By studlyhungwell on Thursday, June 18, 2009 - 8:57 am |
MissB needed a break, she was totally frustrated with her friends and from working so much. She needed to unwind, to get away and get her freak on. It had been such a long time since she had gone out and had a truly good time.
She made up her mind and finally decided to call the travel agent. Her destination was Jamaica and she wanted to get out and party with the locals when she got there, not just do the tourist thing. When MissB made the reservations she could hardly contain herself, she knew the next two weeks would find her anxious...hell she wanted to be on the plan right now.
Over the next few days she spent getting her outfits together, hoping she wouldn't need too much clothing. Of course she had a few tootally sexy outfits just in case some handsome stud was lucky enough to get her to share her goodies with him.
Her girlfriends didn't think she was serious about going it alone, but she was intent on showing them just how serious she was. She needed to get her groove back and if that meant taking her ass to the islands and partying, then that is exactly what she would do!
It seemed like the day for her to fly down to Jamiaca took forever to come around. As she sat in the airport in her flowing pastel blue top and jeans with sandals, she was anxious to get there. MissB saw a young man walk off an Air Jamaica plane with long, thick dreads and a slim body with tropical pattern shirt and jeans that fit him perfectly. The area of his crotch was worn white and you could see just how well he was packing. The bulge in his pants wasn't from being excited so she knew if it looked that big relaxed, he must have had something wonderful when it got hard. She licked her lips, crossed her ankles and squeezed her thighs together. Her clit was pounding like soomeone beating on a base drum.
They soom boarded the plane, she sat in an aisle seat with nobody in the middle and a guy in the window seat. They had some great conversation and he was headed back home to see his family. He gave her some tips on some great places to hang out with the locals. He even gave her a business card for a club his brother owned and scribbled his name on the back.
"Show this to me brodda and he will take care of ya" he said in that deep Jamaica accent.
When they landed, he helped MissB gather her bags and get a taxi to her resort. The ride was along started out through some very rural villages with shanties but soon headed along the coast. The area she would be staying in consisted of 8 to 10 cabins with roofs made of bamboo and dried banana leaves. The outsides looked quaint but the minute she stepped inside, her face lit up as it had every amenity she wanted. It was huge with a shower and jacuzzi, a king size bed with a net canopy hanging from the ceiling. There were several ceiling fans with blades designed like palm leaves, a bar, wodden floors that sparkled and a balcony with a fantastic view out over the bay.
MissB walked over to the bed and flopped on it, looking up at the ceiling as the cool breeze from the fan rushed across her body. She closed her eyes and let the cool breeze and sweet tropical smells wash over her. Her body was exhausted from the trip and she wanted to doze off, opening her legs wide as her long flowing sun dress slide up her legs and her nipples started to get hard. She could hear the staccato of the steel drums and the waves colliding with the warm sandy beaches. Her hand slide down to her plumb bush and she could feel the moistness between her supple thighs. She dozed off for a minute, then she got up and climbed into a cool refeshing shower.
The coconut and mango scented soap revived her, as she caressed her own body while wishing it was some handsome and romantic Jamaican man doing these things to stimulate her body. Every time her hand rubbed her nipples, they got harder and she felt a throb between her thighs. She had to cut that shower short or she knew she would have to masturabate just to take the edge off her horniness. She got out of the shower, letting the cool breeze help dry her body as she patted herself with the plush cotton towel.
She sat on a stool in front of the mirror, trying to decide what to wear when she went out for the evening. Finally she decided on a multi-colored dress with thin shoulder straps and the dress was long and flowing and thin. It had a tropical pattern with blue, green and turquoise colors. She put on some sandals. To accent the dress she put on a necklace with turquoise stones that draped down to that magnificient cleavage between her big suptuious breats. She even squirted a shot of perfume down her bosom and smiled in the mirror, while thinking to herself, 'Hey, I might get lucky tonight."
As she stepped out of the door and closed it behind her, she looked around before deciding to head down to the beach. MissB passed a strawhut cabana that was a bar on her way down, she stopped and got a tropical drink mized with several kinds of rum and punch in a carved out pineapple shell. It had pieces of ice cold fruit floating in the mixture. The first sip hit her immediately, but it tasted wonderful and refreshing. Sipping as she strolled down along the beach as people were starting to gather. She looked up the beach as ths sun was setting like a firey reddish orange ball over the greenish blue horizon, nothing man could ever make would be as beautiful as that sunset. The fire from the barnfire ahead with people dancing in the sand to the steel drums and reggae music, was almost like a scene out of a romance novel.
MissB walked over to a beach chair and sat down, still sipping her drink as she watched everyone enjoying the night. The flames of the fire shining on the waves as they washed up on the shore. Out of the darkness a deep booming voice said, "Would the lady like to dance?" She almost choked as she looked up at this slender and handsome man, with cutoff shorts, shirt open showing a body like Adonis, dreads down past his shoulder and eyes glistening like black coals. The drink and the surprise of him standing over her caught her off guard and she heard herself saying, 'Of course."
He reached out his hand and helped her to her feet, followed her into the crowd of undulating bodies. She still had that drink in her hand as they swayed to the funk and rhythm of the beat. MissB could tell that he was really into her because all during the dancing he kept his eyes locked on her, as if they were the only two people on the beach. Right now, she damn sure wished they were too.
Once she turned and when she came back to face him, she found him right up on her face-to-face as he took her in his arms and held her while his body worked its magic down below. His arms were powerful, she could feel the muscle as rigid as a piece of steele, but that was nothing compared to what she felt rubbing against her body and thighs. because he was five or six inches taller than she was, his "THING" was rock hard and pressing against her fully. She almost let out a surprised yelp, but choked it off.
The atmosphere, the drink, the music all played a roll in seducing her that night. It was the first time she had let her hair down in a long time. By the time they sat down again, she figured they had damned almost three quarters of an hour. The cool breeze coming off the ocean was a welcomed respite, as she sat in the chair and he leaned on his elbow in the sand. His name was Rohan, born in Jamica to a mother from the Virgin Islands and a father from Jamaica. Now the light from the fire was shining right in his face and she could see that his eyes were sparking, not because they were dark but because they were light brown. She almost melted as she stared into his eyes and at his pecan brown skin. His accent alone made the juices flow between her thighs.
For the next few hours they talked and danced, Stopping occassionally for him to go and get them fresh drinks. By now the party was in full swing and they blended right in. MissB was starting to really feel Rohan, she could tell that he was a gentleman.
"How long will you be here?" he asked her.
"For a week' she replied.
"Excellent, excellent. I'd love to show you some of my country. Not the tourist spots, some special places."
"Sure, I'd like that"
"How about tomorrow? I have a very special place im mind."
"Sounds good, what time should I be ready?"
"Well since we will probably be here until the morning, why don't we go there straight from here? It is the best place in Jamaica to experience a sunrise."
"Now that is a plan!" She didn't mean to sound so eager.
He took MissB by the hand and guided her back into the crowd, she felt on top of the world and this was the first time he enjoyed himself like this. Rohan had been through a couple of relationships that had ended because the women were only here for vacations and he fell for them. For a long time he kept his feelings boxed in but for some reason MissB was starting to make him open up. By the time dawn was starting to break, they were chatting like old friends, you could tell by how relaxed and easily they were conversing.
"It's time to go to my groto" he reminded her. He told her to let on of her friends know that she would be with him. When he did that, she knew that this man truly had her safety in mind.
She followed closely behind him as they headed toward the main lodge and into the parking lot. He lead her to a motocycle, which she was hesitant to ride at first. But he was so reassuring that she joined him. They were soon riding along winding roads headed into the thick forest like jungle. Looking out across the land she could see nothing but lush green forest and the bluish-green waters surrounding the island. They slowed down as he drove along this dirt road and into a tropical paradise just as the sun was peeking over the horizon.
"This is my world. My quiet piece of paradise that has been in me family for almost a hundred years." he stated with that proud accent.
'What is it called?" she asked while looking at this place in awe.
"This place, it's called Samson's Groto."
It was like the garden of Eden or as close to it as you could get. There were beautiful birds sining in the trees and playing in the air as they glided on the warm currents about the most splendid warterfall she had ever seen. The waters turned colors from a greenish-blue to silvery like the inside of an oyster shell. At the base of the falls was a white sand beach with colorful plants in full boom. he parked the bike abd lead her down a path to the shore of the beach as they looked up at the fall and to the right at the orange sun as it rose, looking as if it only belonged to his part of the world.
MissB felt his ease his arms around her as he stood behind her, she leaned her head back against his chest and swore she could hear his heart beating. She turned ad faced him, as if in a trance she reached up behind his head and pulled his soft lips down to her own. His thick hair made him look like a regal lion, he took her in his arms and held her close as their mouths melted together. A warmness came over her like a hot flash as he bent her backwards and pressed his hard body up against hers. One of her hands ran down his hard back and held him around his thin waist. His lips pulled away and his warm face pressed against the side of her face before she felt the heat from his lips as he kissed and nuzzled her neck and earlobe.
"Oh yes" she said without any control.
He held her firmly as she gave into him, letting him have his way with her body. Still kissing her, he laid her down and back on the sand. She rolled onto her side as he laid beside her on his side, kissing her as she put one leg across his legs, letting the hem of her dress ride up so he could run his long fingers up along her exposed thigh. The way he gripped her bare skin and the way he caressed her made her nipples throb. She could feel herself getting horny.
She pushed his shirt to the side and placed the palm of her hand on his bare chest, she could feel the muscles rippling across his taut abdomen. He locked his mouth over hers and bent her head back across his arm. She gave in and reached down to his crotch, her eyes opened wide with shock when she felt the treasure hidden in his shorts. It was as rigid as a piece of hard wood, but that wasn't the only thing that intrigued her. She closed her hand around it and felt how thick the girth of that monster was. She squeezed it, stroked it and pumped it as he moaned while kissing her. She felt him sucking on her tongue and lips.
His strong hand ran up her thigh and cupped her supple ass as he leaned over onto her. He caressed her ass as if he was handling the Crown Jewels of England. His touch sent thrills through her entire body. She could hear their heavy breathing echoing across the groto. She broke the kiss because he had her so hot, so on fire that she was about to explode as her legs rubbed together and his hand and kisses stinulated every nerve ending. She leaned her head back and sighed, exposing her sensitive neck to his mouth and he took her lead and kissed along her bare neck. His mouth was so warm on her neck, his lips and tongue driving her crazy. His mouth worked its way along her neck and down to thr front of her dress as his face pressed into the cleavage of her bosom. The minute she felt his warm breath and hot mouth licking and sucking at her soft titties, she almost screamed and creamed! She opened her legs wide and he gripped her ass as she heard him sucking the globes of her tits. He reached up and pushed her shoulder straps down her arm and the front of the dress down until her big, brown nipple flopped out. It was exposed to the cool tropical air for a second before his hot mouth covered it. The feel of his mouth on her tit was so exhilerating that she put her hand behind his head and forced his mouth down even tighter. By now her hand her other hand was between them groping for his manhood. She felt it and traced it, trying to find the head of that big snake. When she was finally able to reach the knob, she was amazed at ghow long, thick and hard he was. She squeezed the mushroom shaped head in her fist as he sucked on her nipple, then ran his hot tongue around it..grunting like he could not get enough of it. She rolled fully onto her back so he could reach up and take the other tit out, she wanted both of them to get some attention. He pulled the front of her dress down and slowly and so methodically make love to each one until her nipples were so hard and her desire so intense that she knew that she was going to cum just from having her titties sucked.
She was undulating her body, her ass grinding against the warm sand as he rolled on top of her still sucking and licking her nipples as she mouthed, "Oh yes, suck them harder!" He gladly obeyed as he got between her legs, she opened them widely as her panties were stretched across her phat pussy and wedged in the crack of her ass. He stopped and she almost screamed. But he just wanted to move so they were on the cool grass and not the sand. Her tits were hanging out as he laid on his back and pulled her on top so she was straddling him. She leaned forward so her tits hung down in his face like twin pendulums. he took bth in his big strong hands and pushed them together so the nipples almost touched and he could feed them both into his hot mouth at once. Her eyes rolled back in her head and her neck beck backwards as her face was pointing straight upward, as if she was about to howl at the moon. But this was the look of sheer ecstasy as she licked her lips and enjoyed the wonderful loving he put of her tits. He crunched and munched on them, then sucked and licked them, blew cool then hot air across the wet nipples and while squeezing the soft globes. She sat on his crotch so she could rub her panty covered twat right on the ridge of his extremely hard dick. She cpuld feel her clit rubbing on his dick through all of the clothing. Putting her warm hands on his hard chest, as he held his head up and stared into her watering eyes while she could hear and feel him suckling her titties. he took her hands and had her squeeze her tits together so he could reach down and palm her ass in his hands and roll underneath in a simulated fucking motion. Palming her plump ass and fingers sinking into the softness of each cheek as he kept licking on her sweet tits. Her dress was now around her waist. both her upper and lower body exposed to the refreshing island air...almost naked in this beautiful natural environment.