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It was strange for him to enter the adult novelty store alone. Typically the redhead would be with him, they always enjoy browsing through all the kinky and erotic items. But this time he was alone. He was looking for a certain item that he intended to surprise her with. Glancing toward the back of the store, he saw Lisa behind the counter. He and the redhead had met Lisa on their first visit to this particular store. During that visit, the three of them had engaged in an impromptu sex session in the changing room [see chapter 5]. Since that first encounter, Lisa had tried out The Chair on two separate occasions [see chapters 7 & 10].

After exchanging pleasantries with Lisa, he told her what he was looking for. He was looking for a kit to make a rubber mold of his penis. He intended to use it to make a lifelike attachment for one of The Chair’s thrusting units. He had actually heard on television that Carmen Electra had received just such a kit at her recent bachelorette party. Lisa knew exactly what he wanted and within one minute she handed him the package. He asked her not to mention to the redhead as he wanted it to be a surprise. He then took the opportunity to continue looking around while he was there. As he turned down one of the narrow aisles, he bumped into a short brunette, almost knocking her to the floor. As he started to apologize he stopped in mid-sentence when he recognized her. Rose was a dancer he had met several years ago through another friend of his. They had hit it off from the first time they spoke. He often found it hard to carry on a conversation with someone he had just met, but with her this wasn’t the case. He towered over her by nearly one foot.

As they stood there between the vibrators and leather bondage toys, they caught up on the changes in each other’s lives. It had been almost a year since he had last seen her. When he mentioned that he was starting production of The Chair, Rose was very excited for him. He had shared his ideas about The Chair with her many times in the past and she had always been very intrigued by the thought of such a chair. When he told her that she was welcome anytime to come see The Chair, she asked him if now was all right. He told her now would be fine, he had already completed his shopping and just had to pay for his purchase. As they exited the store, he gave her the address and directions to the apartment. Fifteen minutes later they both pulled up in the driveway. The redhead was not there so he brought the molding kit in from the car. He would be able to find someplace inside to hide it from her.

He showed Rose around the apartment before revealing The Chair to her. When he pulled the sheet off, it was in the normal seating position so it looked like a normal chair with some cuffs attached for the arms and legs. He turned on the computer and put The Chair into demo mode. As The Chair extended the extremity supports, changed its orientation, and demonstrated its thrusting units, Rose was becoming visually excited. She told him enthusiastically that it was even kinkier than he had ever described. He took that as the compliment that it was intended as. He then told her that he had to hide his purchase before the redhead showed up. She asked to see what he had bought and after she looked at the package, she asked him if she could help him with it. He thought about it and told her that it might be easier if he had an assistant. As she opened the package, he cleared an area where they could mix up the molding compound. After Rose had read the directions aloud, she told him that he should get undressed. Being nude in front of Rose didn’t bother him, she had practically seen him this way before. In fact it was rather exciting with him being naked while she was completely dressed. The directions said that once they mixed the compound, they wouldn’t have much time before it started to set, so she told him that he should be good and hard before she started mixing. She then totally surprised him by kneeling in front of him and taking his semi-hard dick in her mouth. Within a matter of 30 seconds, her oral technique had his dick as hard as he had ever been. She then moved to the table and mixed the mold compound while he positioned his erection in the end of the plastic tube that came with the kit. She then began pouring the mixture into the opening in the tube, taking care not to leave any air pockets that would leave a void in the mold. The gooey mixture felt good as it enveloped his manhood. It was a little cool, but not unbearable. Once the tube was full, it was important for him to remain erect inside the mixture and not to move. Rose seemed to have her own thoughts on how to accomplish this. She was now standing behind him as she reached between his legs and wrapped her hand around his balls. She proceeded to rotate them within his ballsack like Captain Queeg (as played by Humphrey Bogart) played with the steel marbles in The Caine Mutiny. Her actions had the desired effect and he remained hard for the three minutes until the compound had solidified. It took both of them working together to extract his penis from the rubber compound. As he pulled free from the mold there was a loud sucking sound as air rushed in to fill the vacuum left where his dick had been. This caused them both to begin laughing. While he stashed the mold in the back of the closet for it to completely cure, Rose cleaned up the mess they had made during the process. When he returned to her, she helped him remove a few stray bits of mold compound that were stuck in his pubic hair. When she had finished, she asked him the question he had waited to hear. Could she try The Chair?

He smiled and told her that he had been waiting for her to ask. As they made their way to The Chair, he warned her that they have found that there is side effect to using The Chair. He told her that the occupant soon develops an undeniable, almost insatiable need for sex with a real person. She wasn’t sure that he was serious, but she willing to risk it. She looked down at his erect cock and told him that it looked like he would be able to treat her.

He then helped her undress before putting her into The Chair. When she was naked, he took a moment to appreciate the beauty of the five foot two inch brunette standing before him. Her blue/grey eyes had a hypnotic quality. Her 115 pounds were well distributed over her 34-25-36 figure. Her nipples protruded from her areolas like two dark pink pencil erasers. He then took her by the arm and helped her into The Chair. He then fastened the cuffs around her ankles, thighs, wrists, and waist. He then confirmed with her again that she wanted to try it. When she said that she was sure she did, he then pulled the small nipple sucking cups from their storage compartment. As he brought them into position over her breasts, her nipples were instantly sucked deep up into the clear glass tubes. The sudden sucking force exerted on her nipples caused her to gasp in surprise.

He then went to the computer and started the program. While still seated, Rose’s legs were spread wide apart, clearly exposing her naked pussy. Her back was then reclined until it was parallel with the floor. Her arms were then stretched straight out from her body. With her head looking straight up, the primary thrusting unit emerged from the compartment beneath her legs. She could not see the unit as it approached her womanhood. As she lay there reveling in the sensations of her nipples being sucked and being held completely immobile, she suddenly felt the cool lubricant being sprayed from the unit as it came in contact with her warm moist pussy lips. Then she felt the tip of the vibrator as it began pushing its way inside her. The strap around her waist kept her from moving to either slow or increase the rate of penetration. The vibrator was inside her about four inches when it began to vibrate at a low speed. As it did, her pussy involuntarily clamped down on the device. Before the vibrator continued penetrating her, the nubs on the outside of the vibrator began to rotate around its surface. This gave her such intense pleasure that she had her first orgasm.

Without pausing for her climax to subside, the vibrator resumed its journey deeper inside her. When it was in to a depth of 7 inches, it stopped its forward motion. Then the vibration level increased while at the same time, the nubs began to alternate their direction of rotation. First they would rotate clockwise for half a rotation and then back counterclockwise for half a rotation. He could see a fine layer of perspiration build up on her skin as she neared her second orgasm. When she climaxed, the thrusting unit began doing just that. It withdrew until only one inch remained in her and then it would plunge back in the other 6 inches. Her body had not had a chance to recover from her last orgasm and she was quickly nearing her third. As the vibrator continued to thrust vigorously into her pussy, the nipple cups jumped to their maximum intensity. The combined sensations drove Rose over the edge and she had her third orgasm. This time as she came, he watched her face. He had seldom seen a woman express her pleasure so vividly as when she came. He had the vibrator withdraw slowly as her orgasm subsided. With the vibrator now removed from her pussy, each residual spasm of her orgasm would cause a small stream of the lubricant to shoot forth and run down to her lovely ass.

He stepped forward to the side of The Chair and removed the nipple cups from her now distended nipples. It wasn’t until he had released the cuffs on both of her wrists that she noticed him standing beside her. She told him that it had been incredible. Then she noticed him looking at her chest. As she looked down and saw how her nipples had been elongated, she then became aware of the pleasant throbbing emanating from them. With her right arm she reached over and began massaging her left nipple. This caused an even more pleasant sensation. Then she felt an even greater sensation on her right nipple as he had bent down and taken it in his mouth and began massaging it with his tongue. Not wanting these wonderful sensations to stop, she placed her hand behind his head to keep him from stopping. But he had no intention of stopping. As he continued to tongue her right nipple, his hand joined hers in massaging her left nipple. After five minutes of attention on the right nipple, he moved his mouth to her left nipple where he continued for another five minutes.

When he finally pulled away from her chest, she moved to follow him. This was when she realized that while her arms were free, her waist, ankles, and thighs were still bound to The Chair. The Chair held her legs spread invitingly as he knelt between them. He lightly kissed the inside of her thigh just above the knee. He followed this with another kiss just one inch higher. He continued inching closer and closer to her pussy. But then, with only two inches to go, he moved down to the inside of her other thigh, just above her knee. Again he continued with the soft kisses, slowly inching his way upward. This time when he got near her enticing honeypot, he did not stop. He planted several kisses on the small tuft of hair over her pussy before finally planting a bigger, harder kiss right over her vaginal lips. Finally she felt what she had been waiting for as he slid his tongue inside her. At first he barely stuck his tongue inside her, preferring to lightly trace the outline of her lips. But then as she lustfully urged him on, he stuck his tongue as deep as possible. She clutched his hair in her hands and pulled his mouth tightly against her womanhood. When he curled the tip of his tongue and stimulated her g-spot, she climaxed, flooding his mouth with her sweet nectar. The walls of her pussy also clamped down fiercely on his tongue.

After extricating himself, he released the remaining cuffs that secured her. As soon as her legs were free, she wrapped them around him and pulled him back toward her. He bent over her and they kissed passionately. She could taste herself on his lips. It was a very pleasant taste. She told him that as great as her orgasm had just been, she needed more. She told him that she wanted to feel him inside her. He pulled her against his chest and lifted her from The Chair. With her legs wrapped tightly around his waist, he carried her to the bed. After he had laid her on the bed, they kissed again. As they did, Rose firmly grasped his hard dick and began slowly stroking it. She then began guiding it toward the opening of her pussy. Her lips formed tightly around his penis as he slowly inserted himself inside her. Finally the full length of his dick was inside her. Her hands grasped the sheet as he continued thrusting himself into her. As she came, her pussy tightened around his cock. This triggered his orgasm and he came inside her. As he lay there on top of her with his dick still inside her, they heard a voice from the doorway. “Well, that looked like fun.”

It was the redhead. As he rolled off of Rose, she tried to cover herself, but there was nothing available nearby for her to use. As the redhead approached them, Rose saw that she was smiling. He then took the opportunity to introduce the two ladies. He told the redhead that they had run into each other while shopping and she had agreed to assist him with a project. He then went on to say that she had also wanted to try out The Chair. He jokingly added that she then wanted to try out the bed. They all began to laugh then as if they were old friends.

Rose then noticed that the redhead was now seated on the bed and that she was nonchalantly stroking her guy’s dick as they all spoke. Rose saw the mixture of his cum and her pussy juice coat the redhead’s hand as she continued to stroke him. The redhead then asked, “Do you mind if I join you?”

Rose replied, “I think there’s enough to go around.” She then watched as the redhead began licking her guy’s dick. Rose then bent forward and began licking the other side of his dick at the same time. As they both licked toward his bulbous head, their mouths would eventually meet. First they would kiss each other, then they would kiss his dick. The attention of the two beautiful girls now had his dick at full mast. The redhead then took control and told Rose to climb on him. The redhead then positioned herself over his mouth, facing Rose. As he licked the redhead’s pussy, the girls both leaned forward so that they could kiss each other’s mouths and fondle each other’s breasts. His oral technique soon had the redhead cumming. Rose was now desperate for release and was riding his cock for all she was worth. The redhead had now climbed off his face and was now licking his inner thigh, approaching his balls. She then began licking his balls and dick as Rose continued to ride him. Occasionally she would lick Rose’s pussy at the same time that she licked his dick. This got them both off together and Rose collapsed on his hairy chest. They lay like this for several minutes until Rose finally rolled off of him and onto her back.

As she lay there, the redhead climbed on top of Rose and began licking her man’s cum from Rose’s pussy. Rose began licking the redhead’s pussy. He lay there contentedly and watched as the two women brought each other to another orgasm. Soon they all fell asleep in each other’s arms.

An hour later he awoke to the sound of the two girls making love and the smell of sex. Evidently his subconscious had been listening to them for quite some time as he woke up with a massive erection. The redhead had just finished eating Rose to another orgasm when he woke up. As he watched, the redhead inserted one, and then two fingers into Rose’s wet pussy. Rose got even wetter as the redhead worked her fingers swiftly in and out. On a whim, the redhead slipped her other two fingers along side the first two. Lying beside him on the bed, Rose let out a loud moan of pleasure. It was one of the sexiest sounds he had ever heard. After the redhead had been working her fingers around Rose’s pussy for a few minutes, Rose was practically screaming, “More, more, give me more.” The redhead then bent her thumb and worked it into Rose. Slowly she closed her other fingers around it to form a tiny fist. With a slight push, her fist sunk into Rose all the way to her wrist. Rose had now thrown her head back into the pillows with her eyes closed, her hands stretched out to her sides. The left hand tightly gripped the sheet while her right had an equally tight grip of the hair on his chest. As she screamed through her orgasm, she pulled at both the sheet and his chest hair. It hurt, but he didn’t care. It turned him on immensely to see her experiencing such pleasure.

The redhead now looked up and saw that he was awake. When she saw his erection practically staring her in the face while she still had her fist in Rose’s pussy, she got one of her brilliant inspirations. She told Rose to roll over and get on her knees. As Rose did as she was told, the redhead shifted to keep her fist in place. Rose was now on her knees with her face buried in the pillow and her ass stuck high in the air. The redhead was laying on her back underneath Rose with her fist in Rose’s pussy and her face just inches away. She then told her guy to move behind Rose. Knowing how the redhead’s mind worked, he knew exactly what she had in mind. Before he moved behind Rose, he grabbed a tube of lubricant from the nightstand. He applied a liberal amount to Rose’s ass and his dick. Rose was a beautiful girl anyway you looked at her, but seeing her in this position she looked exquisite. As he worked the lubricant into Rose’s asshole with two fingers, she began moaning into the pillow. Once he removed his fingers, he positioned his hard cock at her puckered asshole. She moaned again as the head of his dick made its way into her ass. After giving her a few seconds to get used to him, he pushed forward some more. Her ass was tight, but it welcomed his dick with ease. Rose was now screaming for both of them to fuck her harder. As he thrust into her ass, the redhead began not only thrusting her fist, but also rotating it within Rose’s pussy. Remarkably, he could feel the redhead’s knuckles rubbing against his cock through the thin membrane separating them. Rose quickly had her greatest orgasm. As she came, she screamed into the pillow as her lithe body began to quake and quiver. Her pussy clamped down on the redhead’s wrist and her asshole tightened around his hard cock. Then he came, shooting his cum deep inside her ass. After they separated, they all curled up together and went to sleep with Rose nestled cozily between the redhead and her guy.

When he awoke, he was alone on the bed. As he got up and looked for the females, he heard voices from the front room where The Chair was. As he came out, he saw that the two women were lying in each other’s arms, nude on the couch. They were watching the video recording of Rose’s session on The Chair. He figured that the redhead must have told her about the videotape since he had neglected to mention it before her session. He sat on the end of the couch with his redhead between him and Rose. After the video ended, the redhead asked Rose if she was up for another go at The Chair. Rose told her she would love to, but she had prior commitments tonight. She did ask for a rain check, which they graciously gave her. Rose then stood and walked naked into the bathroom where she showered and dressed before leaving.

After Rose had left, they were laying in bed holding each other when the redhead asked him what “project” Rose had been helping him with. He told her it was a surprise and she would just have to wait. He knew this would torment her.

It was a little over one week later when he had completed the customized attachment for The Chair. He called the redhead and told her to meet him as soon as possible. When she arrived she was excited to find out what the surprise was going to be. He had covered the end of The Chair with a sheet so she could not see the personalized vibrator attachment. He barely had to ask her before she was naked before him. He helped her into The Chair without disturbing the sheet. After she was fastened in, she could not look down to see the attachment so he removed the sheet. He started The Chair and the rubber replica of his cock began inching its way into her. When it finally came to rest, she told him it felt good, but somewhat familiar. Then he started the vibrator mechanism that he had installed when the compound was wet. The sensation was different from the other vibrators, probably due to the different materials. After five minutes of thrusting and vibrating, she finally came.

The convict had run away after almost capturing and torturing the brave guide who’d gone for help.

Then the police, fire brigade, ambulances and soldiers had arrived and everybody was taken to hospital.

“Why did the boy kill the panther?” The second twin asked.

“Because it had bit his arm and was going to attack the other people in the farmhouse.”

“Why couldn’t it run away and kill the convict?”

“Because the boy had shot it in the leg first.”

“Why?”

“Because he wasn’t a very good shot, one handed, with a shotgun.”

“And the convict?” The eldest girl asked.

“The boy killed him later, but that’s another story.”

“Tell us it. Please.” They all seemed to ask at once.

“Tell them what?” Jenny asked as they returned.

“Just a story.”

“He was telling us about a boy fighting a big Black Panther with his bare hands.” Twin number

two said, her eyes wide.

“You didn’t tell them that?” Jenny didn’t look pleased. “You’ll give them nightmares.”

“You told me to tell them a story.” I was on the offensive. “Should I have told them about our cruise in the Caribbean or on The Nile instead.”

“Please.” The eldest daughter chirped.

“Let’s not argue about it.” Jenny smiled down at me. I was going to lose.

I stood up.

“I’m off to the toilet.” I said and tried to storm off. “Look after my jacket.” She would, it contained half our travellers cheques and some American dollars in case of an emergency. I had a little Sterling and some Jamaican currency inside my wallet in the hip pocket of my trousers.

“Don’t be long.” Jenny looked up at me from underneath her eyelids. “I’ll miss you.”

My prick gave a twitch.

I hurried to the toilet and entered a cubical. Dropping my pants and trousers I sat down and waited for my bowels to move. I could feel the pressure building. My anus opened with a fart and allowed my waste to exit.

I sat back, waiting for a second movement, and picked up my prick.

I couldn’t see us doing much in the departure lounge tonight so I started stroking myself. Best if my balls were empty.

I closed my eyes.

The first night I had stayed in Miami I had been ill, now the second would be spent in an airport departure lounge. My mind went back to Haiti the previous year. Carole and Dorothy being gang banged in the graveyard. Taking two, sometimes three men at a time and still wanting more. Then Jenny being forced to drink the aphrodisiac by Mambo Lang and the two nights and a day of sex that followed. It had hurt to piss by the end.

I wonder if I should tell the kiddies that story.

About Jenny on her hands and knees and me slipping in and out of her moist, no wet, hole. Feeling her grip my prick inside her as she came. Then wanting it again and again. Every position we could think of we tried. Every part of her body we could use we did.

Finally watching her riding up and down on my prick as I sat on the toilet seat in the plane on the return flight from Miami via Lisbon.

I felt my balls tighten and quickened my strokes.

I was there.

I tried to rip off some toilet paper with one hand and catch my come but failed. It landed on the floor, on my hands and shirt-sleeves and in my pants and trousers as they lay around my ankles.

“Paul? Are you in there.”

It was Gerry, the eldest child.

“I didn’t believe that story you told us.” He continued. “Nobody would try to fight a big Cat with their bare hands.”

“You’re right.” It was easier to agree. “Nobody with any sense anyway.”

I used some paper to wipe the floor in front of me.

“What are you doing?” Gerry asked.

“Spilt something.” I replied.

“What?”

“Something, that’s all.”

He was silent for a minute so I wiped everything I could, stood up and pulled up my pants and trousers.

They felt wet around my balls and ass cheeks.

All my clean clothes were on the plane in our suitcases.

“Your girlfriend sent me in to get you. We’re going into one of the cafes for something to eat.”

“Her name is Jenny.”

“What’s your other girlfriends name.”

“Rachael. And she’s not my girlfriend.”

“Oh.”

I flushed the toilet and left the cubical for the sinks.

Rolling up my shirtsleeves I washed my hands and splashed some water over my face and hair.

I dried myself by manoeuvring my head and hands under the stream of hot air from the dryer.

“What are those marks on your arm?” Gerry couldn’t have been standing more than a foot away from me.

“I was attacked by a Black Panther.”

Get on.” He scoffed. “You’re kidding. It was only a story.”

“As you say.” I rolled my sleeves down. Saw the drying come and rolled them back up. “It was only a story.”

The departure lounge was empty when we returned to it but one of the stewardesses was waiting at an exit and led the way to a cordoned and screened section of the main restaurant.

Large bowls of salad were laid out on the tables and jugs of water and orange juice.

I could have done with a beer.

This was a family room and was alcohol free. I was told when I asked a passing waiter.

Back in the departure lounge we were told that our plane would be leaving at five in the morning and we would start boarding shortly after 4am.

At least we were getting somewhere.

I was forced to tell another story so I told of our cruise two winters before. I told them about Voodoo and Black Magic and Zombies and magic stones and shootings and fights. I was enjoying it myself by the end.

Again I got into trouble with Jenny.

That Gerry had been talking and everybody wanted to look at my forearm. I don’t think any of them believed that the scars it bore were caused by the teeth of a Black Panther.

I was glad of that.

The lights in the departure lounge were dimmed at eleven pm after the last flight left and I put my arm around Jenny and held her whilst she rested her head on my shoulder. She only had brought a thin cardigan with her as by now we should have been in a hotel in Montego Bay surrounded by the contents of our suitcases.

I spread my jacket out across the two of us. It reached to our laps.

Hmm.

I was about to see if I could pull up the hem of her skirt when I felt a nudge on my shoulder the felt the weight of Rachael’s head as she settled against me.

I could have done with a piss.

It was going to be a long night.

*Chapter 4. (Paul). *

I awoke with a hard on and a stiff back.

Jenny had pulled the arm I had placed around her during the night underneath her own arm and my fingers lay against the side of one of her breasts. Which was nice of her. The only problem was I couldn’t feel my fingers.

I tried to flex and relax my muscles without actually moving anything and waking the two girls up.

I failed.

Jenny lifted her head and looked up at me.

“Kiss.” She mumbled, still mostly asleep.

I slowly lowered my lips to hers, held the contact for a couple of seconds then lifted my head before my neck went into spasm.

Jenny wormed herself even closer to me if possible.

“What’s the time?” She whispered.

“Quarter to three.” I whispered back, reading the time from a bright yellow electric clock above the exit.

“Hmm.” She murmured as some feeling returned to my fingers and I prodded at her breast.

She cupped my balls and squeezed them gently. Her fingertips traced the outline of my prick through my trousers. She reached the tip and it strained to touch her. She slowly drew her fingernails down my shaft until she touched my zip. I felt her fingers it following up, towards the waistband of my trousers and flicking up its little safety fastener.

I took a deep breath in as she slowly unzipped me. I breathed out deeply as she reached inside my trousers and pulled out my prick. I closed my eyes as she stroked it up and down.

She shifted her position and her head disappeared beneath my jacket. I could feel her warm breath then her moist lips as they drew me into her mouth. My foreskin pulled back, then released. Pulled back, then released.

The blood was returning to my fingers with a vengeance. Pin and needles in their tips. I waggled them about for a few seconds and looked around whilst Jenny’s head continued to bob up and down beneath my jacket.

The family had spread themselves out on the two rows behind us and seemed to be asleep. There was a man sitting in the row behind them with his back to us smoking a cigarette.

I felt my balls tightening and grabbed hold of one of Jenny’s breasts as I came, trying not to gasp out loud.

I felt Rachael move by my side as I finished coming inside Jenny’s mouth.

I looked across and down, into her eyes.

*Chapter 5. *

We landed at Montego Bay International Airport at nine fifteen in the morning local time.

I followed Rachael and Jenny down the flight of steps and held Jenny’s hand as we walked across to the Arrivals building.

Jenny looked up at the balcony above and started waving. I followed the direction of her wave and recognised Howie, standing head and shoulders above those around him with both his arms around the rather prominent waist of the tall blond girl in front of him.

“I didn’t know she was pregnant.” I said, as we passed through the doors and queued at immigration.

“Neither did I.” Jenny said pushing her bum back into my groin.

I put the hand I wasn’t carrying our hand luggage with around her waist and tickled her belly button through her blouse.

She wriggled her ass cheeks against me. I felt my prick growing.

We were through immigration and Linda had her arms around my neck.

She smiled at me as she pulled away.

“You are pleased to see me.” She said with a glint in her eye.

Howie was shaking my hand.

“It’s great to see you again, buddy.”

We introduced Rachael.

The Hotel Manager in Howie took over when he realised she was staying at his Hotel and he helped her find her luggage and escorted her to the coach that was waiting to take us to the hotel.

Jenny was full of questions about how Carole became pregnant, well, not exactly how, we knew that, but how.

It was due in four weeks. She and Howie were getting married the following weekend. Her mother was coming out in four days time and would be staying with her for at least a month, and everything was wonderful. She was glowing.

Jenny was excited though she did take her to task over not telling us earlier.

“I had a bit of a scare a couple of months ago which is why I didn’t make the

wedding back in June. I enjoyed reading your letter. Are you sure Linda will be alright with this Ian of hers.”

And on it went.

I sat behind them on the coach and looked out of the window. Everything was so bright and colourful.

It felt as if I’d just left a cinema showing a film in black and white to enter one showing a film in Technicolor.

The coach was air-conditioned but my shirt was still sticking to my skin. I pulled it away from my body and let the cool air get at my skin.

The Hotel was situated a mile or so to the south of the town of Montego Bay.

At the reception desk we were given the key to our room after signing in. I made to follow the others to the lifts but was called back by Howie.

“This way, Paul.” He called. “Just follow us.”

He led us through the large glass doors at the rear of the Hotel. Past the edge of the large swimming pool to one of perhaps half a dozen wooden chalets half hidden amongst trees and brightly covered shrubs. The air was heavy with the perfume from the flowers.

I handed him the key and he opened the door.

“VIP accommodation.” He said, ushering us inside.

The boy with our suitcases on a trolley followed us inside.

“Just put them in the bedroom, George.” Howie told him.

We looked around.

Jenny opened all the doors. A large bedroom on one side where George was placing the suitcases and a smaller bedroom and toilet and bathroom on the other with a brick fire place and chimney stack between them.

There was a three-seater wicker sofa and two wicker armchairs on opposite sides of a glass topped wicker coffee table. A small wicker bar stood in one corner of the room with three padded bar stools with wicker backs against it.

“You’ll be thirsty.” Howie said stepping behind it. “I mix a mean rum punch.”

He disappeared below the top of the bar and reappeared with a bottle of rum and some cordial.

“Howie.” Carole said. “It’s only ten thirty. It’s a little early.”

“Come on. You’re on holiday.”

“I’ll try a small one.” I said.

“Just a coke for me.” Jenny said looking at me.

“Okay.” Howie had picked up a mixer. “Two Rum punches coming up.”

Carole went to the small fridge behind the bar and took out two small bottles of coke that she opened and poured into two tumblers. She handed one to Jenny and sat at one end of the sofa. Jenny sat in an armchair while I watched Howie mix the drink. If I had my own bar I’d need to know how to do this.

He poured the drink into two wide rimmed glasses and handed me one. I sniffed at it than sipped the contents.

Nice.

I sat in the armchair next to Jenny opposite to Carole. She sat with her thighs open to support her lump and I had full view of her knickers.

Howie sat on the sofa next to Carole and placed his arm around her.

The wedding plans were discussed.

“After the wedding my Father has hired a Yacht for a few days for us to go on a cruise as a wedding present. We’ll be back long before you head off for the states. We’d really appreciate your keeping an eye on Louise while we’re gone. And Carole’s Mother. We’re sorry to spring this on you but we only decided we were going to get married a couple of weeks ago and we didn’t want to put you off coming.”

Carole smiled at me then turned to Jenny.

“It would be a loud off our minds to know that Louise will be with you.” She looked at the floor then back to Jenny. “She is house trained.”

Penny dropping. Two bedrooms.

“When is she moving in?” I asked.

“Not for a couple of days.” Howie topped up my glass. “Let you have chance to see a bit of the Island.”

Carole stood up.

“I think we had best leave you alone to settle in and unpack.”

“There’s a cold buffet table on from ten am to midnight each day.” Howie was back to being a Hotel manager. “Food is also served from the menu in the evenings in the Restaurant and at poolside. No swimming in the pool after six p.m. The track over there.” He pointed. “Leads to our private beach. I’ve booked us in for a round of golf tomorrow at eight. We can get around before the heat of the day. My Father and the Manager, Harry Tomes, will make up the four.”

“Oh. Is your Father here?” Jenny asked.

“Yep. Flew in a couple of days ago on the company’s plane. He’s been looking to check out a few new sites on the Island for a while.”

“Come on let’s go.” Carole was standing by the door. “If you want to sleep for a couple of hours you do. You can’t have had much last night.”

I don’t know, I thought, as she closed the door behind them to our chorus of ’see you later.’ Had a wank and a blow job. Still there’s nothing like the real thing.

I followed Jenny’s ass into the bedroom. The suitcase’s had been laid on top of the bed and she opened hers. First came out the towels. I kept telling her the Hotel would have them. Then a change of underwear, a wrap around skirt and a blouse.

I placed my arms around her waist.

“Oh.” She moaned. “I am a little tired.”

“It’ll perk you up.”

“I didn’t get much sleep last night.”

I stated to undo the buttons on her blouse.

“It’s good for you.”

“Hmm. Are you sure.”

I slipped her arms out from the sleeves of her blouse and unhooked her bra. I put a hand on each breast and held them, the nipples in the palms of my hands. I felt them hardening.

“You don’t have too if you’re too tired.”

“You’ll sulk.”

“No.” I undid the waistband of her skirt and pulled down the zip. “I don’t mind. Honestly.”

Her skirt fell around her ankles. She stepped from it and turned to face me.

She put her arms around my neck and kissed me. I slipped my hands inside her knickers as we fenced with our tongues.

“Well if you’re sure you won’t mind I’ll go for a shower then.”

My jaw must have dropped.

She kissed my chin and smiled up at me.

I moved my hand around between us and ran a fingertip along the lips of her fanny. She closed her eyes.

“If you’re sure you want too?”

I pushed the tip of my finger inside her.

“In a minute.” She breathed into my ear.

“A minute?” I asked, working my finger in and out of her.

“Maybe five.”

Her fingers were at the buttons of my shirt. She undid two, closed her eyes and stopped, then continued.

I ran a finger down the crack between her ass cheeks. I felt them twitch.

My trousers fell to the floor.

“Let’s go to bed.” I whispered in her ear.

“The suitcases.” She yawned and stretched.

“I’ll move them.” I said.

They were on the floor before she had taken her knickers off. My underpants joined them before she had lain down.

I lay by her side and looked down at her.

Her face was slightly fuller than when we had first meet two years before, so were her boobs. I looked at them and the nipples that seemed to reach up to me demanding a kiss.

I lowered my mouth to one and sucked gently. Lifting my head I moved to the other. First swirling my tongue around it I drew it into my mouth and suckled as if I we’re a baby.

She breathed deeply and ran her fingers through my hair.

I moved back to the first and sucked on that. She arched her back and pushed gently on my shoulders. I moved down the bed, kissing her navel, and between her thighs.

I pulled her lips apart. She glistened inside. I lowered my mouth and kissed it. She gasped. I licked the inside walls. She groaned. I pushed a finger inside her as I sucked her clit into the open. She arched her back and gave a little sob. I sucked on it then flicked it from side to side. She muttered something I didn’t catch and pulled my head closer to her and moved her hips.

I worked a second finger inside her, feeling the walls of her tube.

I flicked her clit from side to side as I moved my fingers in and out together. Moving them faster, then faster still.

She was lifting her hips off the bed making little sounds at the back of her throat.

I felt her tense against my mouth. She held her breath as I licked and licked and licked, still ramming my fingers in and out of her. With a cry she squeezed my head between her thighs for a few seconds then relaxed.

I knelt back on my heels and pulled my fingers from her hole.

She smiled and reached up for me. I leaned over her and she reached between us and guided my prick inside her. I sank down until our pubic mounds touched. She kissed my chin. I pulled out and pushed back in.

She whimpered like a puppy.

I moved faster, feeling her grip me as if wanting to keep me inside. Reluctant to let me leave then opening to welcome me back.

Her thighs tightened around my hip, she was panting, then so was I. I could feel sweat running down my back and sides. I imagined I heard it squelching between my ass cheeks. It dripped from my forehead onto her face.

I could feel my balls tightening.

She was getting wetter. Her lubrication increasing. I was coming. I gasped as I shot into her.

*Chapter 5. (Paul). *

I awoke with a hard on.

I looked at my wristwatch. It was a quarter to seven.

I was due on the golf course at eight. The Hotel mini bus was leaving for the course at a quarter to so that gave me an hour to kill.

What to do?

Jenny lay on her side facing away from me. I lifted the single sheet that covered our bodies and looked down at her, following the outline of her spine until it disappeared between the cheeks of her ass. I threw the sheet away and slipped in behind her my prick just touching the soft skin between the two hemispheres.