by BJ Wane
"Fin hasn't, and he, Dec and Sherry are on their veranda now, looking this way." He started to lotion her smooth shoulders then moved down her back, taking his time when he came to her buttocks, which the miniscule thong left bare. Her only acknowledgement of his comment was the slight stiffening of her posture, which lasted just until he massaged the sunscreen into her ass cheeks with a little more enthusiasm.
She remained quiet and pliant as he moved down her smooth legs, instructed her to step out of her shorts then moved back up over her shins, knees and thighs. Sherry's laugh rang out as did the loud smack Fin landed on her ass. Nate grinned, watching the blonde run down to the water, her buttocks bouncing and sporting a vivid red mark. After getting more lotion, he kneaded the soft, pliant skin of Eve's waist before moving up and cupping her breasts.
"Katie just joined Sherry down at the water and both of them are naked if that makes you feel better."
"Yes, thank you. Of course, your hands are doing a good job of making me feel pretty darn good as well." Good and aroused, she thought when he rolled her nipples between his fingers. God, she couldn't wait for him to fuck her again. Combined with being naked outdoors, people watching and his hands everywhere, she was more ready than she'd ever been and the idea of him taking her here and now had her dripping in readiness.
"Just making sure you're adequately protected." Nate liked looking out at the picturesque vista in front of him while he had his hands full of Eve's soft flesh. Wanting her to see as much as possible, he pondered a moment before saying quietly, "The water's so clear it's completely transparent, Eve, and the sunlight makes the shallow depths appear marbled. All you can see for miles and miles is that huge, blue expanse. A little to the left, you can see the green shape of Belize. That's an awesome sight when the sky becomes an amber backdrop when the sun goes down. I'm going to fuck you when that happens, and you can picture it in your mind." Nate pinched her nipples until she let out that gasp and catch that tormented his dick then released her. "You sure you don't want me to walk you down?" he asked as he took her hand and led her down the steps.
With her body humming in arousal, Eve was taken off guard with his comment. He didn't seem affected from having his hands all over her the past few minutes, which was irritating. She appreciated the way he described the view for her, but she wanted the picture he planted in her mind to be accompanied with him moving inside her again. The only thing Eve was sure of right now was she wanted to torment him then leave him hanging like he'd done her. "I'm sure; go meet the guys." She hoped the dampness on the small swatch covering her in front wasn't too noticeable to the two women before she could hide it by getting wet.
Nate couldn't help it; he stayed where he was and watched her walk down to the beach, holding his breath until she reached the shore and a smile replaced her tense look of concentration when she dropped her cane and waded into the water, joining the other two. She was miffed, but it was good to keep her on edge. Willing his cock down and shaking his head over his needless concern, he walked to the small clubhouse and joined the guys at an outdoor table where they had a clear view of the girls playing like kids in the surf.
Wes closed his phone as Nate took a seat. "I've confirmed our reservations for both zip lining and cave rafting tomorrow. The shuttle will pick us up at eleven and we'll have time for lunch beforehand. I think the zip liners are a little worried about Eve."
"There's no need, she'll do fine," Nate stated with confidence.
"She handled skydiving just fine," Fin put in. "Zip lining ought to feel tame after that."
Nate took a swig of the beer waiting for him, his eyes lingering on Eve's small bouncing breasts as she bent at the waist and splashed water at Katie. "I thought one of you could wait at the bottom for her, just until I follow her down. Unlike the skydiving, she'll be going it alone on this ride," he said, reluctantly shifting his attention away from the sight of the three naked women.
"That'll be me since you all know I'll be waiting for you down below anyway."
It was difficult, but the three of them managed not to rib Dec yet again for his height phobia. Wes brought up dinner and Fin filled them in on the Mahi Mahi the resort's chef left prepped and ready for them to grill. Talk moved to football, then Thanksgiving coming up right after they returned on Monday before they were distracted by the girls calling out Marco and Polo as they played, making them grin, eyeing bouncing breasts and asses as they each tried to evade the other. It was the perfect game for Eve since they played with eyes closed. The sun glinted off the gold hoops piercing Sherry's nipples making Nate think of the adornments he brought for Eve's nipples.
Their easy banter came to an abrupt end when the three of them stopped their game and Sherry made a suggestion that made Katie grin and Eve blush. After a few more hushed words from Sherry and Katie, Eve nodded her head, the look of uncertainty on her face at odds with the way her sun softened nipples puckered into taut buds.
"What the fuck is she up to?" Fin growled when Sherry moved closer to Eve in the waist deep water and reached out to rub her knuckles over the other woman's breast. "I forgot how she likes to push our buttons."
"She likes the punishments she gets when she pushes our buttons," Dec corrected him with a wicked grin of anticipation over what he had planned for his weekend playmate.
"Katie's definitely going over my knees," Wes commented happily when she joined in, forming a small circle, and fondled Sherry's breast with one hand and Eve's with the other.
Nate kept quiet, enjoying the girl's obvious ploy to get their attention with some girl on girl action. He couldn't help but chuckle with the others when Sherry and Eve followed suit and reached out with both hands, caressing the breasts next to them. If it wasn't such a fucking turn on, the sight of those six breasts getting fondled, nipples rolled and tugged by six hands all at the same time would be comical.
"How long are we going to let this go on?" Wes's groan accompanied an uncomfortable shift in his chair.
"They've had their fun, now it's our turn." Nate led the way as they rose and went to break up the little titty party.
One minute, Eve had her hands on Sherry and Katie's breasts, enjoying her first touch of another woman's nipples and breasts, when she experienced a startling move which upended her over a broad shoulder and left her head dangling over a strong, familiar back. A resounding smack on her elevated butt stopped her squirming, but not her mouth. "What are you doing, you moron?" she sputtered half in indignation and half in laughter as both Katie and Sherry voiced similar protests.
"Didn't your parents ever warn you about the risks of getting burned if you play with fire?" Nate carried his sun-warmed, damp, lotion-slick burden back to his chair and promptly flipped her over his lap.
Nate's thick forearm anchored her waist just as Eve's hands landed in the soft sand, her head spinning in dizziness from the quick up and down maneuvers. The scratchy feel of his hard, hair-roughened thighs under her was as much a turn-on as her position and knowing there were others around. "I'm going to gain weight just so you can't toss me around so easily," she threatened on another laugh. She couldn't help it; she was having fun despite the…OW!... painful predicament she was in. He wasted no time peppering her buttocks with sharp smacks, the welcome, familiar rise of the fiery burn and heated arousal that always accompanied them exactly what she wanted their arousing breast fondling show to urge him to do.
Eve had been enjoying their adolescent fun in the warm water, loved feeling the sandy bottom under her feet as the splashes and waves cooled her in the afternoon heat. Sherry's suggestion they should tease the guys with a little show of girl on girl touching surprised her, but she couldn't deny wanting to get a little payback for the way Nate had applied lotion to her body with slow, massaging rubs then left her aching for more as if he wasn't affected at all. Her only same sex experience had been in college when Holly had demonstrated the vibrator she bought Eve, but Holly's touch had been brief as she inserted the toy and Eve hadn't
touched Holly at all. Her curiosity and her desire to get one over on Nate made her decision easy and she was enjoying their play along with the exaggerated compliments they were giving each other when they were so rudely interrupted.
"There would be no fire if you'd quit!" she finally answered him, rousing herself in time to hear Katie crying out from her own predicament. There was an odd swooshing sound followed by Sherry's low moan, but she could tell they weren't as close as Katie and Wes obviously were.
"Admit it, sugar, that little show you three put on was for the sole purpose of getting our attention. Well, now you have it." Nate landed a sharp smack on the under curve of her left buttock then followed with one on the right before aiming a few swats on her thighs.
Eve knew his pique was because she acted without him. If there was one thing she was sure of in this odd relationship, it was that Nate liked to be in control when it came to sex. Every encounter had to be on his terms, and she was more than fine with that until he had so casually aroused her then calmly sent her down to the beach. Moaning when he stopped the spanking to tease her slit, she didn't know how vindictive he would be until he teased her swollen, ultra-sensitive bud with a few light strokes, just enough to start the small contractions of an orgasm before stopping and pushing her to her knees between his spread thighs.
Scowling up at him, she heard Katie's frustrated groan and figured she found herself in the same position. "That was just rude."
"Now, Eve, you know the rules." Releasing his cock, he nudged her head down. "My way, and right now I want to feel your mouth on me."
His cock muffled her reply. The lock of those soft lips around his shaft and her even softer tongue zeroing in on the sensitive area under his crown had him tightening his hands in her thick black hair, whether to anchor himself or Eve, Nate wasn't sure. Wes had Katie on her knees, her mouth wrapped around his engorged flesh, her ass as bright red as Eve's. Sherry was on her knees under the palm tree Dec and Fin had strung her up from, her body striped from the fronds they used on her, her mouth alternating between their cocks. With Eve's mouth working her magic up and down his entire length, he knew he wouldn't last long.
"Jesus." His curse followed the brief glide of her finger over that sensitive spot just under his balls and had him jerking up into her mouth. "I won't last if you keep that up," he warned her.
Eve smiled to herself. There was power, then there was power. He may deal all the cards in controlling their sex life, but when the heated silk of his erection was bouncing against the edge of her throat, she held the winning hand. As he jerked then spewed down her throat, she relished his loss of control as much as she was looking forward to experiencing what else he had planned for their trip.
Chapter Fifteen
Nate bent down and suckled a pouty nipple into a rigid peak, his fingers teasing Eve's clit until her sheath moistened enough to make attaching the small butterfly easy. Pulling back, he released her nipple with an audible plop then wrapped the nipple hugger around it. "How does that feel?" From the flush that stole up her cheeks and the bright glint in her eyes, he could guess, but he wanted to hear it from her. Last night he couldn't talk her into coming to dinner topless, but he was hoping after an afternoon of elevated stimulation he'd have better luck tonight.
"Weird," Eve admitted after expecting a bite of pain and getting a snug, arousing fit instead.
"It's called a hugger, for obvious reasons and safe to wear for long periods while keeping you happy." He gave a protruding nipple a light caress and felt another gush of cream coating his fingers. After readying and securing her other nipple, Nate gave her shoulder a small push, sending her sprawling flat on the bed, her legs dangling over the side.
"Now what are you doing?" Eve held her breath as he spread her legs and slipped something small right up against her already aching clit. The man was a master at tormenting her, and God help her, she loved every minute of it.
"This is called a mini butterfly clit teaser, which is self-explanatory I guess. It's small, but I'm told it packs a punch." After securing the thin straps around the tops of her thighs, Nate pulled her up, gave her a swat and instructed, "Get dressed, sugar. We need to get going. And no bra; I want to see the effect of those huggers today."
Just the thought of going out in public with her nipples in such a noticeable state of arousal sent a thrill through Eve. That quick response had her wondering if she should fret over how much fun she was having letting her inner slut out. Thinking of the day's activities the guys had planned, she decided she wouldn't worry about anything. These few days were for nothing but fun, anything else could wait.
Twenty minutes later, the seven of them were on the boat taking them back to Belize for the afternoon. The warm sea breeze whipped around them, the light mist produced from speeding through the water keeping them cool. Nate kept a close, protective eye on Eve, much to his friend's amusement. Ignoring their knowing smirks, he questioned again what it was about Eve that set her apart from the other women he'd had affairs with. Granted, in the beginning it had been the novelty of her blindness and the admirable lengths she was willing to go to to cope and bring a little pleasure into her life. But over the past few weeks, the more time he spent with her, the less her blindness was an issue. He rarely thought of her handicap now; she was so self-reliant, so independent and determined to remain so, it wasn't until she was out of her familiar surroundings he was reminded of her sometimes strict limitations. Yet, for all of her uneasiness and occasional embarrassment over her insecurities about this trip, she was embracing everything, and everyone, with wholehearted enthusiasm. Almost as if she had to soak up everything now because there would never be another opportunity to do so.
This trip would only be successful if he were successful in convincing her he was not going anywhere, that he wasn't put off by any concessions he had to make for her handicap, or asking his friends to make those same concessions. Seeing her so relaxed now, joking with Sherry and Katie, her face turned up in obvious enjoyment of the sun and the breeze as the boat cut through the clear as glass water, he would give anything to do nothing but think of ways to keep her looking just like that.
But he wasn't stupid. He knew they'd be returning to real life in two days, and all the obstacles that awaited them. Between Eve's ingrained insecurities about relationships and Holly's long term influence over her, even if this short trip was a success and Eve returned home more open to believing they had something solid going for them, her well-meaning friend might still prove difficult to get past. Shoving those worries aside, he took her hand as they docked at the Tourism Village, anxious now for nothing more than seeing she had a good time.
"There are some shops and places to grab lunch here along the boardwalk," Nate told her. "But I don't recommend venturing too far into downtown. Unfortunately, Belize City is symbolic of the crumbling infrastructure that peeps out from most of what is Belize's welcome mat for us tourists. The streets can be downright dangerous, not just from potholes big enough to swallow small cars and the evident signs of poor drainage, but the number of policemen needed to patrol to control the gang related crimes."
"There's a great little place right up the dock here that serves nothing but fish tacos. We have plenty of time before we need to catch the bus to Nohoch Che'en," Dec suggested as they all disembarked.
The guys laughed when all three girls scrunched up their faces in distaste then couldn't help saying 'I told you so' when they enjoyed the island cuisine. Eve had all her senses tuned into her surroundings: the sounds of bustling activity along the busy boardwalk, the splash of waves against the dock, the bargaining voices of tourists as natives hawked handmade jewelry, wood carvings and knickknacks and the tantalizing aromas coming from open air restaurants.
"Can we take the time to walk through St. John's Cathedral?" Katie asked as she flipped through a brochure she had picked up. "It's not too far from here and I love old churches. It's centuries old, Eve, all brick and of historic importance to t
he islanders."
"I'd love to play an antique organ in an old church like that. The acoustics would be awesome."
"We can go by and you can touch it, Eve, but I doubt if you'll be allowed to play it." Nate squeezed her hand before releasing her as they stood.
"I see Nate's tormenting you with nipple huggers, Eve," Sherry boldly remarked, the three of them walking ahead of the guys. "Did Nate and Wes include clit teasers too? Because if not, I'm going to complain. If I have to be miserable, so do you guys."
"Well, I'm miserable, delightfully so. How about you, Eve?" Katie asked.
Eve had been trying to ignore the effects of the nipple huggers and clit teaser, but hearing Sherry and Katie were sporting the same toys brought the effects of the constant, soft vibrations to the forefront. "I feel better knowing I'm not the only one getting tormented. Misery does love company."
"If you two think this is torment, you ought to see what Dec and Fin can come up with at the club. Whew!" Fanning herself with dramatic hand waves, Sherry said, "They can get quite devious."
Eve laughed along with Katie but couldn't imagine doing some of the things she'd heard the other woman talk about. She had gotten used to, and enjoyed, the sexual encounters Nate included his friends in on, but doing those things in a room full of strangers was not something she could see herself doing. She put down the sudden dampness between her legs to the clit teaser, not the scene she was envisioning.
They stepped into the cool, musty interior of the ancient church a few minutes later and Nate led Eve to the antique organ. She spent a few minutes running her hands over the instrument, marveling at the beauty she could picture. "It's gorgeous," she whispered with reverence. "The sound from these pipes reverberating along these ancient walls would be dramatic."
"I'd love to hear you play it, but that's not allowed. Sorry, sugar. It sits in an alcove, the windows made from beautiful, intricately stained glass. The sun reflects all those colors onto the walls and floor."