Another Time, Another Place

by Zane

  I smirked. “I seriously doubt that. You might not get any play at all, so don’t be surprised. Haven’t you had enough sex for one night?”

  “Hell no!” Mike exclaimed. “If there was only one chick as an option, then I might not want to bang her again, but I’m always down for new meat.”

  “That’s all women are to you, huh? Meat?” I shook my head. “Did you talk to your wife?”

  “Yes, I damn sure did,” he replied, “and she loves me to death, my sons are fine, and you can drop the guilt trip act. I’m enjoying myself and you know how I am. You need to take a note from my book and enjoy life.”

  “I do enjoy my life, Mike. I simply don’t feel like my dick has to regulate my every move.”

  It was his turn to smirk at me. “Yeah, right. I saw the way you were looking at Kiss earlier. You know you want to salute her with your wing-wang tonight. If you play your cards right, you might get lucky.” As the elevator doors opened, he added, “Damn, I wish that I could make it with a clown. That’s a new one. I wonder if she wears a red rubber nose and a wig to bed. That shit makes me hot just thinking about it.”

  “You are truly sick,” I said, then laughed, halfway turned on by the thought myself.

  KISS

  When they walked into the beachside restaurant, I wondered how a man could grow even finer within the span of a few hours.

  Aleck had on this white linen suit that brought out the beauty of his dark skin. He smiled as they approached us and my black thong got wet. Then again, I had been wet all day. I had returned to my room and masturbated for an hour, fantasizing about him…being inbetween my thighs. I imagined him fingering my pussy and then staring at me as he licked his fingertips one by one. I imagined him flipping me on my stomach and eating me out from the back as I buried my head in the sheets and held on to the bedposts. Mmm, yes, it was something. The great thing about this particular fantasy was that I now had a name to go with the face, the body and the curved dick.

  “Hey, ladies,” Mike said once they arrived at our table. “I don’t know what smells better, the food or the three of you.” He sat down next to Calibri and sniffed her neck. “What’s that scent called? Paradise?”

  Calibri blushed. “Oh, you have mad game.”

  “Hello, Kiss…Nancy…Calibri,” Aleck said and each word sounded poetic.

  “Hey, Sexy,” Nancy stated seductively. I shot her an evil glare. She would not even want to go there.

  We sat in that restaurant for a good three hours, eating, laughing and drinking. That get-to-know you period. Nancy and Calibri started vying for Mike’s attention but it was obvious that he was down to fuck one of them, or both. It didn’t matter to him as long as he got some pussy. Definitely not my type of man, but Nancy and Calibri thought he was hot.

  “Would you like to take a walk on the beach?” Aleck asked me out of the blue.

  “Absolutely.” I quickly got up to follow him.

  “Be good, or be good at it!” Nancy yelled out after us.

  As we walked toward the shoreline, Aleck took my hand and nothing had ever felt so natural.

  “Your friend is a trip,” I said.

  “Don’t hold it against me.” He laughed. “Mike can be a character, all right.”

  “Is he married?”

  Aleck stopped dead in his tracks and let go of my hand. “What makes you ask that?”

  “Women’s intuition. It does exist, you know.”

  Aleck did not respond.

  “It’s cool,” I said. “Nancy and Calibri really don’t care; especially Nancy. They’re only here to hang out and have fun. We’re all grown.”

  He stared at me. “Aren’t you going to ask me?”

  “Ask you what?”

  “If I’m married.”

  I shrugged. “Like I said, we’re all grown.”

  I could tell that he was dying to ask me if I was married. There it was, on the tip of his tongue, but he swallowed it.

  “Why’d you let go of my hand?” I asked. “I was enjoying that.”

  He took my hand back into his. “So, Los Angeles. Is it really as hot there as everyone claims?”

  “You’ve never been to L.A.?”

  “No, not yet. I’ve always planned to visit but haven’t made it there yet.” He smiled at me. “Maybe I’ll have a reason to come now.”

  I cleared my throat uncomfortably. “Los Angeles has tricky weather. During the day, it can be hotter than hell and by nighttime, you might need a parka. It’s beautiful, though.”

  “And obviously full of beautiful women to boot.”

  “Ooooh, Aleck, you have mad game.”

  We both laughed. “No, not me,” he replied. “I simply recognize beauty when I see it; both inside and out.”

  In my entire life, I had been many things. Bold was never one of them. Yet, something overcame me at that very moment and it changed me.

  “Aleck…”

  “Yes?”

  “There’s something very sincere about you; something I want to experience…if only for one night.”

  “What do you mean, Kiss?”

  We stopped in place while he awaited my answer. I took a deep breath, contemplating my next move.

  “Do you believe in destiny?” I asked. “Like, do you believe that it’s possible for two strangers to mesh so well together that it seems surreal? So much so that it seems like we’ve been in this place before?”

  “I feel that way right now. I’ve felt it all day,” he replied.

  I wanted to feel him inside of me. Something about him made me feel so comfortable, so unique. I decided not to waste another moment of valuable time.

  “Aleck?”

  “Yes?”

  “Would you like to fornicate under the consent of the king?”

  ALECK

  At first I thought that I was hearing things. Then she said it again. “Well, Aleck, would you like to fornicate under the consent of the king?”

  The smile that spread across my face could have probably lit up the sky. “Kiss, it would be my pleasure but—”

  “My pleasure, too.” She placed her hand over my lips. “There are no buts…not tonight.”

  I kissed her fingertips. “I want you to understand something… first.”

  “What’s that?”

  “I’m not ordinarily the type of man to do something like this.” She smirked and I could tell that she thought I was full of shit. “Seriously. Normally, I would never sleep with a woman on a vacation like this. I’m not the type to bed just anyone.”

  “That’s nice to know.” She pointed toward the hotel with her free hand, the one holding the straps of her sandals. “Your room or mine?”

  I shook my head. “That doesn’t matter, and you’re missing the point.”

  “I understand what you’re trying to express, Aleck, and I appreciate that.” Kiss sighed. “This is not the norm for me, either. I certainly didn’t come to Jamaica to get laid, but I want you. I want you bad…tonight.”

  She stood on her toes and I leaned down so she could kiss me. It was incredible when her tongue slipped into my mouth. I could feel the tip of her tongue exploring the inside of my cheeks and the roof of my mouth. Her breath was sweet, like candy. She grabbed one of my ass cheeks; I went tit for tat and cupped my hands around one of hers. It was round, juicy.

  “Kiss, I really want tonight to be special,” I told her as we broke the kiss after a good two minutes.

  She started rubbing my dick through my pants. It was already throbbing and I felt like I could explode right there.

  “Aleck, will you let me put it in my mouth? I want to taste you… your essence.” I was speechless. “I want us to pretend like this is our last night…not in Jamaica, but on Earth. Will you take that special journey with me? Will you fuck me like there’s no tomorrow?”

  “Damn!” was all that I managed to get out before she glanced up the shore toward the restaurant, where people were still laughing and drinking.

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sp; Then she dropped to her knees, right there. She stared up into my eyes as she undid my belt buckle, then the zipper on my pants. She gently tugged at my dick until it was exposed. She laughed, which made me nervous. I was packing all of nine inches, admittingly having measured it. I wondered what was so funny.

  “What?” I asked. “Something wrong, Kiss.”

  She giggled. “No, not at all. It’s just that it’s curved.”

  I used to feel uncomfortable about the curve in my dick, but figured out that most women enjoyed it. I was hoping she did not see it as a fault, not that there was anything I could do about it.

  “Is the curve a problem?”

  “Hell to the no.” Kiss looked at me serious then. “It’s all that I imagined it would be. That makes me so happy.”

  I was relieved. “What can I do to make you even happier?”

  She did not hesitate. “Feed it to me. That’s how you can make me happier.”

  Kiss opened her mouth wide and waited. She wanted me to bring it to her. I grabbed the base of it and slid the tip inside.

  “You taste so sweet, Aleck,” she whispered as she tickled the head with the tip of her tongue. “You have the nectar of royalty…of a king. Just like I always imagined.”

  I had no idea what she meant by that “just like I always imagined.” Nor did I care. She licked the underside of my dick and squeezed my balls gently. Then she took me inside, deep, until her bottom lip was rubbing up against the top of them. She held me there, lost in that single moment, while she tightened her jaw muscles around me. It was so pleasurable that it was almost painful. I felt something incredible, something that could only be described as pure ecstasy. This woman craved my dick in a way that most men would kill for. My only thought was that I had to find a way to make it last…beyond that night…beyond Jamaica.

  She held me tightly inside her mouth for several minutes, staring up at me in the moonlight. Then she let me go.

  “The perfect fit,” she said. “I want you to fuck me in all three holes tonight. Is that cool?”

  I almost had to slap myself to believe this was really happening. I realized it was on and popping when she started gliding my dick in and out to imaginary music and humming on my dick like it was a fine musical instrument. She was enjoying herself and did not break her rhythm as these two men walked past us on the beach. I had not even seen them coming.

  “Damn, Brah, you’re lucky as shit!” one of them commented as they stood there for a minute, watching.

  “Shit like this never happens to me,” the other one said.

  I grabbed the back of Kiss’s head, trying to get her to ease up. “Kiss, maybe we should go up to the room,” I whispered.

  She was relentless, still humming, still staring up at me, like the other dudes did not even exist.

  They finally moved on, discussing how they needed to find some women—and quick—to get laid.

  I exploded before I even felt it coming. It was the biggest orgasm of my natural life. Kiss still did not let my dick go, not until she had extracted every drop of semen that my body had to give. She stared at me.

  I tried to fake a laugh, but I was overwhelmed with the sensation of what she had done to me. “What next?” I asked jokingly, thinking that surely I needed at least a two-hour nap before I could do another damn thing.

  Kiss finally released me and stood back up. She glanced at the water. The waves had started crashing up against the shore. Her chest was heaving; not from exhaustion, but from excitement. She pulled down the spaghetti straps of her black dress and stepped out of it, leaving her in nothing but a thong that tied on the sides. She undid the strings and pulled them between her legs to the front. She took them and lifted them to my lips. They were wet.

  “Lick them,” she whispered.

  Normally licking a woman’s drawers would be unappealing to me, but I was caught up. I took them from her, spread them out and licked, then sucked the crotch.

  “How do I taste?”

  “Like heaven.”

  “Then I taste like you,” she said, grinning and then making a dash for the water.

  I watched her splash around in the waves for a few seconds. Then she lifted her left breast to her mouth and flicked the tip of her tongue over her nipple. I did not think that I could get hard again so quickly but, sure enough, my dick sprung right back up to attention.

  “Aleck, are you going to keep me waiting?”

  I looked around, and while there were people still at the restaurant, and others walking further down the shore, I decided that I was not about to pass up an opportunity to see where she was trying to take things. I was in Jamaica and, outside of Mike, I did not know a soul anyway.

  KISS

  I asked Aleck if he was going to keep me waiting. He stood there looking around, probably worried that someone else would see us. Those two bastards had walked by but they were not going to deprive me from what I had yearned after for so long. I am sure they had seen their fair share of pornos, not to mention getting head themselves, so it was not a big deal to me. Granted, I had never imagined myself sucking dick in front of strangers, but I was a grown woman and life is what it is. You only live once.

  I watched Aleck as he came to his senses. Maybe it had something to do with the fact that I was standing there, butt ass naked, slobbering all over my own nipple. He started taking off his white suit, which was already damp and his pants were already down around his ankles. He kicked his sandals off into the sand. I had noticed earlier that he took good care of his feet. That was a definite plus because I could not stand a man with jacked-up, rough feet, and nasty-ass toes. Even his feet turned me on and I could envision sucking his toes and licking his soles; something I would never have considered before that night.

  Once he was nude, I could make out his “perfect” silhouette in the moonlight as he merged toward me in the water. In my lifetime, I had endured times when I was aroused by men, but never such as this. I had so much to look forward to, based on what had happened in all my fantasies about this man. I only hoped that I would not end up disappointed. So far, so good.

  “Well, here I am,” Aleck said when he was close enough for me to touch him.

  Touch him, I did. I let go of my breasts and rubbed the fingertips of my hands over his expansive chest. I pinched both his nipples. “Are your nipples sensitive?”

  “Yeah, I guess,” he replied. “Most women aren’t interested in my nipples,” he said, looking down at his erect dick.

  “Oh, you already know I’m feeling your dick.” I reached down and gave it a quick yank. He winced in pain, then grinned. “But I want to play with your chest.”

  “You can play with whatever pleases you.”

  “Have you ever had a woman show you how she wants her nipples sucked by practicing on you?” I asked him, pinching and then pulling on his nipples harder.

  “No, but if you intend to suck on them any way near the way you just sucked on my dick, I’m not sure I can handle it.”

  I giggled. Dirty talk always turned me on, and even though I was the instigator, he was a quick learner, or an old pro. Whichever, I did not care.

  The water was lukewarm, but it would not have mattered. The steam emanating from our bodies would have kept us warm. I moved even closer to him and drew one of his nipples into my mouth. It was salty and hard. I held onto it and worked my tongue over it. Aleck moaned. For the next few minutes, I showed him what I wanted him to do to my breasts. How I wanted him to knead them with his powerful hands, then slurp and lick all over my nipples until they could cut diamonds. How I wanted him to devour my breasts like they were the best two things on earth. My breasts had always been my weakest link. When a man even brushed across them, my pussy got wet.

  I looked up and he had his head thrown back, his eyes closed. His hard dick was poking into my belly button so I must have hit upon one of his weak links as well. While I craved to have him inside of me, we had all night. I wanted to make the most of every secon
d.

  “There,” I whispered, letting go of the chest action once I felt him come all over my stomach, even under the water. “Did that feel good to you, Baby?”

  “Yes…yes…hell, yes,” he managed to get out. “You’re doing all this sucking on me. When do I get to suck on something?”

  “Right now.” I pulled Aleck down by his shoulders onto the knees in the water and then held up one of my breasts so he could suckle on it. “That’s right, Aleck. Suck it like it’s the sweetest thing you’ve ever tasted. Suck it like you always do.”

  Oops. I did not mean to let that slip out. I waited to see if he would question my last comment. He did not; just kept sucking.

  “Mmm, that’s it, Papi.” I caressed the back of his head with my fingertips. “Show me how much you want me.”

  “I do want you,” he whispered. “I want every part of you.”

  “So you’ll do it…you’ll give it to me in all three holes.”

  He stopped for a minute and grinned at me. “One down, two to go.” He started planting kisses all over me and I felt his fingers enter my pussy. “Damn, how can a pussy be so juicy under water?”

  “Because you turn me on,” I replied.

  I lifted my leg and he helped me brace it up on his shoulder, both of us realizing what was next. He did something nothing short of incredible. Aleck took my other leg, threw it over his other shoulder in one quick movement and then stood up as he began to lick my pussy lips.

  “Oh, shit!” I exclaimed, shivering a little in the cool night air. He moved his head from side to side, licking every spot and then he did it…he slid his smooth tongue inside of me and my thighs trembled. “Ooh, Papi! Yes! Do me just right. That’s it, Baby! Um, it feels so damn good!”

  I had never talked that much during sex but I had dreamed about it. Now I was letting all my inhibitions go.

  I stared at the moon as my body went weak. The orgasm came like a lightning storm and sent a streak from my big toe to my eyelids. Aleck kept eating me and I wanted to beg him to stop but I could not even find a breath, rather less my voice.