by Blair
“Whose fault is that?”
“Fault? No one’s fault, but I hadn’t counted on there not being enough people around for a little indecent fun. The deserted island fantasy pales if it is really deserted. If you had a few more handsome beach bums lurking around, this could be the destination for women in search of a good time. It would be nice if there were a new one for every day of the week, but there are about zero. Even a gigolo would be a start. Lacking that, I picked you. You aren’t a beach bum, but you have two of their important qualities.”
“Which are?”
“Your gorgeous body and availability. You don’t spend all day working.”
“You don’t like the other people here?”
“I don’t like the fact that the total number of guests is me, my female roommate, and a couple who just arrived. The pairing off possibilities prove limited.” She licked her lips. “I probably sound like I am desperate, but I am very particular about the people I pair off with, and my research has settled me on you.”
“I already have a girlfriend, as we have discussed.”
“Who doesn’t shave her pussy, and is off to the office, probably until dinner time, leaving you sitting naked on a deserted beach with nearly naked and very wet me.”
Jake had to admit she had a point. “Your obvious interest precedes you, Jake!” and made her point by wrapping her long fingers around his erect cock and digging her long nails dig into the skin. “You could have grabbed your shorts and left me here to play with my pussy and moan about life, but you didn’t. You sat and engaged in sexual word play that doesn’t just verge on foreplay, but slams into it. Now, here you are with this wonderful hardon and me tingling with anticipating what it will feel like inside, how it would please me to take it between my legs any way you wanted to give it to me. I am happy to please you and expect the same.”
Her words brought back his complaint to Margot that morning. He was turned on and he had played her game, knowing it was turning her on. He couldn’t say she was at fault because she started it. Now they were both excited and she offered a fair exchange. “You have a point.”
She turned toward him to stare into his face, smiling. Her tits jutted out at him and she licked her lips. She smiled and then licked his, sending a tremble through him. “Relax. Your girlfriend is off doing whatever island managers do all day and you are in need right now. I doubt very much that you would prefer to go home and jerk off, so let’s help each other out here.”
He sighed. “You are a bit of a bitch, aren’t you?”
She licked her lips. “I hope so. A cock hungry bitch. Why don’t you treat me the way I deserve for this slutty come on?”
This woman was definitely hungry for cock and he couldn’t think of a thing wrong with that. Her lean body had lots of potential. Strong legs and a tight pussy could make for a wild fuck, and she was right that she had him wound up tighter than a clock spring.
He felt her squeeze his cock tightly. “Don’t be afraid, big man. If little Margot dumps you, there are always going to be hot chicks around here willing to open their legs wide for this baby.” She smiled knowingly. “Some of them might be willing to do almost anything to get eaten and screwed by you. Lots of things your little office piece of ass wouldn’t dream of.”
Her uncanny analysis of his relationship stunned him for a moment. How did she know? Before he could ask, her hand slid down the shaft to its base. She squeezed and then let go to caress his balls. She got up on her knees and used the tip of her forefinger on the other hand to trace a line on his lips. Then she kissed him. He moaned. “You want me, you bastard, so use me. Use me while I am here. Your regular cunt will never know a thing and you can have both of us the whole time I am here. Just ride me hard and put me away wet, because I need it. Remember, the customer is always right. Besides, what options do you have at this point? If we keep talking about fucking like this, you are going to come all over my hand. You might as well do something more pleasant than that.”
As her hand began stroking his cock, he decided she was right. Instead of answering her taunt, his hand went around her waist and he pulled her close so that he could lick her hard nipples, tasting salt. She arched her back and he leaned over to take a nipple in his mouth, sucking it hard. He felt her hand on the back of his neck.
“That’s right, Jake,” she sighed as he lay her back on the towel. He ran his tongue over her breasts, up her neck and chin. She arched her head back, exposing her throat to his wet caresses. He took her face in his hands and licked it with his broad tongue.
“Oh that is tingly,” she murmured with a shudder as he ran it down her elegant neck.
He lay on his side in the sand beside her and ran his hand across the flat, hard muscles of her stomach. The touch of her hand running over his body was hot, and he trembled when she found his cock again, and her long fingers wrapped around it.
His fingers reached her bare mons and he slid one under the edge of her thong, touched her pussy just above her clitoris, and enjoyed feeling her shudder with pleasure. He moved it down her pussy lips and stroked it into her vagina. Then he pulled it back and ran it over the cloth, pushing the fabric inside her making it sopping wet. He pressed the tip of his finger down, trapping the cloth against her clit and rubbed it gently in a circle as she moaned.
He rolled her on her stomach, stroking her back gently and then lay half across her, his chest on her shoulder, his leg over hers, and he nibbled on her ear lobes. The movement of her body as she squirmed rubbed her ass against his cock, exciting him even more. He needed to get inside the bitch. He knelt between her legs and watched her squirm with delight as his hand played with her ass, and tugged on the thong that ran between her cheeks. He pulled the string up high, watching how it dug into her pussy. He let it go with a snap and she cried out.
Her buttocks were firm and strong, and he squeezed each in turn, letting his fingers probe between her legs as he did it. She raised her hips to meet his touch and he reached between her legs and ran a finger alongside the cloth of her thong, the fingertip just inside her out labia. She shuddered and moved her body against his finger to force it inside. He hooked the thong with his finger, pushing it aside and sliding the full length of his finger into her. Then he added a second finger.
“I can take that thong off,” she gasped.
“Shut up!” he ordered, and slapped her across the ass hard, raising a red handprint. She collapsed on the sand and cried out but quickly she had her own ass in the air again ready for more. His right hand spanked the other cheek, and then the first as his left toyed with her pussy, feeling the blood engorged lips swell at his touch.
“Fuck me,” she cried. “Fuck me you bastard.”
Grabbing her ankles, he flipped her over on her back. He lay across her, pinning her with his weight. He grabbed her thin wrists and brought her hands together over her head, then took them captive in his massive left hand. Still holding her wrists, he got to his knees between her legs, his cock throbbing with urgency. Then he lowered himself, keeping the pressure of his knees on her legs until his cock was between her legs, throbbing against her thighs. He grabbed the stiff rod in his right hand and rubbed it against the lips of her pussy until the tip was just inside. She moaned and squirmed. “I’m on fire,” she cried. Shove it in. Give me your cock!”
Jake eased the shaft inside her. She was slippery and he knew he could jam in all the way into her. It would be tight, but well lubricated. He put his face to her ear and stuck his tongue inside it. Then he whispered, “You are lucky I fucked Margot this morning before my workout. I fucked her on the porch and filled her pussy up.” Trina moaned, squirming in her attempt to take his cock deeper inside her pussy.
He pinched her hard nipple as he lowered hips to grind against hers, pressing his long fat cock into her. Watching her eyes widen as he took her almost made him come, but he held ba
ck.
Still holding her against the sand, he began gently raising and lowering his hips, letting his cock take the full measure of the woman’s pussy. She thrashed in his grip, her ass bounced against the ground as she tried to find purchase to thrust against him. She moaned and tightened her pussy around his cock each time he was deep in her, as if she were trying to hold it prisoner there. She began urging him on. “Fuck me, please fuck me hard.”
Finally, he gave in to his own desire. He let go of her wrists and hooked his arms under her legs, bending her knees up. Then he raised his hips and slammed his body into hers. He felt her heels dig into his back, rubbing against the sand stuck to him, as he pumped up and down, each time lifting her ass off the ground and the slamming it back to the sand. She screamed out. He didn’t know if she had already come, and he didn’t care. The hot pussy wrapped around his cock was driving him mad.
Suddenly he was coming. The moment he came, he pulled out of her and spun around so that he faced her swollen pussy lips. He watched some of his come oozing out onto her thighs and shoved his still hard cock into her face. When she opened her mouth, taking the head of the purple monster inside, he shoved it in all the way. She sucked it hard, drawing out the last of his seed, and he felt it soften as he ran a finger through the wetness of her pussy.
“Whew,” she sighed. “That sure took the edge off.”
After resting for a time, they walked naked into the sea and washed off the sand and juices that covered their bodies. When she rinsed her thong and wrung it out, he laughed. “Not sure why you bother with that little scrap.”
She grinned. “Because women know that hiding the ultimate target, even a tiny bit, seems to excite men even more than running around stark naked, that is why.”
As she bent over to ring it out, he slipped a hand between her legs and probed between the now swollen lips. “Well it is desirable.” His finger toyed with her anus. “There are some other targets to consider as well.”
She stood and turned around, opening her arms and legs. “Don’t be a stranger then. All things are possible with Trina,” she promised. “You can have me any way you want and any time I don’t have another cock in me.”
“That sounds good.”
He started putting on his shorts, but before he could zip them up, she dropped to her knees in front of him and kissed the head of his cock. “Until next time,” she said. “I never did get to find out how big I could make this thing by sucking it. But that leaves something else to learn about.” Tucking his cock back inside and zipping him up, she gathered up her towel and binoculars and scampered back toward her bungalow.
Chapter Three
An exhausted Jake walked into the office and poured himself some coffee from the pot in the back of the room. “What’s up, Mr Muscle?” Billie asked. She was the only one who called him that and he couldn’t help but notice that every time she called him Mr Muscle and he glanced at her, her eyes were on his crotch. She never pretended she was looking at something else.
He looked at her and smiled. Billie was hard to figure. He had taken up with Margot right away, and now it would be hard to get a fix on what she thought of him, other than as Margot’s boyfriend. She flirted with him all the time, but that just seemed to be part of her nature. He wondered how playful her nature was.
Billie had a nice figure and that new hairdo seemed to suit her well. She always wore tight tee shirts that made it clear that she didn’t wear a bra, and her tight jeans shorts accented a shapely ass and legs. Part of him thought it would feel mighty nice to spread those sinewy black legs apart and stuff her full of Jake, but Billie was very close to Margot, and so he had never really considered seeing what she would think of the idea. But such visions did pop into his head when he was around her.
He had noted that she seemed to flirt with women as well. He didn’t mind that in the least either, in fact it made him think about the possibility of getting her together with Margot for a threesome. He didn’t think Billie would be the problem - Margot would likely be horrified. It did make for a pleasant fantasy and, if he was going to stay with Margot, he needed to hope that things would get more exciting.
With his brain in that mode, the picture of a naked Billie on her back on the desk came up again. It still didn’t seem like a good idea, not any smarter than before, but somehow it seemed more likely. When he and Margot were doing it all the time, he could ignore all the good-looking, half-dressed women around the island. With Margot preoccupied about work and keeping him a bit distant, he couldn’t help but see them, and even want them.
He was sure that women sensed his new interest. Nothing like Trina had happened before. Something in the way he acted had made her think he was available, and now Billie’s teasing seemed to be more flirtatious than ever.
Of course, since he had fucked Trina that morning, things were a lot different. Trina and girls like her were a solution to being horny, but he really didn’t want to hurt Margot. He felt that Trina had kind of blackmailed him into having sex--not that he hadn’t cooperated. What he really wanted was a way to get Margot more excited and crazier about sex. He sensed that it was in her somewhere, but buried. He just had to find the right shovel to dig it out.
If not, then he might as well go after Billie on the principle of “in for a penny, in for a pound.” Or, as they said back in the old country, if you are going to knock off some strange stuff, you might as well get all you can. As Billie bounced around the office, he pictured bouncing her on a bed.
For the moment, life was already more complicated than he liked. “I thought I’d pop in and see if I can come up with any clever ideas for improving the island’s web site,” he told her. “I’ve got new photos of the island that I took from the boat,” he told Billie. “Maybe one of them will bring in a few more customers.”
Billie shrugged. “Okay Mr Muscle. I know nothing about such things, so I am going for a swim. If anyone needs me, tough - my radio will be off, along with my brain.”
He nodded. Everyone needed down time.
She smiled at him. “There is a secluded spot over past the manager’s hut where almost no one goes,” she said smiling. “Do you know it? It is a great place to swim naked.” Then she was off, making him wonder how much she knew. How big an audience did he have? He wondered if he was reading it the wrong way around. Was that an invitation? Maybe she wanted an audience.
Tread lightly, he told himself.
Putting things he couldn’t control out of his head for a time, he worked steadily for an hour and then evaluated the results. The new picture and tweaks to the layout improved things a bit, but he wasn’t sure they made their destination more attractive to anyone. Once you’ve seen one tropical paradise, you’ve seen them all, it seemed.
He jumped as the door crashed opened, and Margot came in. “Why the sour face?” he asked. “Anything I can do to change it to a smile?”
She shook her head. “Forget smiling. This is just a stupid, very very rotten day,” she said.
“Sorry to hear it,” he said.
“First, I get heat from the owners to do some undefined something, with no money, to achieve some vague result.”
“Nothing new there.”
“Well it intensified this morning. They were really on my case, as if I can control getting people here. Then, I took a walk around to spot check the facilities and found Qary fucking one of the guests.”
“Which one?”
“One of the two girls sharing bungalow three!” she snapped. “I don’t know their names. All I saw was brown hair and big tits. Qary’s hairy body covered the rest. Who cares which one?”
Jake decided to proceed cautiously. “Is that a big deal?”
“Of course it is. First, he wasn’t doing the work he is paid to do. And second he was having it on with a customer.”
“If it was what sh
e wanted, then what is the problem? We could benefit.”
Margot sat at her desk and gave him a strained look. “What is that supposed to mean?”
Jake thought about what Trina had said. “Okay, suppose she is bored here. There aren’t a lot of people to interact with, especially very few guys, and she is bored and horny. Qary is a decent looking guy and friendly. So she decides that a nice screw with him would improve her time in paradise.”
“Why do I care? How do I benefit?”
“Happy customers are good advertising, right?”
“Right.”
“Okay, from the other perspective, what is Qary supposed to do? If she is attractive, he wouldn’t see any reason not to oblige. If he turns her down, then she is not only horny and bored, but rejected. Of course, she won’t tell the world that she tried to seduce the help and struck out, but anything she writes on the web about her trip will be tinged by a negative impression of her visit. If Qary changes bored into happy, then she sees everything here as great and spreads the word. That is how we benefit.”
She glared at him. “So you think it is okay?”
“Sure. Do you expect him to tell her to take a hike because you think there is something wrong with it?” He shrugged and clicked on a travel site and showed her comments of travellers. “Besides, what I think isn’t the point. Look at these. If you want good reviews, then you give people what they want when you can.”
“So if she starts rubbing up against you next, I should expect you to hop into her bed?” Somehow, Jake couldn’t manage to see a bad thing in that idea, but kept his mouth shut. She was fuming. “And if some male guest decides that giving the manager a poke would be fun, you think I should be flattered and overjoyed at the opportunity to improve our customer service image by spreading my legs for him?”