Hi’ My name is Joyce, I’m a 43 year old Married wife and a Mother, I have brunette colored hair and a lovely 5′ 8″ body.
I work out all the time to keep in shape and love to tan nude “no tan lines at all ” My story begins with my son going to his summer JROTC camp and me going along as a camp Nurse and Chaperon. After we arrived and got settled in I was meeting some of the Sergeants and Captains in charge, Some of them very handsome.
I made eye contact with one man in particular that made my pussy twinge and later we got to talk some a while to get to know each other a little better. He was very muscular and stern, He also had a few friends as buff as him and I was one of just a few woman Nurses there with many men.
The next evening after a long day of activities and after dinner I showered and was walking around the base and ran into Sergeant Maj. Green ” The man that made my pussy jump the day before” We walked around a bit talking and being around him just made me loose my thoughts of the real world.
We ended up later in a private part of the base alone and the next thing that happened was the last thing I would have thought I’d every do Being married and my son at this same camp. I ended up in his arms kissing him deeply as his strong hands found the mounds of my ass, He pulled me up into his groin as our tongues found each other.
I could feel his cock growing against my body as hands massaged my ass and when he started darting his tongue in and out of my mouth I sucked it like it was his cock, He then pushed me down on my knee’s and I reached up with out thinking about it undid his belt opened his pants and released his hard cock.
It was like a flag pole sticking up in the air, His strong hands guided my head and my mouth opened as I eagerly sucked his cock into my throat, My tongue was swirling around his shaft as he fucked my face, My hands had found his balls and were caressing them as his cock thrust in and out of my mouth.
My husband tells me all the time how talented I am when it comes to giving a blowjob.
I would alternate from licking and sucking his balls to running my tongue up and down his shaft then taking the full length into my mouth till I would gag and it wasn’t long before I felt his sac starting to swell and I knew he was fixing to fill my mouth with his seed, He moaned and I felt his warm cum coat the back of my throat so I keep sucking till his cock went limp in my mouth then I swallowed it all. We parted ways but not before making plans for later that night.
After curfew that night I met him at this building off from the others and we embraced again in a heated kiss, He then laid me down on a couch and slid my shorts off then my panty’s my pussy was already wet thinking of his cock entering my cunt, He then took my shirt and bra off before moving between my legs with his tongue, He worked magic on my clit and fucked my hole with his tongue till my body started shuddering and I had intense orgasm.
He then placed his hard cock on my swollen pussy lips and eased it in real slow, Once he got his cock lubricated from my juices he started pumping faster and I could hear and feel his balls slapping against my ass, He fucked me hard and fast till he laid his head back and moaned load, I could feel his hot spunk filling my pussy.
He then pulled out and sat down and told me to clean his cock up so I bent down and sucked his cock into my mouth licking all over it like a popsicle till all of my juices and his cum was gone.
I keep on sucking his cock till it was gaining new life when I felt hands on my hips and another cock being thrust into my wet pussy, I was so wet from the fucking I just received that this other mans cock slid in before I could even resist, I tried to stop him at first but it was feeling so good pumping inside me I just lowered my head back down and continued to suck the cock in my face.
I was in total extasy with two cock working me from both ends then the man that behind me shoot his load deep inside me and when he pulled his cock out to my big surprise their was another guy standing waiting his turn, I raised up from sucking cock to notice five military guys all in there early thirties stroking there hard cocks waiting a turn at my hot pussy, Maj. Green took his hand and guided my head back onto his cock and told me to relax and enjoy the pleasure I was getting.
After Green filled my mouth with his load and another guy emptied his sperm inside me they got me up and I straddled another hard cock while two other guys got on each side of my head as I alternated back and forth sucking there cocks till another guy would cum in my mouth or cunt then someone would take his place.
I was in a daze and feeling like a slut but it felt so good I didn’t want to stop until they rolled me over on my hands and knees one guy entered my wet pussy from under me while a cock was guided into my mouth, Then I felt someone lube my ass up and placed his cockhead against my anus and started easing it in my tight ass hole, It hurt at first but after he got in all the way It felt better.
I couldn’t believe that I had a cock fucking my mouth, one in my pussy and another in my ass at the same time pounding my body in every hole I had, I even had hands rubbing my tits and pinching my nipples.
All I could do was grunt and go “unngghhh” with every thrust of each cock and then they all started Cumming inside me, My mouth was filling up along with my ass and pussy, cum was running out the corners of my mouth because I could not swallow fast enough and cum was dripping from my pussy & ass.
The guys keep switching positions till all seven guys had shoot there loads of cum in my pussy, ass and mouth, I then was placed on my knees in the middle of every one and told to lick and clean each cock with my mouth.
For the next four days every night I was these seven soldiers personal fuck and suck slut, I could not believe the things I let these guys do to me, Some of the other nights I sit in the middle of them with my mouth open and tongue sticking out letting each of the seven guys jerk off and shoot there cum in my mouth and could not swallow till each man had filled my mouth with his load, My mouth was full of creamy white juice and some of it ran down my chin and dropped onto my tits.
When I was told I could swallow I almost gagged it was so thick and creamy but I got it all down and even scraped what had fell on my tits with my fingers and licked them clean.
I am back home now to my normal life as the good wife and I hope my husband doesn’t ever find out what kind of wild slut I was at camp, But I now have thoughts of a stranger fucking all my holes and making me his slut, But I haven’t found the right moment or guy yet. I have circled the date on the calendar for next years camp and all the guys said they want me to please come back.
I stood in the airport waiting for him at arrivals with green balloons and a big sign that had his name on it. I felt like a total dork but that’s what he loved most about me. I saw him before he saw me. Tall and gorgeous in his ACU’s, his long legs bringing him closer to me every step he took. How in the world did this man ever fall in love with me, a fat middle-aged woman from Jersey?
He finally saw me and smiled as he rushed the last 50 feet towards me. He wrapped his arms around me and tried to lift me up as I screamed. He kissed me and I saw fireworks. His kiss tasted like the mint from his gum and he smelled like Brut. I didn’t want to let go. This was a moment I dreamed about and hoped about for months ever since our friend Rich introduced us on line. I threatened to become a lesbian because my luck with men had been so bad. Rich’s famous last words were “Ever date a Ranger?” About five minutes later, life as I knew it had ceased to exist. I was falling in love with his friend and his friend fell even faster than I did.
After months of talking on line as much as we could, he got leave and decided to come home to New Jersey for Christmas to surprise me. And here we were at the airport meeting for the first time face to face. He was as good looking as I hoped. His picture didn’t do him justice. I was so worried he wouldn’t like me when he met me. The kisses I was getting proved my fears to be unfounded. As we kissed, the group of people around us started clapping. I broke away from him and told him we should head home. We started heading to my car hand in hand. I opened the back door to put his bags in the car and he pinned me to the car as I closed the door. We started to kiss again and his hand rested on my breast.
“Mine.” He said as I tried not to laugh. His hand slipped down the neckline of my t shirt and down past my bra. I gasped as his fingers met my nipple. The soft circles he was making with his finger on my already hard nipple were turning me on. I pressed my thigh against his. I could feel he was starting to get hard already so I suggested we go home and finish this the right way instead of in the parking lot of the airport. I didn’t want to give the guys at TSA a show on the security cameras and there was a bet at the fire house I wanted to win. Something about not making it out of the airport without ripping each other’s clothes off. We got in the car and headed to my house as fast as the speed limit and traffic would let me drive.
We got to my house and we were both tearing off each other’s clothes as soon as the front door closed. I had him down to his boxers by the time we got the ten feet down the hall and in front of my bedroom door. I grabbed him by his hard cock and dragged him to my bed. Pushing him down, I took him in my mouth and started sucking him hard. I looked at him with a big smile on my face and laughingly said “Mine!” He laughed and told me not to stop. I went down on him again, licking and sucking until I heard him start to moan softly. I started to stroke him with both hands as I sucked hard on the head of his cock. I started slowly and as he started to moan, I picked up the pace, stroking and sucking as I moved my warm, wet mouth up and down his shaft. I could feel he was close to cumming, so I stopped everything and started to cup his balls and lick tiny circles around them.
“Baby don’t stop. I was going to explode.” he said.
I laughed and reminded him of all the times I owed him paybacks for making me wet and him being thousands of miles away. I lightly ran my finger tips along the shaft of his rock hard cock. He begged me to finish him and I thought it would be more fun to torture him. I flicked the little dent under the head of his cock with my tongue and he sucked in air loudly. I knew I owned him at that point.
I slid on top of him and lowered myself on to the tip of his cock just to the point of having him inside me but not all the way. I wiggled my cute little butt around his cock and he grabbed my hips and shoved me down so his cock was buried deep in my soaking wet pussy. “Oh my God” he yelled as I slid myself up and down his shaft. Slowly at first, I sped up my pace until we were cumming together hard. I could feel his hot cream hitting my cervix and filling my quivering pussy. I rolled off of his cock and laid on the bed next to him. He leaned over and kissed me hard.
“Baby I love you” he said as he started to play with my nipples. “That was amazing.”
I dared him to make me cum by playing with my nipples alone and he tried but he was impatient and slid two fingers into my cum filled pussy. I could feel another orgasm building. I begged him not to stop and to my surprise, he didn’t. He finger fucked me hard and I could feel my release squeezing his fingers tight. He laughed and asked me if it was good. Silly soldier, can’t you tell?
He was ready to go again. He flipped me over and had me get on my hands and knees in front of him. He slid inside me and teased me in and out a few times before he decided that I was taking his thick eight inches in my ass. I begged him to go slow and he didn’t listen. He slid into me and there was a brief moment of intense pain as I took all of him at once. So much for taking orders, I guess. He waited a minute until I could breathe again and he started to slowly pump my ass full of cock. After a few strokes, I was biting the pillow trying not to scream with pleasure. I reached for my clit and started rubbing it as he stroked. The buildup was amazing and I started to cum again as he was shooting his load in my ass. We both came hard and fell onto the bed into each other’s arms. He kissed the back of my neck and seconds later I heard a soft snore coming from behind me. So much for him not being able to sleep, I thought to myself. Welcome home soldier.
I serve as a squad leader in the U.S. Army and have several men under my influence. I think I am a fair guy and treat my soldiers with respect, but am not afraid to stick a boot in their ass when the occasion calls on it.
Troy is a good friend of mine, and if he hadn’t made some mistakes he would of been a squad leader by now too. But as fate would have it, he was one of my soldiers now. We had been friends for a very long time. We had traveled to Korea, Panama and even Cuba together. He new everything about me, and I new everything about him. His wife Lisa was a real beauty; she stood just over 5’4″ inches tall, and had a rock hard body. She could have been a model with her nice round boobs, and full firm ass.
When ever I had a chance to meet her, I always showed her respect, as I should. Being a friend to Troy I would never intentionally insult him, but secretly I always wanted to bone his wife.
Then by chance one day, I was driving Troy home when he struck up an odd conversation with me. Nervously he told me that he and his wife had been talking about having a threesome and since she was comfortable with me they wanted to know if I would be interested.
At first I didn’t know what to say. My Leader instinct took over at first and I asked him if he thought that their relationship could handle such and act. He told me that they had been talking about it for a while now and she seemed really intent on it. Since they were newly weds I new they were just experimenting with new things and that once they did it, they would move on with their relationship. So I figured I should take the opportunity that they had given me while I had it.
I told him that I would love to do it, but I wanted her opinion first, to make sure she was willing. I explained that I wanted to hear it from her lips that she wanted to do this, without him being there so that she was free to say exactly how she felt. Secretly I just wanted to get her alone so I could fuck her brains out without having him over my shoulder. I told him to have her meet me at Rodeo’s at 9pm so I could talk to her about it. Its a small western bar with a dance floor. I told him to have her come alone so she could tell me in person how she feels. I tried to convince Troy that I really cared about him and his wife, and wanted to make sure that what were about to do wouldn’t damage their marriage.
Once we arrived at his house he shook my hand and said that if she was still willing to do this, she would be there. I took off back to my apartment, thinking about her tight ass.
I arrived at the Rodeo about 8:45. The place was packed but I managed to get a spot at the dark end of the bar. At exactly 9pm I saw Lisa walk threw the doors. And sure enough she was alone. As she walked over to me, I could tell that she was real nervous. She was a real beauty, with her long brunette hair and big blue eyes. She was wearing some tight jeans and a tight shirt that complimented her sexy body.
When she came over to me, I gave her a hug like I normally do and asked her where Troy was. She told me that he was home waiting for her. Since they only had one car, it was a good bet he was home, unless he decided to find another way to follow her. After ordering a shot of tequila and a beer I asked her how she was doing, I was trying to make small talk to ease the tension. She was nervous being around me without her husband present. She told me that she was a little scared and wasn’t sure if she was doing the right thing. As I handed her the shot I asked her if she wanted to have sex with me. I know it was a little harsh to ask this way, but I felt if I just brought it out, she would relax a bit. Sure enough, she giggled, drank her shot and stared me over as she thought about her answer carefully.
She paused a moment before she downed the shot and turned toward me. She explained that her and Troy had talked about having sex with other people and that he wanted to have a threesome. She basically wanted to make him happy and that if having sex with me was the way to do it, then she was game. She seemed very sincere and honest in her approach to her answer, but to be honest I really didn’t care. All I wanted to do was have my way with her.
As we casually talked for the next hour or so, I kept feeding her shots and having her beers replaced. Within that time her tiny frame was staggering and it was obvious that she was starting to get a little drunk. Leaning forward I whispered into her ear. I asked her bluntly if she liked to suck cock. Looking up at me, she silently nodded her head with a teasing little smile. That’s when I decided it was time to get some of this hot little wife.
I grabbed her by the hand and led her out of the bar. Once outside I took her around the side of the building where my car was parked in the back of the parking lot. Once there I pinned her to my car and pressed my lips to her. I half expected her to back out and protest, but to my surprise she buried her tongue into my mouth, showing her approval.
As we sucked face I took the opportunity to explore her sexy body. I moved my hands from her soft breasts down to her hard ass, and every part of her curvaceous body I could reach. She was no angel either as her hands moved over my chest and down to my groin. Once she found my hard cock she stopped and pulled away from me. She asked if we should wait until we were with her husband. I pulled her back to me and told her that we would get to him later.
Reaching down, I unbuckled my pants and dropped them down to my thighs. Instinctively she gripped my eight inch cock and started to stroke it. I never thought I had a big dick, and considered myself to be about average. But when she said that my cock was so big compared to Troy’s I felt a bit of confidence roll over me.
I pushed her to her knees on the hard pavement as our bodies were hidden between the cars. She new exactly what I wanted as she started to stroke my cock with her hands while sucking the tip of my dick into her mouth at the same time. Looking down I watched as this beautiful housewife was now deep throating my cock. She seemed to enjoy swallowing me as her nose pressed against me stomach every time she took the plunge.
She sucked me like a pro for a few minutes before I thought I was going to explode. I pulled away from her and pulled her back to her feet before me. Swinging her around, I bent her over the trunk of my car as I un buttoned her tight jeans, pulling them to the ground so that they were wrapped around her ankles. Her round hips ran perfectly into her shapely ass. She had spread her legs as far as she could go with her jeans wrapped around her ankles, and her pussy was gleaming with juices as I ran my finger between her wet folds.
Taking up position behind her, I placed my cock between her lips and asked her if she was ready. “yes” she whispered as I plunged my cock as deep as I could go.
“uuuunnnnnggggghhhh!!!!!” Was all she said as my hips pinned her body to the back of my car. While holding her by her hips I pounded her as hard and as fast as I could. Her pussy was hot and tight and with every thrust of my hips she yelped with pleasure.
When I heard some giggling I looked up to find that a couple of chicks were watching us a few cars down. Lisa also turned to see them starring at us. Looking up at me, she told me to stop, but I ignored her request as I continued to pound into her.
“Stop please” came from her lips as she gasped for breath. I continued to ignore her. I was caught up in the moment and I new she was too, by the way her backside flexed every time I filled her with my cock.
As her moans grew louder, I knew she was close to cumming. The two chicks that were watching us didn’t move as Lisa’s body started to shudder under me. Gripping her hips tightly I pressed my cock as deep into her as I could go. Again she cried out in pleasure as I shot my seed deep into her wanting womb. The two chicks walked by and patted me on the ass as our two bodies heaved in exhaustion. We could hear them chuckling half way to the bar, as Lisa and I pulled ourselves together.
Once dressed we sat in my car talking. She wasn’t drunk anymore, and I was curious to what I was to do next. She told me that if Troy found out what we did he would kill her. We were supposed to wait until we were all together before doing the deed. I explained that he didn’t have to know what we did, and that we could do it again for him later. Plus now that we new each other better, it would be that much easier.
When we arrived at Troy and Lisa’s house I could tell that Lisa was extremely nervous. Grabbing her by the hand I tried to calm her by telling her to go into the house and clean up, and that while she was doing that, I would talk to Troy and ease him into this. I asked her if she still wanted to do this. She said that she wanted to do this, but she was scared that it would ruin her marriage.
When we walked threw the door, Troy was sitting in the living room waiting for us. He didn’t look mad, nor did he look concerned. I think he was more eager then me to do this. Lisa walked up to him and kissed him on the cheek just before she said that she would be right back. She told him that she wanted to change.
Troy went to the kitchen and returned with a beer. When he asked me if everything went ok, I told him that she was fine with it, and that after a few drinks she seemed to be eager to get started. Troy and I were talking about his wife when Lisa walked back into the living room. The both of us just sat there stunned at the beauty that stood just a few feet from us.
Lisa had not only showered but she had returned wearing only her pretty lace panties and with a matching bra. She had lace covered stockings that wrapped all the way up her thighs and her chest seemed to explode out of the slim lace bra that covered them. With her hair tied up in a pony tail we could tell she was ready for business.
Neither Troy or myself new what to do next. We just stood their shocked at her beauty. Lisa broke the silence by asking, “who’s first?”
I looked over at Troy and he told me to go ahead. He said that’s why I was over here to begin with. Lisa walked over to me and led me to the couch. Silently she removed all my clothes, leaving my drawers for last. My rock hard cock was protruding over the top of my skivvies as she paused to look over at her husband.
Troy was sitting in his chair silently watching his wife in action. Just then, Lisa pulled down my skivvies and released my cock. Leaning down, she sucked the tip of my cock into her mouth as she used her hand to gently stroke it. Troy and I watched as her head began to move up and down over me. Every time she downed me, she would swallow more of my cock, until finally she had every inch buried in to her wet oral cavity.
If it hadn’t been for our earlier sex excursion, I’m sure I would have already blew, but fortunately for me, I had lot of endurance left. After a few minutes Lisa pulled away from me and removed her bra and panties. Once she was done, she paused to look over at her husband. I didn’t give him a chance to deny me this as I reached up and pulled her down to the couch with me. Locking my lips to hers I totally engulfed myself into the moment.
As I pushed her back down onto the couch I used my hands to probe her beautiful body. Once I reached her soaked pussy, I inserted a couple of fingers into her, causing her hips to bounce upward with pleasure. I continued to suck face with her as I finger fucked her pussy. Slowly inserted a couple of other fingers into her wet pussy as she responded by spreading her legs for me.
Pulling back, I flipped her so that she was laying on her stomach. I climbed on top of her closed legs so that I straddled her thighs. Eagerly I guided my cock into her waiting pussy. Her moans of pleasure filled the room as I slowly pushed inch after inch of my swollen cock into her. In this position I was able to penetrate her more deeply, and I new it would have positive results.
Her body buckled beneath me as the tip of my cock hit bottom. Her head jolted upward as though she were in pure ecstasy. I leaned forward and started to message her breasts as I plunged my hips into her backside. Her butt would giggle ever so nicely as I humped her causing me to fuck her even harder.
She responded by letting out a loud groan. I felt the tip of my cock pass her cervix as her tiny body spasmed in orgasm beneath me. Her butt bounced upward every time I pumped my hard cock into her from behind.
“I’ve never had one so deep in me before!” She exclaimed in between breaths as her body flexed from pure pleasure. I didn’t bother to see what Troy was doing as I pounded his wife like she had never fucked been before.
As soon as she finished her first orgasm, I slowed down my momentum. I wanted to enjoy this moment and not cum too fast. That’s when I noticed that Troy had stripped down and had moved over to the other side of the couch. She was right; he did have a small cock. Poor guy had like a 4 to 5 inch cock.
He sat down with his legs spread so that her head was inches from his groin. Leaning up, Lisa instinctively opened up to him and sucked his small cock into her mouth. Reaching down, I pulled her ass cheeks apart so that I could see her ass. As I started to message the rim of her ass hole I asked Troy if she had ever had anal sex before. He said that she tried it once with him, but never since.
Lisa didn’t object as I slowly messaged her anal opening with my fingers as I kept my cock buried in her pussy. When I pushed my thumb into her she let out a small moan as she continued to suck on her husbands cock. I took this as a signal of approval to keep going. After a few minutes, I had relaxed her enough so that I could get three fingers into her backside. That’s when I decided to go for it.
Pulling my cock out of her pussy, I quickly aimed it at her anus. She didn’t have time to say no as I pushed the tip of my cock into her. Troy held her head steady as his eyes were closed and he was unaware of what I was doing to her. When she tried to pull back from him, he just gripped the back of her head and pulled her closer to him. She tried to expel his cock from her mouth, but found that he was enjoying himself too much to know what was happening to her or even care.
I leaned forward so that my face was inches from her ear. As I pushed my cock deeper into her anal cavity I whispered to her that if she didn’t want Troy to find out about her affair with me, she would relax. Her body went limp as I felt the rim of her anus relax around my cock. I continued to push into her until all eight inches of my manhood was completely buried with in her ass.
Troy was now slowly moving his cock in and out of her mouth as he looked down at his beautiful wife. He was still unaware that I had stuck my cock into her ass when she started to moan. I slowly rotated my hips in a circular motion as I continued to ease my cock in and out of her. Her body started to betray her as I felt her muscles contract around me.
Once Troy sensed that his wife was cumming he pulled her head closer to him so that every inch of his small cock was in her mouth. Lisa let out a loud grunt that I’m sure the neighbors could hear as she came. Her ass gripped me like a vise and her body tightened up as she started to shake. Troy groaned as his hips buckled into his wife face. I watched as Lisa’s mouth bloated outward as he came, filling her mouth with his seed.
When Troy released his grip on her, Lisa’s head fell downward as she gasped for air, while swallowing at the same time. Leaning back, I held Lisa by the hips as I pulled her to the floor so that she was on her knee’s bent over the couch. That’s when Troy noticed that I was drilling his wife in the ass.
“What the fuck are you doing?” He yelled at me as I stood above Lisa, pounding her ass as hard as I could. I didn’t take the time to answer him as I was too caught up in the moment. Lisa interrupted us as she started to cum once again. “Oh god, oh god! Your dick feels so good, it’s so big! Shut up and fuck me!”
Troy looked stunned as his beautiful wife expelled such dirty words. He never expected that his prim and proper wife could talk this way.
I couldn’t take it any longer. The look on Troy’s face, combined with Lisa’s tight ass was just too much. I lunged as deep into her as I could go as I sprayed her anal cavity with my sperm. Lisa’s body spasmed uncontrollably beneath me as I gripped her hips as tightly as I could. She moved her ass back and forth skillfully as my lubricated cock slid easily in and out of her.
As we finished, I pulled my cock out of her ass. Troy looked down at her crack to see her gaping asshole stretched beyond belief. Reaching forward as I rose to my feet, I grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her face to my cock. I ordered her to suck it.
Compliantly she silently leaned upward and sucked my cock into her mouth. The sounds of her blowjob filled the room as she eagerly worked me over. I decided to add fuel to the fire when I called her my slut.
“You’re my anal love slut aren’t you?” I asked. She murmured, “Yes, I am your anal love slut.” She was mine and I think Troy knew it. He had a small cock and sucked in bed, and now that his beautiful wife had a real man he new that she would never be happy with him again.
When we were done, Lisa silently stood up and walked back to the master bedroom. I don’t know if she was ashamed or unhappy, nor did I care. What I did care about was tagging that ass again in the future.
Cozumel Island, Quintana Roo, Mexico
Near the Yucatan Peninsula
“Why are you so damn uptight?” her boss asked. “It’s just sex. Something to loosen you up a bit and get your juices flowing. I saw you looking at that Russian model and her lover. All that rutting and noise got you excited, didn’t it? You want it just as much as I do.”
“Excuse me?” She went still. “What are you doing?”
Her sleazy employer, Syd Gains, was standing beside his shirt that was spread out on the beach, tugging at his belt. His belt dropped to the sand. “You’re wasting time. Get that bikini off.”
“You’re dreaming if you think I’ll let you screw me, you pervert. The only thing I’m doing is getting off this island before the storm hits. Go screw the other bimbos who are more willing.” She looked him right in the eyes. “Or go screw yourself. I think you do that a lot anyway,” she added grimly.
“Then you’re fired,” he told her, shrugging his shoulders. “Either you let me have a taste of that beautiful body of yours, or your done. No agency will take you by the time I’ll be done with you. Your choice. It’s not like you’re a virgin.”
No, she wasn’t, but she wished that she was. The one time she did have sex, she was discarded right after her loser of a boyfriend took her virginity. Pregnant and alone, she had chosen to terminate the pregnancy. An even bigger mistake that nearly killed her in four ways; emotionally, spiritually, and psychologically, not to mention physically. Then she saw her baby in pieces, ripped apart by an evil abortionist who called himself a doctor. After it was over, she had nearly bled to death. After that she had gotten an infection that had nearly killed her again. She’d be lucky if she would ever get pregnant again. After she had gotten better, she had sworn never to have sex again until after she would get married.
Did he always get away with this? she wondered. Didn’t people file lawsuits for this kind of behavior? She saw her career going up in smoke. But it doesn’t have to be, she thought. What she would do next was for her career. Something she thought she would never do; have casual sex.
“Do you have a condom?” she asked, hating herself for doing this, and wanting to get the deed over quickly and forget about it.
“I’m sure I’ve got one here somewhere,” he replied, digging for his wallet and opening it. He pulled out a wrapper. “Got one left.” He held up the wrapper.
“My bikini stays on,” she told him. She was wearing a yellow bra that barely covered her full breasts. She wore yellow thong panties that only covered her front. “And you’ll take me from behind. I don’t want to look at your ugly face. It’s hard enough for me to let you do this despicable thing to me to save my job. Damn you for bringing me this low.”
Oh, but you don’t have a job anymore, he wanted to tell her. As soon as he was done using that gorgeous body, he would tell her. He just wanted a taste of her before firing her. She was all the porn stars that he liked to watch. To name a few; Crissy Moran, Nadia Styles, Mason Storm, Jenaveve Jolie, Sativa Rose, Laura Lee, London Keyes, Lanny Barbie, Ava Milano, and Mariah Milano, all rolled into one exquisite package. Or any porn star, for that matter, that was a long-haired brunette, large breasted, and opulently curved. That included, as he liked to refer to them, the Spice Girls: Bella, Cierra, Gigi, Karla, Mariah, Natalia, Pamela, Serena, Tania, and the exquisite Spice Twins; Hailey and Ashley. Even though Crissy Moran and Nadia Styles have found religion, he could still enjoy their videos. What could he say? He loved watching porn, especially with Latin stars.
He knew that she would be furious if she knew that he was comparing her to a number of Latin porn stars, but he didn’t give a shit. He’d screwed every woman that was ever here, or had ever worked for him. The ones that were reluctant, he’d blackmailed in some way until they had given in.
Rosa Fonseca was an exceptionally beautiful woman from Honduras. She was on his photo shoot, taking pictures of bikini models, on Cozumel Island, ten miles off the eastern coast of the Yucatan Peninsula, in the jurisdiction of Quintana Roo territory. It had a total area of 189 square miles, and was 29 miles long from northeast to southwest and averaging 9 miles in width. The island was discovered by the Spanish explorer Juan de Grijalva and visited by the conquistador, Hernán Cortés. Now one of Mexico’s premiere tourist resorts, it had excellent beaches, fishing, boating, and skin diving. An airport built for military purposes made it accessible by air as well as by boat. They were about 25 miles from Playa del Carmen.
Suddenly Rosa yearned to be back home in Gracias, Honduras, almost 400 miles to the south. The city lay in the valley of the Mejocote River, at the foot of Las Minas Hill in the Celaque Mountains. Founded in 1536, it is one of the oldest cities in Honduras. In the 16th and 17th centuries, it was a major mining and administrative centre, but it declined in the 18th century. Destroyed in 1915 by an earthquake, it was rebuilt. Gracias is now the commercial centre for the surrounding agricultural lands.
The capital, Tegucigalpa, founded in 1578 on the slopes of Mount Picacho as a gold and silver-mining centre, was about sixty miles to the northwest.
“Ready,” he asked, eager to sink his throbbing erection into her fine body he knew would be tight because she was a petite woman.
“No, but get it over with. I have better things to do. Just so you know, this is a one time deal, and I’ll hate you for this.”
It’s a one time deal, all right, he wanted to tell her. And you can hate me all you want, slut.
They had walked into the thick vegetation and Rosa bent over the first fallen tree she saw. Reaching behind her, she hooked her fingers into her bikini panties and pushed aside the thin scrap of material that ran through the crease of her buttocks. She bared her sex for Syd to sink his unwanted erection into her unwilling body. I’ll get over it, she told herself, feeling him pushing past the fleshy lips of her sex. Then the thinner inner lips, until finally he was all the way inside her. She groaned. It had been years since she last had sex, and she was as tight as a virgin.
Syd groaned as he watched her bend over for him. He watched as she pushed aside her thong panties to bare herself. When he saw her bare sex, he immediately stepped up behind her, and took her without a condom. He didn’t have one. The wrapper he had shown Rosa, had been empty. He didn’t like using a condom. He liked to feel skin on skin. But when the time would come, he’d pull out and ejaculate on her back and buttocks. He knew she’d be angry, but who cared. Not him, that’s for sure. When he’d be done using her, she can jump into the Caribbean and wash off. Then he’d tell her to get the hell off this island.
Rosa expected Syd to use her quickly, but he didn’t. He took his time with her. He only stopped his thrusting to stop himself from achieving his climax.
“Get it over with, damn it,” she cried out. Being taken this way was better than she’d expected. He knew what to do to prolong the pleasure. “Get it over with, or I’ll end it right now,” she threatened.
But he didn’t stop. He kept on stopping then starting, infuriating her because he was making her feel something that she didn’t want to feel. He might have had a lot of woman, but she didn’t want him to think she was enjoying it. It was not lovemaking, it was just sex that didn’t mean nothing except keeping her job. It was way better than her first time, which was awkward and painful. It had led to a pregnancy that she chose to end. This time, though, there would be no pregnancy. Syd was using a condom, or so she thought.
“Get. It. Over. With.” She grunted each word between thrusts, desperate to get it over with, even though she was beginning to like it. That was the reason she wanted it over with.
Finally his pace quickened, not stopping until he pulled out to ejaculate his semen onto her back and buttocks.
“What the hell…” she began. The freaking bastard wasn’t wearing a damn condom. “Philandering son-of-a-bitch,” she swore. “How could you?”
“Because I wanted to,” he retorted. “Now that I’ve had you, along with every bitch who’s ever worked for me, you’re fired. Get your Indian ass off this island.”
Rosa was so shocked, she couldn’t speak for a moment. That animal only wanted to screw her before firing her. “Lying bastard,” she muttered. “I’ll see that you pay for this.” She was embarrassed that she had actually liked the sex a bit. Maybe a little more than a bit. Nonetheless, she regretted ever having agreed to let him have sex with her in hopes of saving her job. Now that he’d had her, he could say that he’d had every woman who’d ever come through his agency.
She suddenly went after him, kicking sand toward him. She heard him yelp and followed up with a roundhouse kick to his ribs that she had learned from her martial arts classes. She wasn’t that good yet, but it’ll do. He gasped for breath. He stumbled sideways and landed facedown in the sand. Right away she pounced on him. Pressing his face into the sand, she reached behind her to collect his semen clinging to her back and buttocks. Dragging her fingers through the sticky substance, she than smeared it over the left side of his face.
Too surprised to do anything for a moment, Syd couldn’t believe what Rosa did. By the time he struggled to his feet, she was running toward the seaplane that had just started up. It was going to rain soon, she had to get off this island and fly to Cancun. Looking up as she ran, she saw heavy storm clouds moving in, an indication of the possibility of a hurricane that was surely coming.
Rosa heard Syd huffing and puffing behind her. Red-faced, there was sand stuck to the left side of his face where she’d smeared his own semen that he had deposited on her back and buttocks.
“You are through, Fonseca. There is no city where an agency will hire you after I’m through with you. Forget about your dream to become a world class photographer. You’re done, bitch. I’m going to personally see to that as soon as I return to Los Angeles.”
Rosa wanted to hit him again. Instead she turned to face him boldly. “If I’m done, then I’ll sue you for sexual assault and sexual harassment. Won’t that look lovely when it hits the papers? You sell a lot of your work at college bookstores. I’d say your sales will dive when the female students hear about your problem keeping your dick in your pants.”
His face turned redder. “You little slut. You are done as far as I am concerned.”
Rosa returned his cold stare. “Try it, boss. If you do, I’ll enjoy contacting every female photographer in the states so that they hear about your blackmailing scheme.”
“Blackmail?” Syd was pissed. “What the hell are you talking about?”
“You blackmail women to have sex with you if they are reluctant. And you’re boasting that you have had sex with every female model and photographer.”
“Let’s go,” the pilot shouted. “We have to leave right now. That storm is moving in faster than I thought.”
Rosa and Syd got in the two-seater plane and buckled in. Rosa couldn’t drag her eyes away from the wall of gray clouds. Sitting beside her, Syd cursed, avoiding eye contact with her. The pilot hadn’t said a word since taking off, but he’d glanced at the gauges and his fingers were tight on the controls.
“What is going on out there?” Syd shouted. “You said that tropical depression was moving east. You said…”
“I was wrong.” The pilot didn’t look up.
Rosa peered at the dark clouds to the west. “Can’t you outrun the storm?”
“The wind can get up to 160 miles per hour. And if we’d left when I wanted to, instead of waiting for you two to fuck each other in the sand, this storm wouldn’t be a problem.”
“That wasn’t my idea,” Rosa snapped.
“You wanted it,” Syd snapped, wiping his face with a cloth. “Don’t give me that shit. I felt how wet you were for me. I felt you clenching around me as you had an orgasm.”
The engine sputtered, cutting off Rosa’s angry remark.
“What was that?” Syd swung around to look out the window, staring at the huge waves. “What are we going to do?” he whined.
The engine coughed again.
They were in serious trouble now, Rosa realized. Trouble that include mayday and life jackets and a forced sea landing. As the plane nosed dived and shuddered, her fingers dug into the sides of her seat as she fought to control her terror. Cold with fear, she squeezed her eyes shut as they plummeted toward the rough sea.
The pilot gripped the radio microphone, “This is Cessna ID number four – niner – three – zero – niner broadcasting on Mayday frequency. I repeat, this is a Mayday call…”
Juan Hernandez was about to go back to his hideout when he heard a plane sputter. Right away he swung his binoculars up and saw a dark shape hurtle down, hitting the water fast. Focusing his binoculars, he could make out a figure beside the plane. “Unlucky tourists?” he muttered. Unlikely. Juan didn’t think that it was a coincidence. But if innocent civilians had been forced to land at sea, they could be fighting for their lives. He couldn’t let them die without a chance.
In case that it was a trap, he would stay out of sight until he was sure.
Rosa opened her eyes and gasped as water splashed out her face. When her fright left her, she realized that the plane hadn’t sunk yet. Both men were still and probably dead. Syd was not strapped in. The pilot was slumped over, blood running down his face.
Water was hammering high and the windshield gave way. The plane pitched hard, driving Rosa back. Suddenly she was fighting to breathe as seawater covered her face, and pure instinct took over. She clawed free from the restraint, kicked past Syd’s lifeless body and managed to find the rear cargo doors. She searched blindly for the door latch. Water hit her face, blinding her as she forced open the hatch. The plane began to sank. Engulfed, she lost all sense of direction, unable to see. Desperate for air, she kicked in the direction of a dim patch of light, fighting through cold, churning water.
She broke the surface, her first gasping breath was torn away by the howling wind. Then Rosa began to sink and realized that she hadn’t opened her floating device. After a second try, the vest inflated and she bobbed to the surface. Another wave hit her in the face.
Stay smart and you’ll stay alive.
She let herself relax. Someone would come, she told herself. They would. All she had to do was stay alive.
Surrounded by pounding waves, Rosa tried to stay calm. In and out. Don’t panic. Stay calm and stay alive.
As the sky darkened, her hands turned cold. Her body tightened, shuddering violently. Was this shock in reaction to the cold? She had no idea of how long she had been floating and kicking, watching the sky and trying hard to stay calm.
Something bumped Rosa’s foot and she screamed in fright. “Please God, no sharks,” she repeated over and over. Again something bumped her leg.
The damned woman was screaming. It wouldn’t be long before her strength gave out. When it did, he’ll help her.
When she passed out, he spun her over onto her side so that she could breathe. He cut smoothly through the darkness. He couldn’t see her face. There was no way to tell her age or hair color. But her figure was impossible to ignore with her hips brushing against him as he swam. She wasn’t tall…maybe five foot six. Her arms were firm and toned. Her waist felt slim and her breasts…
Juan did an unconscious evaluation as he swam. She was soft and full where their bodies met, but he couldn’t let himself think about anything else. Her measurements, possibly 34C-23-34, and height 5′ 5”, went through his mind. If she was sent by the men he was looking for, she would be ruthless and experienced. But he would have the truth out of her in a few minutes, whether she wanted to or not.
Rosa was awakened by a sharp movement. Wind cut into her face as an arm locked around her shoulders. She screamed and terror made her fight with desperate strength, but the grip on her shoulders was powerful.
Where was she? She tried to see, but there was water in her eyes. “Let me go,” she tried to gasp. Then her stomach clenched hard and she broke into painful spasms. Hands flipped her over suddenly and for a scary moment she thought the man was going to drown her. But he lifted her, one hand across her mouth.
She realized that he was carrying her up the beach. The man was wearing a wet suit. She heard the squeak of rubber as he carried her. Her bare feet then hit sand. She fell to her knees, but he dragged her back to her feet, every motion made in silence. They were moving up the beach, but to where she had no idea. Rosa shivered from the cold, and she was exhausted.
“Who are you?” she tried to ask, but something slid around her mouth.
He gagged her. Damn the man. Why had he gagged her?
Grunting angrily, she fought free and fell onto the wet sand, the strap of her camisole-like top, that was part of her bikini, coming loose. The man didn’t say a word as he cuffed her hands in front of her, and draped a blanket around her shivering shoulders.
She muttered her anger at him and tried to stand, but he turned, striding back toward the water. He hadn’t removed his black swim mask. He had saved her life, but she didn’t trust him because he had handcuffed her for no reason.
“Don’t waste your time trying to escape. We are on a small island and only with me will you have a way off.”
When her rescuer, or captor, left her alone for a minute, she ran, raising her bound hands to pull the gag out of her mouth. She ran until she was too exhausted to continue. Even then she continued to press on until finally, she fell to the ground, her head hitting a rock. A sharp pain in her forehead throbbed. She crawled until everything went black.
Rosa awoke with sand in her mouth. She was flat on the ground, her camisole top damp. Her aching hands were now tied behind her back. How much time had passed since she fell?
She tried to free her hands and realized right away that there was no way to escape. She heard a sound and saw that the man was back. Over the slam of her heart she watched as he approached her.
“Who are you?” he asked, untying her hands. “And don’t you dare lie.”
“I’m a photographer. I take pictures of models in swimsuits for calendars.”
“How long have you been doing this kind of work?” he asked.
“Almost five years.” She cleared her throat and looked at him. “Could I have some water, please?”
“I have water, but don’t overdo it.” He handed her a canteen.
She took it and drank. “I’m sticky from the seawater. What I wouldn’t give to clean up.”
“I’m afraid I don’t have bath facilities.”
She squirmed uneasily. “But you must have…I mean, what about the necessities?”
Juan pointed over his shoulder. “When you need to go, you find a spot and do what you have to do.”
“Who are you really?” Rosa asked.
He was about as American as any man could get. Even though his name was obviously Spanish, he was born and raised in Dallas, Texas. “Juan Hernandez.”
“You know what I think?”
Juan watched her, fascinated by her beauty. “No, I can’t even imagine.”
“I think you are a Mexican, or Colombian drug dealer who is here to hide out. Probably the kind who uses his brains more than muscles. Maybe you’re a kidnapper from Mexico. The kind who put their victims in barrels of oil and sets them on fire if their ransom is not paid. Maybe a money launderer. Not the chump change kind, but a business that’s huge and multinational. Out here you think no one can catch you.”
“You’ve got quite the imagination.” Juan watched her pace. When she stubbed her toe, he couldn’t help but laugh when she hopped around awkwardly. “Sit down before you hurt yourself.”
“That’s not funny. You couldn’t care less about me. First you tie me up, and then lock me in here in this…cave while you…”
She stopped as he got up and calmly opened the door. Blue sky was revealed through the open door. “You are free to leave.”
She stayed where she was, uncertain. “Right now?”
“Yes. Right now.”
“You won’t stop me.”
“Why would I stop you? There is no place for you to go. Let’s go.”
Rosa walked outside. Juan followed her out. He showed her a place where she could have some privacy. When she was finished taking care of business. He led her back to the hideout.
As they walked, she heard a plane. When she turned to look up to wave at it, Juan tackled her from behind, landing on top of her and a hand gripped her mouth.
“Be still,” he hissed into her ear.
Like hell she would.
Her fists flashed, pummeling his shoulders while she kicked furiously. But there was no way to shift his big, powerful body. As the engine grew louder, she fought harder to break free, but he kept her pinned beneath him while she cursed beneath his hand. The thunder of her heart was so loud that she almost didn’t hear the airplane as he flew overhead. There was no hope for escape. Furious she jammed her elbow upward, aiming for his throat, pleased to hear him grunt. But he still didn’t get off of her.
Juan wanted Rosa. With her struggling, she had aroused him. Right now his erection was pressing into her groin. He opened her thighs by spreading his legs and their bodies ground together intimately. He was aroused she realized, and there was no escape.
Rosa’s face flushed at the pressure of his shaft as it pressed against her. She jammed her elbow upward again, fighting blindly. What kind of a man was he? As she struggled, she saw his face, cold and determined above her. His fingers traced her features.
His fingers opened at her jaw and tightened.
He was going to choke her. She twisted as she felt his hand tighten on her neck. Beneath his hand on her mouth, she tried to scream but it didn’t get past his hand. He searched for a certain spot carefully, pressing a spot at her ear.
Everything went black as white lights burst behind her eyes.
Damn her, Juan thought. If they’d been spotted, they would be down on the beach in minutes. He had no choice but to knock Rosa out. When he was sure the plane was out of sight, he picked up her limp body and threw her over his shoulder. He sprinted for the bunker. After laying her on her side on a cot, he debated whether or not to tie her hands to the metal frame. He decided not to. He’d deal with her when she’d awaken. She had great legs. None of that teenager, skinny look that too many women went for. The rest of her body was gorgeously curvy, even though she was too petite for his taste.
He wanted to kiss her. Juan frowned, wondering where the idea of kissing her had come from. Maybe it was because of the cramped space. Like it or not, he was stuck with her. He gazed at her buttocks, which were fully revealed. She wore thong panties that only covered her sex. From behind, he saw the outline of her nether lips through the thin material. A tattoo of an eagle with its wings spread, was on her lower back. He reached out a hand and touched her lightly on a buttock cheek. The flesh was firm and toned. He took one last look, and covered her shapely, naked legs with a blanket. He left her alone and went out to search for food.
Even as he searched for food, he still thought of her and that kept him aroused. Being in the military, he didn’t have sex much. War was hell on his sex life. His libido was kept in check many times by conflicts. But sex was rampant in the military. Even being married didn’t mean nothing for some soldiers. Sometimes they were lucky when a female soldiers serve beside them in combat related roles. He had come across an Air Force woman who was some kind of a specialist in water purification. By the end of the day, he had her under him, screwing her into oblivion; in Afghanistan. She was a lovely brunette with a gorgeous body. She was some guy’s wife who was somewhere else. Soon he found out that she took one guy after the other to the supply shop, or wherever there was privacy. She would even double team. Being deprived of sex makes some men crazy. Sailors working on aircraft carriers often endured long months of no sex. Whenever some get off at a port, within an hour, they were with a prostitute to get relief. He had even heard of a married woman servicing men on a certain military ship. She began charging a certain amount for blowjobs; fifty bucks a pop. A petty officer arranged everything, and he’d take a percentage of what she’d make.
In one year, in the early 2000′s, four percent of female service members had gotten pregnant by fooling around with soldiers. As soon as a female arrives, most guys began hitting on her. It did not matter if twenty or thirty other guys were doing the same thing. It was a contest. Most woman in the military were not really that gorgeous, but they were like beauty queens. A lot of them aren’t used to so much male attention. They start to enjoy the attention, and get carried away. There was one woman who had sex with four different guys in one night. The first guy crawled in through the window, did his thing with her, and when he left, the second guy came in. He leaves, and the third comes. About twenty minutes later, the fourth guy came to her. What was disgusting about that, was she did not wash or clean up between guys, and they hadn’t used a condom.
Of course, woman like that are the exception. Most woman in the military are just trying to do their jobs, and like anybody else, have the occasional no strings attached sex; a position made almost entirely untenable at times by the constant sexual harassment and double standards imposed by their male counterparts. If they filed a claim of sexual harassment, they are considered troublemakers. If they give it up, they are whores. If they abstain, they are bitches.
Juan’s friend, Rick, had slept with more married women than women who weren’t married. He also knew that army wives fooled around. It seemed that everyone was cheating, so it became more acceptable.
Once he and three of his friend’s slept with the same woman; real beauty, dark hair, green eyes, large beautiful breasts with perfect little nipples. Her husband was in Afghanistan, and there was even a picture of them next to the bed stand beside them; her husband with his arms around her, looking happy as they were on some trip in the mountains. He had stared at that picture, as did his friends, as they screwed the man’s lovely wife. He had even witnessed two guys going at each other as he had once searched for a private place so that he could masturbate.
Rosa awoke abruptly and she felt the room spin. Her head hurt and her mouth was dry. Something had awakened her, and she sat up. The door latch rattled and Rosa’s fingers trembled as she pulled off the blanket from her legs and stood up. She leaned against the wall, waiting, fear making her heart pound. The door slowly opened, and an arm appeared, holding the biggest knife she had ever seen. At first she thought it was Juan, but when she saw the face, it was the face of a stranger.
In terror, she slowly edged along the wall as the man came toward her. Flat, cold eyes narrowed to focus on her. The big knife pointed right at her heart. She took a gasping breath, fighting panic, then feinted right, made a run for the door. Her attacker went after her, but just as he reached her, she grabbed a piece of metal from the floor and swung at his head, hitting him solidly. He swayed, lashing out furiously with his knife and slashed her arm, cutting her deep.
Tears blurred her vision, but she swung again, knocking the big knife out of the attacker’s hand. He cursed as the blade clattered across the floor, then pitched forward onto the floor, seemingly knocked out.
Was she crazy? Rosa squeezed her eyes shut and dragged in air, shaking as panic hit her full force. She had just gone one on one with a mercenary wielding a huge knife. Who did she think she was taking on a killer?
When her shaking stopped, she straightened up slowly. Blood trickled down her slashed arm, and she felt…weird. Shock, she thought.
When she turned around, Juan was standing in the doorway, also gripping a huge knife. He looked menacing with it.
“What the heck happened here?”
Rosa just stared at him in confusion, caught by fear and fury. “I just…all of a sudden he was there, holding a huge knife. He tried to…he almost…” Her voice was shaking.
His eyes locked on the cut on her arm. “He hurt you.” He pulled her against him and took a closer look. “Not deep, but I’ll have to clean it.”
Her legs started to buckle and she felt Juan’s arms go around her, lifting her off her feet. “If you ever decide to kill me, do it fast, because I’m not very good with pain.” She gave a weak laugh.
His lips curled into a smile. “Looks to me like you are a tough woman.” His hand at her shoulder was surprisingly gentle and Rosa leaned on him just a little as he applied a bandage over the slash.
A noise alerted Juan. The man on the floor came to life and kicked out his legs. Juan parried, hit him twice and sent him back to the floor. He finished him off with a thrust to the heart with his big knife.
Juan came back to her. “You okay?”
“What about him?”
“He won’t be bothering us anymore. I’ll bury him somewhere in the trees.”
Rosa felt faint, causing Juan to look at her more closely.
“Take deep breaths and try to relax.”
Yeah, right. Like that was possible with a man so close to her in the middle of nowhere. She wanted to lean into him, to touch. It was very tempting. Very dangerous. She started to pull away, but felt his hands tighten.
“Don’t move yet. Take it slow. Lean on me if you need to.”
His voice was low and husky. For some reason her body warmed at the thought of sliding her arm around his waist, pressing closer to his strong body.
“I want you to go and bury the body.”
Juan dragged out the body and buried it. When he returned, Rosa was sitting in the bed, leaning back against the wall. He had taken off his shirt, and she stared at his chest. It was ridged with muscles above sculpted abs. The close up view made fingers of heat pierce her deep within her body.
He was built. No, he was intensely hot. With a body like that, he made her wonder how those muscles would feel with her body on top of him in bed. Heat shot through her. What the hell was going on here? She didn’t need a man. She didn’t care how gorgeous he was. She’d had enough bad experiences to turn her off men for good. But she had never seen a specimen like this before.
Rosa realized that she never had such a physical reaction to any other man. Was it stress? The adrenaline rush of danger?
Her palms were sweaty. Her body was alive and restless, flushed with heat. She was seriously turned on, sensing him with every nerve in her body. Her nipples tightened, pushing against her bikini top. She wanted him.
This is not going to happen, she thought. Breathe before you pass out. She was going to do something crazy if she couldn’t get herself under control. Like reaching out and grabbing him for the sheer pleasure of it.
What was she thinking? This man was going to leave her as soon as he was able. She couldn’t afford to fall for him, couldn’t afford to be seduced by a little skin. She was too smart for that. She had learned her lesson twice. She sat up and faced him, her legs hanging over the side of the bed.
His eyes went to her lips. “There is something I’ve been wanting to do for a while.” His hands slipped to her shoulders.
Before she could get a chance to prepare, he was kissing her and it was amazing, full contact, hot and sensual.
Rosa couldn’t move. Her skin was on fire, her blood heating her body. She wanted to kiss him back. His hands opened, lifted her face. She felt herself being pulled into his arms. The last thing she wanted was to pull away. They were strangers, she thought. Her mind told her to back off. Her body had other ideas. And right now, her body was the boss.
“There is something about you that makes me want to make love to you.” His tongue licked the sensitive base of her throat, slow and erotic.
Good Lord, the man was like a drug. He made her breath back up in her throat, made her forget all the reasons that this was not wonderful, but a very dangerous, and wrong thing to do.
Then he bit her ear, drawing the lobe into his mouth. He leaned closer, forcing her to lay back onto the bed. He traced the line of her jaw and turned her face up, kissing her slowly while Rosa’s toes curled. He kissed the curve of her shoulder, then feathered along the top edge of her bra.
This was wrong, a voice whispered. This could get her in serious trouble. Neither had birth control. But she didn’t care. Something made her careless. Her nipples felt hot and tight as he edged closer with his lips.
“You could stop me.” His fingers curled under the edge to push her bra aside. “It would be a good idea if you did.” His mouth brushed the hollow between her breast. Her palms went damp and her hands moved, sliding through his hair. His tongue slid over her exposed nipple and she felt a sharp, intense tug of desire.
“Exquisite. Whatever you want, Rosa. However you want.”
Her heart fluttered.
You, against the wall. No talking, no promises, just more of the dark pleasure wrapped around me and within me while you pound yourself into me.
“You…you don’t have to do anything.” Her breath caught. His mouth went to the other nipple. Her body melted, wanted everything and wanting it now.
His lips curled into a smile. “So you are turning down my offer?”
No! “Yes.” She took a ragged breath. “Not that it isn’t…not that I don’t want you. I do, but…”
Her bra fell away. His tongue brushed across the tight, aching nipple and Rosa couldn’t hold back a moan of pleasure. She needed to stop him because she was going to fall apart in his hands. And he had only kissed her. Then his thumb circled her areola, teasingly, not touching her nipple. It tightened even more.
“Do you want more?” he asked.
To hell with it. She wanted him. “Against the wall.”
“That’s not a good idea.”
She wanted him inside her, rough and deep. “I don’t care.”
Juan lifted her up. He pulled the string on the bikini panties and they fell to the floor. Completely naked now, she pressed herself against him. When he got to the wall, she lifted a leg to wrap it around his thigh.
He muttered a curse, opened his pants, and freed himself.
It wasn’t smart, but she had never wanted a man like this. Never, not even close. Why now? Why him?
Then thinking was forgotten as she felt him nudge her sex. She leaned back. When his mouth closed over her taut nipple, hot and wet, tugging at it, she wasn’t thinking at all. Dimly she felt him turn and press her back against the cold rock. His hands trailed across her stomach, calluses scraping her sensitive skin.
“Take me,” she rasped.
“Why not? I…” Her breath caught as his fingers circled around her waist and he slid his palm down her stomach, feeling her body quiver under his touch.
“Closer,” he said. “Lean against me.” She quivered as he slid a finger inside her. “Lovely,” he whispered. And she slipped over the edge that she didn’t expect, and every nerve tuned to unbearable clarity. When he slid another finger inside her, Rosa felt her breath stop, her heart catch and then she climaxed. When the first wave took her by surprise, she moaned his name, shuddering against his fingers.
They were strangers, yet they were bound by something that neither understood, or even wanted to. Then he went to his knees, this time using his tongue over her until she forgot everything but the hot friction of his mouth doing things that shouldn’t be possible. There shouldn’t have been more, Rosa thought blindly. She shouldn’t have felt desire coursing through her in a haze of madness until she whimpered and dug her nails into his shoulders, climaxing a second time.
Her knees buckled. Hardly aware, she felt him rise up and catch her, pinning her against the wall with his gorgeous body. With his splendidly aroused body, she realized. Whatever happened here had to end here. There would be no quiet bonding, no gentle laughter, no white picket fences. This was scream-out-loud, screw-your-brains-out sex and nothing more.
Not that she minded. Her body was restless and wet. She ran her fingers through the hair on his chest and watched his face as her hand slid down, curving over his hard stomach. And then lower, sliding to stroke his rampant erection until Juan had to grit his teeth and force her to stop.
“Do it,” she panted. “It’s all I can think about.”
He gripped her shoulders, drove her back against the wall, and came inside her hard. Her foot caressed his calves as he moved in and out. She shuddered when he kissed her nipples, her body arching in his arms. The sight of her made his touch turn rougher.
“I hope you don’t want it slow,” he rasped, withdrawing from her body and turning it to face the wall. “Because it isn’t happening, Rosa. Not this time.”
She half laughed, and half whimpered. “I know exactly what I want. You can be as rough as you want.”
“Prepare to get fucked out of your mind. I haven’t had a woman in months.”
He held her in place as he slid his heavy erection between her buttocks, her tight, perfect butt.
With one hand he found the warm folds of her sex and stroked her until she parted her legs a little more. When his fingers played over her, she moaned and arched her back as she felt him penetrate her rectum. When she tried to turn more, he bit her shoulder and worked his fingers deeper inside, past the slick folds, into that tight sheath that clenched around his fingers.
“Juan, I…” She pushed back, wiggling her bottom as she felt herself accepting the shallow anal penetration.
Juan realized that she might have resisted if she hadn’t been so aroused, already on the edge of another orgasm. So he captured a breast in one hand and stroked her wet mound until her body tensed and he felt her release. He didn’t wait for her to finish. He withdrew from the rear, and plunged into her from behind, hungry as he heard her breathless cries and the whisper of his name like a soft plea.
He loved that sound.
Then he searched for her clit, stroking it as he thrust in and out of her. She was wet. She smelled of sex and was his, at least until she got off this island. Her husky cry cut through the silence as she gripped him with her internal muscles. She heard him groan as she did. With her palms flat on the wall, and her breasts crushed against the wall, Juan took her deep and hard as his hands tightened in her hair, holding her head so that it wouldn’t hit the wall as he thrust himself deep within her, as deep as he could go.
Once and then again. So slick and so sensual. She was tighter than he’d expected. She looked dazed by her response, which meant this was new to her.
Her body tightened. She gasped his name, and he drank in every raw sensation, lifting her legs backwards as he pounded into her. She was off the ground. Only his strong hands at her waist held her in place so that she wouldn’t fall to the ground.
He watched as his shaft thrust in and out of her. It was so damn erotic that he could swear that he felt himself getting harder and thicker. The pleasure of it made him drive deep, hot and thick, inside her.
Then he erupted. He couldn’t stop himself as she spasmed and clenched around him. He had meant to pull out and spill his seed, but the pleasure of Rosa gripping him, was so great that he didn’t have a chance.
A few moments passed. Neither had the energy to move.