broke the passionate embrace, I softly said: “Let me clean you up a little, and then we can have a little more fun.” Candy nodded her agreement. I quickly soaped up her body from head to toe being gentle yet quick, Candy repeated the process on me; we were quickly both clean. I moved my hand to Candy’s pussy as she moved hers to my engorged cock. An idea quickly struck me: “Candy,” she looked directly into my eyes “I have an idea,” she waited eagerly “how about we get each other off?”

Candy smiled at the concept and teasingly said: “That’s sounds deliciously naughty.” Candy’s hand on my penis started to jack me off; the water and soap made a great lube. I slid one of my hands to her engorged clit, while the other attacked her ass. She moaned softly as I ran my fingers across her anus. I let one of my fingers poke at her asshole, it let it in easily; Candy smiled in thanks. I started to roll her clit between my fingers, she shivered ever so slightly. I felt my orgasm rapidly approaching.

When I pulled my finger slowly out of her ass, she looked at me with a frown, but as I slowly entered her ass with two fingers, he face filled with surprise, and just as quickly returned to a lustful smile. I had to use all of my self control to stave off my orgasm, but I felt my resolve fading quickly. Candy placed a soft kiss on my lips; I felt her shiver, her anus tightened around my fingers, she was cumming, then I let loose spraying my cum all over Candy’s firm tummy. We both started to probe each other’s mouth, enjoying the high.

I was a little weak after cumming, but that passed very quickly; Candy was however not faring as well and was now slumped against me, barely able to stand. I hugged her close in a effort to support her. Her soft skin against mine reminded me of the great joy we had experienced together, I looked deep into Candy’s eyes and said in a loving tone: “That was nice, do you want me to help you out of the shower.” She nodded weakly, I picked Candy up; cradling her in my arms I walked out of the shower and sat her on the toilet.

She smiled weakly as I wiped my body. After quickly drying myself off I helped Candy to her feet and dried her lovely body, her strength had returned, but she just let me continue my ministrations. She was soon dry, I cradled her in my arms again and carried her to our bed; she laid her face against my chest as I carried her. I could feel her love.

When we arrived at the bed I sat her down softly, she smiled and said: “Thanks Vinny that was the nicest thing I have ever experienced.” She took a quick look at the clock and said: “It’s getting late, let’s get dressed, we have to meet with Max and the boys.”

I looked at the clock, we only had an hour before the meeting, I quickly got dressed, Candy took a little while longer, I took the opportunity to check up on the preparations and called Max. He told me everything was a go, I thanked him.

Candy was now ready and we headed out. We got onto my Harley and headed to Max’s. Max lived in a pretty rural area and had a large property, I was still a little surprised when his house came into view, there were at least fifty motorcycles and even a few vans, I knew we had a few extra recruits, but there were more than I expected. I came up quick on the front, nobody was in sight, but we had already agreed to meet behind Max’s house.

Candy and I got off the bike and headed to the house, the roar of a large crowd could now be heard, we headed around the house, what I saw next really floored me, there were well over a hundred people in the back, women and men, they were all just standing there. Max noticed me and walked up to me, the crowd followed him, and grew silent the second they recognized us. Candy was a little surprised and stood close to me.

Max said loudly: “Vinny, the man of the hour, we welcome you.” The crowd started to cheer, since everybody was now facing me I motioned for their silence. A hush fell over the crowd again.

Working up my confidence I spoke: “I am happy to see all of you, I am amazed at the high turnout.” Max had reached me and now stood by my side, “I am certain that you all know that the local Outlaws are no more.” The crowd cheered “I also assume you all know my new general Max.” Max was a little surprised and shook my hand. “And for any of you who have not met Candy, she is my love, and my partner in this little endeavour.” The crowd cheered again.

I looked at Max; he turned to the crowd and said: “You have all chosen to join us, to join the Enforcers.” The crowd cheered. “Vinny is the boss, and tomorrow we officially inform the remaining Outlaws that we are taking over this town.” The crowd went wild.

I motioned for silence, the crowd went silent again: “After seeing all the new members I don’t see a need for it, but tomorrow we are going to go on a recruitment run, and we are going to make Snake understand he is no longer welcome here.” The crowd cheered me on, “Max and I will answer your questions, and then you can all spend a few hours here. Consider this part one of the party, Max has arranged for food for all of you.”

The crowd cheered loudly, and then we went through a quick question period. Everybody relaxed and had fun, there were hotdogs for all and soon enough games were set up. A few four man tug of wars, arm wrestling, fighting pits, motorcycle chicken, races and the other fun stuff they could think up. The party carried on well into the night. Max, Candy and I retired to the house to talk.

I started: “Max I want Candy to stay here for a while, a posse visited us this morning and I know the next few days are going to dangerous, I heard that Snake has asked the Outlaws to send a pack to teach me a lesson.” Candy’s face filled with fear.

Max looked a little concerned: “You may want to lay low also, after all the Outlaws play for keeps and you just took over one of their towns.”

I smiled and said: “I am taking precautions, four of my best men are coming to back me up; I have also pulled out my bullet-proofed leather jacket; I am ready for them.”

Candy and Max still looked worried. I replied assuringly: “I will be ok, I have to do this.”

They knew I was right but still did not want to see me hurt. Candy in a loving tone said: “Vinny, please be careful, I don’t know what I would do if I lost you.”

Max added: “Vinny, watch your back, and best of luck.”

I hugged them both and said: “Max, grab some guys and let’s go and pick up Candy’s stuff, I will have to stay alone at home tonight.” Candy looked a little fearful. I hugged her close: “I will be back tomorrow afternoon, or at least will give you news.”

Candy held me close and cried into my shirt. I gently stroked her hair as I tenderly said: “This is not goodbye; it’s just see you later. I will be back as soon as possible.”

We headed to my loft, Candy and Max gathered up her stuff while ten of Max’s boys guarded the place. We had taken eight motorcycles and a van. Candy and Max wished me luck and headed out. I was left alone; it was almost midnight so I went to bed after solidly bolting the door shut. I fell asleep quickly.

I didn’t get much sleep, a few hours later I was awoken by a loud knock on my door, I had gone to bed fully dressed so I just got up and headed to the door, I looked through the hole, two of my Wheeler friends were there. I noticed their attention was focused on something further down the hall. I rapidly unlocked the door and opened it slowly. They heard the door and Frank whispered to Paul: “Go and get Ed and Allen.” Paul headed down the hall. Frank’s attention turned to me and he quickly said: “Don’t mean to wake you, but we have a little situation and figured you might be able to help us.”

I motioned for him to come in, Paul, Ed and Allen were soon back and also hurried in, I closed and locked the door as Frank said: “Vinny, there’s twenty Outlaws waiting outside, looks like there are going to be a few more, and they’re all armed to the teeth.”

“I fancy a swim.” Jenny said at the end of the meal.

Louise definitely perked up.

“Would you like to come?” I asked her.

The corners of her mouth seemed to twitch as if she were about to smile and I was certain I saw her head move in a nod.

“I’ll help her get ready and we’ll be at you chalet in fifteen minutes.” Carole said. “I’m going for a lie down after lunch.”

I would have preferred her to take thirty minutes but there you are.

I went back to the chalet with Jenny after half promising to play another round of golf later in the week.

I pulled on my swimming trunks watching as Jenny stripped to put on her costume. When she was naked I pulled

her towards me.

I kissed her on the lips, her cheek and put my tongue in her ear.

“Stop.” She gasped. “They’ll be here soon.”

I pushed her back onto the bed and pulled out my rapidly growing prick.

“They may be late.” I said, placing the tip of my prick against her opening and pushing inside.

She wrapped her arms around my back as I moved in and out. Her fanny tightened around me. I moved faster. I could hear knocking at the door. I moved faster still. I heard it open.

“Paul? Jenny?” She called. “Are you there.”

“I am.” I called back.

And I was.

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Jamaican Fun. Part 5.

A Paul and Jenny Story.

(Copyright 2000 by Paul. All rights reserved).

All characters and events are fictitious.

*Chapter 10. *

I awoke with a hard on.

I lay on my back thinking about the previous day.

Salvaging a little pride at golf was pleasing. Especially as Jenny had been there to watch my finest five minutes ever on a golf course.

Louise in a swimsuit was also pleasing. When she had sat on her towel on the beach with her knees up and her thighs parted I could make out every detail of her fanny. Some of the material seemed to have been inside her, emphasising the line of her crack.

She had noticed me staring and had just smiled.

She didn’t seem to want to leave my side. Even when I went to the toilet behind the beach bar she had followed me.

Perhaps she recognised me as the person who released her from the bed and beat out the flames in her hair.

She did take my hands at one point and looked at the palms. Tracing the outlines of the little white patches of skin with her fingertips.

Then she had looked frightened.

I would probably have put my arm around her if Jenny hadn’t been there.

Instead I pointed out a small cruise liner in the bay and told her it was just like the one we went on a cruise on eighteen months before.

There was what could only be called a rich man’s yacht moored near to it. I pointed out to Jenny that it looked a little low in the water.

She wasn’t interested.

We had spent less than an hour on the beach and in the sea. I signed for Rum punch’s’ each for us at the bar and we sat at a table in the shade watching the family.

The beach attendant must have warned them not to stay in the sun too long for the next minute we had them on the table next to us.

The children tried to engage Louise in conversation but she had just moved closer to me and stared away. Jenny had had a quick word with their parents and they were called away.

Then I had to tell them a story.

I talked about an archaeological dig in Cyprus and the discovery of old, old necklaces from ancient Egypt. Of a gun fight in a cave and rescue by the British Army. They liked that part.

Leaving out the raping of a man and a woman I moved on to a cruise up the Nile to Luxor, the ancient capital.

Of magic in ancient temples. Of swords and fighting. Of a man whom we thought was dead coming back to life.

There were questions about that part.

Jenny chipped in with a part about a young girl dressed as a handmaiden being rescued by a brave hero.

I certainly didn’t recognise myself from her description but other people see you in different ways I suppose. She then assured them it was only a story and they shouldn’t believe a word of it. Especially the part about the hero.

“Did the hero get a reward?” Lesley, the eldest daughter asked.

“Oh yes.” She’d smiled. “Many times.”

I caught a smile on the face of Kate, the mother, at this remark.

I’d enjoyed my rewards.

Perhaps I was due one more.

Jenny moved beside me and placed her head on my shoulder. I looked down into her blue eyes.

“What are you thinking about?” She asked, running her fingers through the few hairs I had on my chest.

“Hero’s and rewards.” I replied running my fingers down her spine. She was just to far down the bed for me to reach her ass.

She felt my balls.

We hadn’t made love the night before. What with the golf, the sun and jet lag I was asleep as soon as my head had touched the pillow.

“Do you think you deserve more reward?”

“I won the golf.”

“Yes, you did.” She picked up my prick. “I still don’t see why it isn’t a hole in one.”

“Because it took me two shots to get it down.”

“But when you took your shot off because of your handicap that left one. If you had hit it in the hole in one go and you took your shot off. That would have meant you had got the ball in without taking a shot. It seems to be an unnecessarily complicated game.”

She picked up my prick and stroked the foreskin back and forth. I wasn’t going to argue with her.

She stopped stroking and looked at me.

“You are getting on very well with Louise.” She squeezed my prick a little. “Everybody was saying how more alert she seemed.”

“I have a theory.”

She re-commenced her stroking.

“Hmm.” It was nice.

“What’s your theory?”

“I was the last person she saw before she became unconscious and I was trying to help her.”

“That’s true.” She licked her lips. “I need to think about this”

She moved down the bed taking the sheet with her. I felt her warm breath on the tip of my prick then the warmth and softness of her mouth as her lips encircled it. I closed my eyes and ran my fingers through her hair.

Mustn’t be idle, even if I am a hero getting his just desserts.

“Turn around so I can do it to you.”

“In a minute. This one’s on me.” She lifted her head for a second, smiled at me then resumed her stroking and sucking.

I felt the familiar tightening of the balls and the slight swelling of my prick. Signs that I was near to coming. She must have felt them as well for she tightened her grip with hand and mouth and quickened her movements.

My breath seemed to catch in the back of my throat as my prick jerked and pumped inside her mouth.

She swallowed, spluttered and swallowed again.

She lifted her head there were little drops of come on the corners of her mouth. She flicked out her tongue, twice, to catch them and swallowed.

“Thank you.” I smiled at her.

“Your turn.” She said crawling up my body and placing a knee either side of my head.

I loved the smell of woman, well Jenny anyway, first thing in the morning. I pulled her fanny lips apart with my thumbs and licked inside.

She made a back of the throat noise.

I pulled her ass cheeks apart and licked down towards her anus, circling the tight folds of skin with the tip of my tongue, causing her to gasp, then licking back, along her fanny lips until I could suck her clit out to play.

Some more indescribable noises came from her. Her hips started to move backwards and forewords and side to side.

She lifted herself up and I followed her clit with my tongue. She gasped and dropped down grinding herself against my face as she came.

She looked down at my eyes.

She smiled. My return smile was lost in her fanny.

She climbed off and lay down by my side.

This time I could reach her ass and I ran a finger between the cheeks stopping at, and gently rubbing, her anus.

“Hmm.” She snuggled closer. “That’s nice.”

I looked down at my prick. It was growing. She followed my eyes, reached down, picked it up and started stroking it.

“It doesn’t seem to want to go down. What shall we do with it.”

“It wants to be inside you.”

“I wish I could speak prick. Then I’d know what it wanted and where it wanted to go without having to disturb you.”

“I like being involved.”

“Only with me, I hope.”

“Of course.” Better not prolong this conversation. “Lie on your back.”

“Oh is that what you want?”

“Please.”

“That’s better.”

She rolled over onto her back and I lay between her open thighs.

She reached down between us with both hands and, holding her fanny lips open with one, guided me in with the other. She bent her knees as I penetrated her, placing her heels on my ass cheeks.

I grunted.

“What’s wrong.” She asked, concern in her eyes.

“Nothing.” I kissed her forehead. “Just enjoying it.”

With her hands on my sides she closed her eyes as I started moving in and out of her.

“Don’t fall asleep.” I said, ramming it in a little harder.

“Oh don’t. I was enjoying that.”

I slowed.

She closed her eyes and smiled.

I gave her my long, slow strokes routine. Once she arched her back to take a little more of me inside. Not that there was much more to let her have. Our pubic mounds touched as it was.

I wished I had a eight or nine inch dick like I’d read about in magazines. Everybody in America had one whereas I couldn’t manage seven inches. I hoped Jenny didn’t feel deprived.

I didn’t really want to know the answer.

“What are you thinking about?” She asked sleepily.

“Nothing.” I almost snapped.

“There is something. Tell me.”

She lifted her head until our noses touched.

“Just being silly.”

“Tell me.”

I could feel her nails against my skin.

“Tell me.”

They started to dig in. I stopped moving in and out.

“I didn’t think I was big enough for you.”

“What are you talking about?”

“You know. Mr Willie.”

“He’s perfect for me.” She wrapped her arms around my back and squeezed. “I’ve told you that before. I think he’s wonderful.”

“You’re just saying that.”

“I mean it. It doesn’t always do what it should but it is just the right size for me. More would be wasted. I wouldn’t want to lie here knowing half of you was outside.”

I started moving again.

“See. It knows every inch of me.”

She squeezed me. Inside her.

I closed my eyes. I quickened. She was kissing my chin and my neck. Making little noises in the back of her throat.

She started panting. Throwing her head from side to side. She held her breath and her whole body tensed. I kept moving. Pumping my sperm into her.

Pulling out I rolled over onto my back. She lay on her side with her hand supporting her head and looked down at me.

“Fancy a swim?” She asked.

She was placing my prick in different positions as if it were a hand on a clock face.

“I think I’d rather stay here.” I said, feeling her breasts.

“No.” She said sitting up. “We’ll wear it out. Let’s go for a swim”

She went the bathroom. I heard the toilet flush, and she returned with our swimming costumes from the shower curtain rail where they had hung all night.

She stepped into hers, slipped on her sandals and stood waiting at the foot of the bed.

“Alright. I’m coming.” I sat up and pulled on my trunks. I made sure the keys to the chalet and some dollar bills were in the pockets of my shirt and followed her into the lounge. A strong looking metal box had been bolted to one of the shelves of the small bar for securing valuables that we hadn’t lodged in the Hotel safe. Passports, tickets and most of our traveller’s cheques were in that one. The four hundred I’d won at golf together with what remained of the cash we had travelled over with were in the one behind the bar with my wallet and Jenny’s shoulder bag.

I followed her outside watching the material of her costume ride up between her ass cheeks. I lock the door and taking her hand walked down the short flight of steps to the Hotels private beach. It was deserted. I looked at my watch. Seven-thirty. No bloody wonder.

“Do you know what time it is?” I asked as we spread out our towels close to the high tide mark.

She ignored the question.

“It’s lovely.” She touched the water with her toe. “Come on.”

I took off my shirt and placed it on my towel.

I looked across the bay. The cruise liner had gone. Was I imagining it or did the yacht appear to be riding higher in the water.

Jenny splashed me.

“Right Miss. You asked for this.” I said, running into the water after her.

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Jamaican Fun.Part 6.

A Paul and Jenny Story.

(Copyright 2000 by Paul).

All characters and events are fictitious.

*Chapter 11. *

After a shower we went to the restaurant for breakfast of cereals and fruit with a large pot of coffee. We sat out on the terrace that overlooked the swimming pool.

We had finished eating and were starting our third cup of coffee when Carole and Louise joined us.

Carole kissed us both good morning and suddenly Louise did the same to me.

The others looked at me then at each other.

“We’ve had more response from her since you two came than in the last eight months, well since the trouble before Christmas anyway.” Carole said, munching on bread roll and jam.

“I think its Paul. He has a theory.”

Jenny told her it.

Carole nodded.

“There could be something in that.” She thought for a second.

“I’ve got to make the rounds of all the people involved in Saturday.” She continued. “Would you like to come with me? Perhaps Louise would like to stay here with Paul and have a swim or something.”

“That’s a good idea.” Jenny smiled at me. “You don’t want to traipse around shops and suppliers, do you?”

“I’d rather not.” I agreed.

“Louise.” Carole spoke to her. “Will you stay here with Paul.”

Louise definitely smiled.

It was settled then. I was to baby sit a twenty-four year old with a body to die for.

“Oh, the men were looking for you earlier. Something about golf?”

I’d only half promised.

After everyone had finished eating Jenny and I went back to the chalet whilst Carole and Louise returned to their rooms.

Jenny changed her shorts for a wrap around skirt. Resisted my efforts to get her to take it off, took a hundred dollars from the box and was ready on our little veranda when Louise and Carole arrived. I had on my Bermuda shorts and a safari shirt with breast pockets.

Carole looked lumpy in a maternity dress whilst Louise looked stunning in shorts, sandals, swimsuit and open blouse.

I kissed Jenny goodbye and gave her ass a squeeze.

I went back inside the lounge and sat in an armchair opposite Louise.

She lent back on the cushions, her thighs slightly parted. Her shorts were baggy around the legs and tight around her crutch. I could see the mound formed by her fanny.

I must have been staring for she crossed her legs.

I looked up at her face. She was smiling.

She uncrossed her legs and left them open. She scratched her leg, inside her shorts about an inch from her fanny.

My prick started growing.

I willed it to go down. The more I concentrated on it the more it seemed to grow. I crossed my legs with difficulty. I shouldn’t be having these thoughts. Louise wasn’t well. She was just acting naturally as a child would. She wasn’t trying to be seductive.

“Shall we go for a swim?” I asked, perhaps the water would make it go down.

She hitched up her breasts in her swimsuit.

I was going to have to visit the toilet.

“Would you like a drink?” I asked.

She smiled.

Go down prick.

I managed to stand up and turn my back on her in one movement and made my way to the bar. I took out two bottles of coke, opened them and poured the contents into two tumblers and placed them on the coffee table. She caught hold of my wrist and almost pulled me down next to her on the sofa.

I sat still, just letting her hold my hand. Not moving, just wishing my prick would go down.

I held her glass for her to drink as I didn’t think she was ever going to let go of my hand. She looked at the marks on my wrist and forearm and captured that hand as I released her glass.

Well at least I had my right hand back and having nowhere else to put it lay my arm along the back of the sofa behind her.

Her fingers traced the outlines of the scars on my left on my left forearm and wrists and the fingers of my hand.

She turned her head to face me and I kissed her. I hadn’t planed to. It just happened.

At first her lips were tense then they relaxed and opened. My tongue slipped between them. She grunted.

I pulled back. I don’t know who was the more shocked. She or me.

“I’m sorry.” I stuttered. “I didn’t mean to do that.”

She just looked at me. It seemed for a moment as if she was going to say something. She seemed to be straining.

There were tears in her eyes. Then on her cheeks. I brushed them away with my fingers. She turned her head away but not before I felt the lines on her face underneath her carefully styled hair.

I gently held her chin and turned her head towards me.

“No.” Her voice was deep. Deeper than I remembered.

“Don’t worry.” I tried to sound soothing. “Nobody can hurt you now.”

“Fire.”

“It’s out.” I lifted her hair from the side of her face. Her ear was shrivelled to two thirds of normal size. Half a dozen thin white lines fanned out towards the corners of her eye and mouth. Disfiguring, yes, but not hideously so.

She tried to turn her head away.

I held it still and looked into her eyes.

“It’s over now.” I tried to sound encouraging. “They are all dead. Nobody is going to hurt you anymore.”

“The old man.” Her voice was lightening. “He raped me.”

“I know.” I didn’t but I thought it best to agree with her.

“One of the sons.”

“They can’t do it again.”

“He cut me.”

She slid her arms from the sleeves of her blouse and straps of her swimsuit. She pointed to the marks on her breasts and ribs as if she were a child showing off a bruise.

“There and there and there.”

“You don’t have to show me.” I tried to take my eyes from them, and failed. “I know.”

“The men who came into our house liked looking at them.” She cupped her breasts as if weighing them. “Why don’t you?”

“Oh I do. But it’s not right. Not like this.”

“Like this then.”

She stood up and slipped the swimsuit off and let it fall to the floor. She stood in front of me naked. Legs slightly apart.

A thick mass of blond pubic hairs was level with my eyes. I could see the lips of her fanny between her legs. I could smell woman.

She pulled my face to her and I automatically stuck out my tongue.

She tensed as it brushed her clit.

This was wrong. I was taking advantage of her. I tried to pull my head away but she pulled me back.

“Please.” She said softly.

This surely couldn’t do her any harm.

Reaching behind her I felt her ass cheeks as I licked at her clit again. I could hear her breathing change. Her hips started to move, grinding her fanny against my face. I rubbed her anus with a finger from one hand and managed to force a finger into her fanny from behind.

She was wet. I suppose she hadn’t had sex in eighteen months unless she did it to herself.

She grunted, groaned and moaned then collapsed by my side. I put my arm around her and held her.

She looked at me and smiled. I felt one of her breasts. It felt so firm the nipple so hard. I lowered my mouth to it and sucked. Her breath seemed to catch in the back of her throat as she ran her fingers through my hair.

I moved to her other nipple and swirled my tongue around it. She sighed.

I helped her to lie back on the sofa, bent her knees and kissed the backs of her thighs down to her ass cheeks. I licked along the crack between the, touched her anus then moved up to her fanny. I sucked on her lips to open her hole then licked inside it.

Her thighs were already tightening around my head as I reached her clit. Her body tensed and she held her breath as I flicked it with my tongue. A gurgling sound came from the back of her throat and her body went limp.