Another Time, Another Place

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?”