Ghetto stories

A collection of short stories

'From Russia with love'

-By the Professor-

......As the two ex-CIA operatives turned hired assassins duck into the hidden alleyway, the rain coming down in torrents, they take a moment to consider their options. Sasha's hair, now plastered against her model's face knows that this could well be their last mission.........

"Vitaly, before the KGB catch up to us, I need to feel your huge, curved cock inside me once more, for what may well be the last time. We've had some close calls in the past, but I don't think we are getting out of this one, and I would rather die with you fucking me, here in the rain, than in a dark KGB cell!"
As Vitaly thrust his tongue into Sasha's perfect mouth, he was unwilling to admit that the same thought had crossed his own mind......

"Sasha, we will make it, we always do, but I believe we have time for what you Americans call, a 'quickie' " and with that he unzipped his pants and let them fall to his ankles, the waistband hanging on the .38 cal Sig-Sauer holstered at his ankle.
Sasha immediately dropped to her knees, water pouring off her head from the damaged gutters of the old warehouse turned safe house. As she took Vitaly's stiffening cock into her mouth, the sounds of rats scurrying in the dumpster nearby, she realized that, at this point, nothing else mattered, she needed to get fucked and fucked bad!

"If this is the last time I have your beautiful cock, lover, I want it all, in every way" and she turned around, lifting her skirt above her waist, exposing an ass toned and firm, droplets of water forming rivulets between the plump cheeks...grabbing his now fully erect cock, she guided it into her wetness...

As Vitaly prepared to penetrate Sasha's wet pussy for what literally could be the last time, a gunshot rang out, causing them both to jump! As Sasha looked up, the plunge of Vitaly's cock continued, but now the angle was all wrong, his huge cock was entering her ass, and she tried to whisper to Vitaly, not there...

As a shot rang out, Vitaly felt the head of his rain-slicked cock enter into Sasha, and as she started to say something, he clamped his hand to her mouth...
"Quiet, Sasha, they will hear you...you always were a screamer!"

Vitaly began fucking her, doggie was his favorite position. He realized that she had never felt so tight, and he plunged in with even more fury, perhaps the situation, the danger was playing havoc with his memory, but she felt almost new, like a virgin...
Unable to scream, Sasha realized that she had always wondered what it would be like to get fucked in the ass, but she had never imagined a cock that big inside her asshole...it felt...HOT, she liked it and began pumping her hips back, taking every inch of the Russian's huge cock inside her...it was so big, she was so wet, and this could be all she wrote, so......

Vitaly was now a fucking machine, pounding his huge, circumcised cock in and out, harder and harder, balls slapping loudly against her ass. Suddenly, Sasha tensed and his hand fell away from her mouth...
"Oh my god, yes, fuck my ass, fill me with your hot cum, fuck me harder, I'm going to cuuuuum..."
Did she say ass, Vitaly thought, then a flash of lightning revealed that yes, his cock was burried balls-deep in Sasha's shapely ass...
"Oh, Sasha, I have always wanted to fuck that ass, but I was afraid to ask...I..am..cominnnnng...."

Suddenly, two loud shots rang out, and both Sasha and Vitaly went limp, bodies making a wet, mushy sound as they hit the ground, a perfect dime-sized hole in each of their temples, the only indication that their mutual orgasm was destined to be their last. They died as they would have wished, like true spies, like real warriors, like perfect lovers: they came, and went, at the same time.

'Come to Daddy'

- By Scarlet-

As Stella stood on the sidewalk, she pulled her coat around her freezing body, hugging herself against the cold night air. She looked like a little girl that had raided her moms purse, make-up garish and overdone, pouty red lips pulled into an exaggerated smile as a car crawled the kerb.

Stella had been a hooker since she was 14, it was the only way to support an all consuming heroin habit, the sad by-product of being used and abused by her father.....daddy....her stomach crawled with the craving....she had to score tonight...

A dark sedan pulled over, its headlights casting an arc of light, showing up this run down area of the city in stark relief....

Stella hurried over, almost stumbling in the insanely high heels she wore.

The driver wound down the window, and she felt a rush of warmth escape from the inside of the car.

"How much?"

"It's Fifty for a blow job, eighty for full sex..... what do ya want me to do for ya, hot man?" Stella drawled as she leaned into the car, making sure her breasts were on full show, rounded globes encased in red satin.

"Is there somewhere we can go?" he stammered nervously

Stella opened the car door and beckoned the stranger to leave its warm depths

"This your first time baby?, don't worry, I'll be gentle" she laughed, a harsh tinkling sound in the cold stillness of the night.

Stella drew the stranger into the alleyway, dark and noxious, the smell of garbage permeating the air from the overflowing trash cans.....not the most salubrious place for "a first time".....

No sooner had they left the glare of the street lights than the stranger yanked her body up to meet his, taking her lips in a searing kiss....throwing her roughly against the alley wall.

She felt, rather than saw her hose being pulled apart and hot invasive hands and fingers moving aside her panties, seeking her pussy and the hot satisfaction it could give.

Stella undid his pants, pulling out a large engorged cock, already wet with pre-cum....just wanting this to be over....just wanting to go back to her seedy apartment and shoot up the liquid heaven....she pulled him to her, adjusting her stance to allow easier entry....putting his cock straight into her cunt, slightly aroused from the fingers that he had just withdrew....

He groaned "come to daddy, let daddy fuck his little girl"

As his words filled her head, something snapped inside her....thoughts of the past crowded into her head, the years and years of hearing those same words "come to daddy"

And as the stranger writhed in the throes of his orgasm, oblivious to anything but his own selfish needs....Stella reached behind her, fingers finding a loose brick in the wall behind ....and without further thought she raised her arm and brought the brick crashing down onto his head.........

'Lionel's story'

-by Scarlet-

Lionel Murray lay huddled against the biting cold winter night, the flurries of snow settling gently on his gaunt face, the only part of his body uncovered. He huddled even closer to the dumpster, his only shelter in this stark alleyway.

The sounds of laughter and music hung in the air as the back entrance to the "Double D's" opened as someone stepped out for a cigarette, it was probably Misstie. He'd talked to her a few times as she stood outside, she had been kind to him, sneaking him scraps that the visitors to the club had left behind....he hoped she had a good Christmas....

He watched the tendrils of smoke curl upwards into the night sky, quickly getting lost amongst the snow that grew heavier by the minute, he pulled his coat around him, too tired, too cold, too hungry.

He didn't know what it was about tonight, this particular night, Christmas Eve, goodwill to all men, there didn't seem to be much goodwill around tonight! The sound of laughter filled his head, no, not from the club, but times past, when Lionel Murray III was a somebody....instead of a nobody....sighing he let the thoughts of the past crowd his head.

Lionel was a good catholic boy, educated at a convent school..... so good, Father O'Leary couldn't wait to "show" him exactly what a "good" boy he was, how sucking cock in the confessional was good for the soul....by the time Lionel was 14, thats all he knew how to do....and so began his life as a rent boy on the streets of New York...

He could name every public urinal in New York that "boasted" a glory hole and then some....

Fate arrived one day in the guise of Luis Ferrera, the best thing that ever happened in Lionels life thus far...Luis would under normal circumstances be described as a do-gooder, a member of the "God squad"....but he was different, in that he really did care for the boys that found themselves in Lionels situation...

Why he chose to rescue Lionel from the detritus of NY city, was something neither of them ever understood, but he did...he welcomed Lionel into the very heart of his family, filling his heart with warmth and love....supporting him, shaping him...

But one day, and there is always a "one day" Lionel's whole support network crumbled into dust as the Ferrera's were wiped out....an accident (or so it said on the local news)....a fire that swept through the Brownstone on West 73rd street....

His whole reason for being gone...."ashes to ashes, dust to dust"...

And so, Lionel found himself here, here again, no place to go....in the alleyway, wind howling around his body, cold icy fingers stroking his face, ice tears clinging to the grubby weather-beaten cheeks.....this was it, this was his life.....and as he fell asleep, his pain and his body ceased to exist....

'The birth of a whore'

By Scarlet

She stood at the back door, having a quick cigarette between sets. Watching the tendrils of smoke disappear into the night air, she spotted Lionel hunkering down behind a dumpster, feeling sorry for the old guy, he must be freezing out there....

The wind was mean tonight, whipping through the alleyway, tearing at her flimsy clothes with icy fingers....it reminded her of another time, another place....

Sixteen and pregnant, Misstie stood on the sidewalk, bag in hand, the sound of her moms shouting still ringing in her ears.

"You ain't nothin but a whore, slut, you ain't no girl o' mine"

"But momma, please?" Misstie pleaded as the porch door was slammed shut in her face.....

She didn't realise how far she had walked, stumbling in the snow which was falling heavily, painting her black hair with bright splashes of white. Misstie clutched her coat around her, feeling the small bump beneath the heavy folds of her only winter coat, now threadbare in several places..

"How did I let this happen? why did I let that no good son of a bitch Leroy fuck me?"

"MMMmmm Sugar, you know you want it, yes of course I love you" Leroy's sweet words reverberated in her head...quickly followed by...

"You dumb ass bitch, I don't want no damn kids, I don't love you, get it?"

That bastard! Why had she been so fuckin stupid.....

Misstie looked up, dragging her eyes from the ground as she heard voices....and realised where she had walked to....28th Street, the bright lights of a small cafe beckoned ......looking seedy in this dark street, nestled uncomfortably between two adult shops, their flashing lights garish in the night sky.

She pushed open the door to the cafe, the warmth stifling after the freezing night air...and thats the last she remembered as her emotion-battered body slid silently to the floor in a dead faint...

Cora was a hooker, worked outta 28th most evenings, she sat quietly in the corner of Mo's cafe, sipping at the hot coffee she just ordered.

An icy blast accompanied the door opening and a young gal, no more than 15 or 16 almost fell through the cafe door in her eagerness to enter the bright warmth of its interior. Just as Cora prepared to look away, the girls legs folded beneath her as she fainted in a heap right by the door.....

Misstie woke up some hours later, exhaustion dragging at her bones. She opened one eye, then the other, her eyes met by a riot of colour... pink, purple, red...the sound of low moaning came through the closed bedroom door...was she in hell?

Finally the bedroom door opened and a woman she had never seen before came into the room, followed by a guy, hastily pulling on his coat as he glanced nervously in her direction as she lay there on the bed.

"You ok Sugar?" a deep warm chocolate voice said, her black satin skin gleaming in the overhead light. She was magnificent, tall assured, beautiful tits and long lustrous black hair draped elegantly over one shoulder.

"Who are you, what am I doing here, what happened?"

"Hush now honey, save your strength, you fainted down at the cafe, brought you here to rest up a little, coffee?"

As Misstie wrapped her hands around the hot cup of coffee, Cora spoke quietly, explaining where she was, and what she did.....

"You can stay with me Angel, but you gotta pay your way, I can't afford to keep you"

And so began Missties spiral into degradation and self-hatred.

Her first customer, "John"...hell they never gave their real names...liked it rough, tore up her insides, she almost thought she'd lose the baby...his cock was thick and meaty, he knew how to hurt a woman...

She lay on the bed that first time and cried herself to sleep, Cora found her weeping softly when she came back at twenty after midnight. She pulled back the covers and climbed into the bed, pulling Missties head onto her shoulder

"There now honey, don't cry so, Cora's here now" this said as she planted the sweetest, softest kiss on Missties lips.

The kiss grew deeper as Misstie felt her battered body start to respond, her nipples peaking as she pulled Cora closer, wanting to feel her warmth.

Breathing deeply, the heady smell of Jasmine oil filled her nostrils, all at once soothing yet igniting the fires that burned within.

Cora's hands flowed softly over Missties swelling belly, fingers fluttering like butterflies as she touched her skin, delicate, soft..until finally the fingertips reached and gently stroked Missties battered and bruised clit....she winced, still feeling the soreness there....

"There, there honey, let Cora make that feel better for you"

Misstie gasped as Cora's tongue followed the path her fingertips had just explored, pausing to circle her tongue around Missties navel, lapping softly at the indentation there...before resuming her journey downwards.....

"Oh my god, don't stop, please dont stop" Misstie cried out with need as Cora's delicate tongue began its soothing work on her clit, tongue moving round and round, gently sucking and licking the delicate rose-bud, tasting the honey within.

Later much later, both satiated, they fell asleep in each others arms, Missties mouth gentling nuzzling Cora's nipple as Cora, gently nestled her hand in the soft hair between Missties legs.....that night they became lovers........Misstie unaware of the jealousy that ate away at Cora's soul until one day.......

He was tall, good looking and moved his body in an easy athletic way, like a cat stalking its prey. Uri owned the Double D's lapdance club over on 52nd Street. He was a hard man, but not unkind. Many of 'Uri's girls' were homeless waifs and strays, hookers that he had seen, liked and took pity on.

Uri spotted Misstie one night as she hurried to the liquor store for a little somethin to dull the pain away. She didn't see him as she hurried round the corner, mind only on the fact that the store would be about to close for the night.....the brick wall that was Uri stopped her in her tracks..

"Whoa there lady, what's the all fired hurry and you in your condition"

Misstie struggled as large hands clamped her to a hard body, steadying her forward motion

"I need to get to the store, let go mister"

Uri, looked down at the young, still sweet face, surprisingly unravished by the things she had done, and witnessed, noting the now large bump that preceded her wherever she went..

"Come with me"....

It was warm and smoky in the Double D's as Misstie stepped over the threshold for the first time. Uri got her a whisky and settled her into a chair in the corner.

"Ever done any dancin girl"

Misstie was jolted from her reverie as the stranger spoke

"Well no, not really, but I been told I move well"

"Dance for me girl"

"Hell, what do ya think this is...a cushion, I can hardly walk, let alone dance!"

"Ok, sure, I understand, so after the kids born, come back and see me, I may have a job for you, you're pretty, have a nice body"

"Why would you want to help me? or is it just a fuck you want"

"Because, girl, someone once helped me in the same way I'm gonna help you, the street aint no good for a mother and a baby"

Later, much later, as she lay in a crumpled heap at the bottom of the steps to her apartment, bleeding, she remembered Uri's kind words.

She came back to the apartment after meeting Uri, to find Cora pacing the room like a caged Tiger...

"Where the fuck you been? its not whoring hours yet" she spat

"I bumped into an old friend"

"You have no friends 'cept for me, who was it?"

"His name's Uri, he's nice, offered me a job"

"You fuckin bitch, you can't leave me, I freakin made you....and I can break you just as easy"

Cora leapt forward, grabbing hold of Missties hair, pushing her backwards and as Misstie fought against Cora's superior strength her legs gave way and she crumpled to the floor.

Minutes later she found herself at the bottom of the steps, Cora had packed her bag, dragged her inert body out of the apartment and with one almighty push sent her body tumbling to the bottom......

Thanks to a neighbour that heard her screams and called 911, she managed to survive the fall, sadly her baby did not.....the cause of all her problems...gone..like it had never been......

I've been bad......a hot role play

By Suzy and Tony

.........Tony says I was baaaadd!....so now I have to take my punishment!.....He's turned his back, wants me to tell him what I'm doing....

"I am slowly unbuttoning the demure blouse I wore today, the buttons are difficult as my fingers are shaking...the blouse is falling open to reveal my two fleshy mounds encased in red silk...."(Tony likes me to wear red, did I mention that?) .....

"The lacy cups barely conceal my heaving excited breasts, my nipples pressing against the fabric. I am reaching around and unbuttoning the tight black skirt I am wearing, letting it whisper to the floor where it lays like a black pool. I am picking up my feet one by one, stepping clear of my now abandoned skirt, my stiletto heels slightly catching as I lift my feet free......I sit down on the bed, slowly peeling down my stockings, rolling them slowly enticingly down my long, shapely legs.....reaching around behind my back, I release the clip of my brassiere, my tits spilling out in all their glory, the erect nipples pointing straight out....I am slowly reaching down, removing the matching red scrap of lace, sliding it teasingly past my hips, down my long slim legs....over my stiletto clad feet........Ok Master, what would you like me to do next?".........

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........As I turn around, careful to conceal the rapidly growing bulge beneath my khaki form fitting pants, I can but marvel at the sight before me and it takes every ounce of my willpower to suppress the smile that threatens to split my grim visage in two...

"Suzy,your breasts appear to be in an agitated state, have you been touching yourself, pinching those ruby nipples without my permission? Be honest my dear, you have haven't you? Twisting the nipples, kneading the soft tanned fleshly mounds, yes, I can see it in your eyes...I bet you can touch them with your tongue, can't you?"

My hand falls to the now unmistakable tent in my lap as I move to stand directly in front of her...

"show me"...

and I slowly squeeze my cock, making sure that Suzy is aware..........

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.........Oh bwoy.....caught red-handed....or should I say red-nippled! lmfao!....as I turned back around, I can see in your eyes that you noticed....but your wish is my command.....my hands reach back up, touching my breasts, stroking the soft silky skin and rubbing my already erect nipples.....the sight of Tony's bulge just spurs me on even more......as I reach down to the hot wetness between my legs.....

"What do you want me to do next master"?

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...........Isee how the sight of my growing cock is having the desired effect and I start to rub it through the thin material, rousing it to even more massive proportions...

"You seem to be getting...moist, my dear...you dare not cum, now show me how much you are sorry for your naughtiness, show me how wet your pussy is getting, how swollen your pretty little clit has become...you want to come,don't you?"

With that,I unzipped my pants and took my cock out, stroking its steely length,inches from her face........

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"MMMMmmmmm.....what would master like me to do with THAT....I wonder?" As I watched Tony stroking that hard gorgeous cock, I contemplated, how I could best serve my master.....I tentatively snaked out my tongue, just licking the tip and you jump back as though electricity had coursed through your body....you grab ahold of my hair and gently pull me forwards....until your cock is engulfed by my mouth....

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........As my fully engorged cock enters Suzy's wet mouth, the full lips clamp shut around the dark shaft. I reach down and pinch the puffy nipples of her heaving breasts, not too hard but hard enough to elicit gurgling sounds of delight.

"Yes, accept the rod my dear, let it fill your throat, swallow it, your punishment is not over yet!"

I pull her head further forward, my hard cock deep in her throat and she looks up eyes full of lust...

"Now, let your tongue lick my balls, yes, keep that cock in your mouth thats it..."

She greedily devours my hot, hard rod and I slap her ass, encouraging her...I see the pouty lips of her now wet pussy and I rub her clit, my cock sliding back and forth between her other lips............

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..........That feels so good, mmmmmm, I look up at Tony, trying for a "scared look" ....but not succeeding!.....I grab ahold of his balls, massaging them as I lick and suck my way up his hard shaft....I'm hopin, that as we are doin the master and slave "thing"....he will come for me....on me....

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........It seems that my slave is enjoying her "punishment" quite a bit, as she attempts to stuff her mouth full of hard dark cock "No-one told you to touch the rod, release that cock right now!" and I withdrew my swollen member from her wet mouth, saliva dripping as it made a popping sound..

"You will learn to obey" said as I grabbed her shoulders, turning her around and pushing her face down and onto the bed.

"It is time you got a spanking...", and with that I began to slap my hard cock against her round tanned ass, a whimper escaping her throat was drowned out by the soft down bedding........

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.........My whimper?.....only for the masters benefit, I am enjoying feelin that cock slap against my azz!....mmmm, i feel hot and wet, but I know if I try to touch myself, he will make me pull my hand away....he wants me to get to the point where I'm gonna beg, beg to feel his hot cock inside me.....but not yet, I'm enjoyin this too damn much....

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........The sound of my hard cock as it smacks against this sexy slave's upturned ass is too much to bear and I place the swollen head at the opening of her wet, tight pussy...

"I am going to fuck you now but only half shall you get! Now reach back and place my cock into you, feel how wet you have become..."

I smack her ass with my hand, making a sound like a gunshot...

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..........As he slapped my azz, the head of Tony's cock slid into my pussy one quarter of an inch, but was quickly withdrawn again......then back again, a half inch, slowly teasing.....then out again, he rubbed his hot cock over my slick wetness, teasing his cock around my pussy lips, before slipping his cock in again, just a little further.....but not enough....I wiggle my azz in invitation....

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.........As my cock enters Suzy's pussy, each time a little further, I see her ass pushing back more and more, trying to capture the entire length but I pull back, fooling her...

"No my dear, I shall only place half of my hard, hot, rod into your oh so sweet pussy, how wet u are...this is after all.....a punishment", I laugh a little.

"You want me to plunge this hard cock in, don't you, you want all of this big, black dick? No baby, this is all you get"

But she had caught me off guard and my cock slammed into her, my balls smacking wryly against her ass. I continued, ramming into her, pulling her long dark hair.......

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........I knew master wouldn't be able to resist me for long....

"Give it to me master, give it to me now"

I felt his tempo increase as my words filled his head....Then, suddenly, he pulled out, I felt bereft.......

"No sweet Suzy, that is too easy for you, its no punishment! Now get down on your knees, you is gonna suck this cock and suck it hard, otherwise, master wont give you a reward"

......I dropped to my knees, Tony's huge cock loomed before me...

"Well master, your wish is my command"......

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........Suzy was getting a little A-head of herself it seems...as I allowed her to take my big cock, still wet with her pussy juices into her hungry mouth, I had an idea...

"You will suck my cock til I cum baby and with no hands"

I parted her thick long hair, dividing it into two silky ropes and as I continued fucking her throat, I reached down, taking her left hand and binding it with her own hair, wrapping the long tresses around her wrist, over and over...her eyes opened wide but I continued with the other hand...

"Now, open wider ,my love slave, feel my rod fill your mouth, your throat.."

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........As Tony twined the silky tendrils of my hair around my wrists I gasped, not from fright.....but from pure lust! I looked up into his beautiful face, his features contorted in desire as my lips caressed his cock, he was in control and I loved it.....His hot thrusts continued, my mouth taking in the fullness of his cock, I so wanted to touch him, but I couldn't.....I couldn't even touch my hot burning cunt, the juices running freely by now....

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........I could see how well my "punishment" was working, as Suzy's mouth worked up and down the length of my cock, saliva dripping out of the corners and snaking their way down her neck, across the taut, hard nipples of her swollen breasts and down across the soft ripples of her well toned abs, (she has been working out at the gym and it showed) , mixing with the mistress of her well trimmed cunt, drops glistening among the fine, silky hairs...her hips swaying back and forth, up and down as if searching for the cock now impaled in her throat!

"I see how wet you are girl and I am not without mercy..."

I reached down, spreading her swollen pussy lips with my fingers, slipping first one, then two inside of her juicy cunt. I allowed my thumb to press hard against her clit as I fucked her pussy with my hands and fucked her face with my large hard cock. She made a gurgling sound then and I slapped her shapely ass with my free hand, not hard enough to raise a weld, but the smacking sound was satisfying and she lunged forward, my entire length now buried in her throat...

"Aah, slave did no one ever tell you not to talk with your mouth full?"

I slowly withdrew the spit covered monster from her mouth, slowly working my hand up and down the shaft, her chin in my other hand...

"I think you have learned your lesson, haven't you?"

I stroked my cock faster, inches from her trembling lips...

"Shall I release you now?"

I could feel the pressure building up in my cock and I increased the tempo of my stroke..........

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........I feel like I'm on fire.........I'm so hot, feverish, I look at Tony's cock, his hands stroking the full hard length...I'm waiting for his release...waiting for my reward....waiting for something that only he can give me....I lick my lips in anticipation as his movements get faster and faster, harder and harder....until finally with a gasp, his body jerks and load after load of hot cum hits my body.....warm, sticky, wet....I rub Tony's love juice into my body....My mind is already skippin forward to the next time I can say....... "I've been a bad girl"......

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........Unable to hold back any longer, the first load of cum lands on her chin, her tongue catching it before it has a chance to drop down, filled by successive blasts, covering her face, her tits, her belly...Ahh,so much! and as Suzy licks the last few drops from the top of my cock, her hand suddenly free and rubbing the hot cum into her breasts and nipples like tiny volcanoes, cum flowing down like lava...

Hmmmm, I can hardly wait for her next "transgression"!.........

Caribbean Dreams.......London

The third story in a trilogy by Scarlet and Luca!

As I glanced once more at the small business card in my hand, I wondered what the hell I had gotten my self into. The black card with the name "Danielles" emblazoned in gold seemed to mock me as I turned the card over and tried to make out Dannys scrawl on the back.....Lucas penix.. 8.30..Mayfair Hotel....Penthouse Suite, at least I think thats what it said!.....I shook my head is consternation as I recalled my earlier phone conversation with Danny.

.....Danny was the co-owner of one of the most exclusive escort agencies in London and an old friend from my teen years in Texas.....she emigrated to London some 5 years ago, found a gap in the market, establishing an escort agency that specialised in American escorts and the rest, as they say, is history.

"Scarlet honey, I need a real big favour" she paused "ya know I wouldn't ask you sweetie, but I'm really stuck" her voice still had that Texan twang as she went on to explain her predicament. The wheedling tone giving me an indication of what was to come!
It turned out that her best escort Genevieve had been rushed into hospital with appendicitis earlier that day and a replacement was needed quick time for a very important client! Danny then went on to explain that Mr Penix usually brought his secretary to London but due to family circumstances she had had to stay in the States.....I listened to Danny's garbled explanation, waiting for the punchline.
I gasped in shock as it finally came.........

Which is why I found myself looking at the details on the card again....the realisation slowly dawning on me that I had agreed to be an escort for the night! "Lucas Penix" I repeated to myself, the words strange, but somehow familiar. My thoughts moved to another place another time, it was over a year ago since I last saw Luca.....Luca, I sighed, why did my thoughts always turn to him?

As I stepped out of the limousine that had been sent to collect me, my eyes were drawn upwards to the top of this grand hotel, wondering if Mr Penix was standing on the balcony of the Penthouse Suite looking down on me, I shivered at the thought of being watched....
I walked through the lobby and quickly approached the desk, announcing myself as "Genevieve" (as Danny had instructed) and asked to be directed to the Penthouse Suite.
It was obvious I was expected as a young guy in a uniform appeared as if from nowhere and led me towards a set of double doors to the side of the desk, producing a single key from his pocket........and as the double doors opened, I found myself in a small lobby, empty except for a........lift?
"The private lift will take you all the way up to the Penthouse madam"....with that, he turned and left closing and locking the doors behind him.

After what seemed like an eternity the lift silently ground to a halt and the doors opened with a "whoosh"......As I stepped out onto plush cream carpet, I heard a voice call
"Make yourself at home baby, I'll be with you in a minute"
I could feel the blood rushing to my head, tiny sparks of light clouding my vision as the owner of the voice entered the room, casually buttoning up the crisp white shirt, brilliant against the smooth chocolate of his skin............ and as my brain struggled to process this information, my body slid silently to the floor "Luca" I managed to gasp out before I slipped into unconsciousness...........

........"Damn, you would think that with the amount of money you pay to these escort services they would at least have the decency to send the models early!" Even though we still had two hours left before I was due at The Langham Hotel for the British Circle of the Financial Associates International Inaugural Gala. The main reason for my haste and impatience was that I didn't want to take anything for granted. Some of the members were quite important to my potential exploitation of the British market and it was necessary to make a good first impression.

I had figured I would hire an escort and have her pose as my girlfriend, soon-to-be-wife. These men were big on family and believed that if you were single after a certain age, you weren't A-class material or you were gay. Either way it wasn't what I wanted them to think of me so I decided to hire an attractive enough woman who could look good on my arm as well as turn a few heads in the process, maybe if they saw what a fine specimen my companion was I might gain some positive marks in their book before we even sat down around the conference table later in the week.

I groaned at the thought of that dreaded date, sitting for hours listening to meaningless statistics and empty promises, I would much rather spend the afternoon out shopping, maybe some devious lingerie to surprise my secretary,Anne, to get her to put on some of the lewdest, most obscene pieces of cloth which revealed more than they covered and listen to her scream in esctasy as I ripped them to shreds while I romped with her around the room. Then again who am I kidding, she had served her time and quite frankly she wasn't good for anything besides doing my paper work, answering my calls and being a recepticle for my carnal desires. Initially We just fucked like animals at every opportunity but as time progressed I grew tired of her, there was no spark, I got her addicted to me but I didn't feel the same anymore and was as a result of this I was quite glad she couldn't make this trip. Though at the moment i wouldn't have minded her in the room as all the thoughts of sex had caused me to form a sizeable buldge in my pants. It would be so funny if the escort decided to come at this exact moment while I was trying to bring my rampaging hormones under control.

Snapping out of my brief daydream I hastily tried to get my mind off Anne. I hadn't even decided on what to wear to the Gala...which was now just over one hour and a half away! A brief buzz interrupted my train of thought and Mr.Compton from the front desk alerted me as requested, that Genevieve had arrived. Just on time too as I heard the elevator doors open and a female step from the chamber.

Quickly throwing on a shirt that was lying on the bed I hastily buttoned it while heading out to meet my guest."Make yourself at home", I called as I walked out onto the elevator landing. Merely looking up before giving my buttons back my undivided attention, I heard a gasp and a dull thud and then silence.

Thinking that one of my expensive African statuettes was now lying on the carpet, I snapped up my head ready to give the unfortunate "Genn" a piece of my mind but rather than seeing a wooden figurine on the floor, I was alarmed to see Genevieve flat out on the floor!

I immediately rushed over to her, 'Was she dead? Ill, was this some trick to rob me?" all these thoughts flashed across my head. Making sure she was breathing, I chafed her wrists and took heart as her head started to roll back and forth in slow motion, but one look at her face as it lolled over to face me almost sent ME tumbling over...what sort of dirty trick was this? This wasn't Genevieve...This was SCARLET!!! By now her lips were moving but my brian functions were in disarray, I couldn't understand a thing she was saying...

........I slowly came round to find Luca bent over me, a look of concern crossed his face quickly followed by something I couldn't quite define, sorrow, regret?
"I didn't know" I managed to stammer
Luca frowned "know what?"
"I didn't know it was you"
I pulled the now crumpled card from my purse, turned it over and pointed to Danny's scrawl.
"Ah, I see, at least I think I see, WTF Scarlet....why are you masquerading as a glorified call girl?"
I went on to explain Danny's predicament and how I had been virtually press-ganged into taking Genevieve's place.
"So Scarlet, what the hell are we gonna do now?"

.....Thirty minutes later the limousine pulled up outside The Langham Hotel, a beautiful example of Victorian architecture, recently refurbished to the tune of 80 million pounds according to the limousine driver. OMG I thought doing a quick mental calculation, nearly 130 million bucks! For a few moments I felt overwhelmed, this place was totally awesome! Lost in thought, I felt a tug on my hand as Luca grabbed it, and tucked my arm through his....drawing me towards the imposing entrance.

Y'all are probably wonderin what I'm doin here? Well lets just say Luca could always twist me around his little finger and today was no exception, it also probably had somethin to do with the fact that he had promised to ruin Danny's business if I didn't keep my side of the bargain!.....I was madder than hell at Danny for putting me in this awkward position but I couldn't let Luca do that to her.
So here I am feeling like some l'il old English Princess being escorted by some sexy Nubian Prince! Thank the lord Danny had provided 'expense' money I thought admiring the gold silk evening gown that clung lovingly to my every curve.

I met some very important and influential people that night, ate exquisite food, drank the finest wines finally understanding just how well known and respected Luca was in the business world.
I guess I should enjoy this for what it was 'cos I knew sooner of later the shit was gonna hit the fan!.....although he was unfaillingly polite, I detected a seething boiling anger bubbling below the surface, oh mother this volcano was all set to blow!

"You and I have a business contract Scarlet, and you are gonna fulfil it" he whispered, his hot breath fanning my neck and for all the world looking like a man whispering hot words of love.
"I bet you don't know that I paid for 'extras' do you?, did your friend Danielle tell you that?"
I felt my face flushing hotly as the realisation dawned on me exactly what sorta 'extras' he was talking about. Hell I thought, Danny girl, you're dead meat when I get hold of you..........


.......As we mingled with the guests, the more intent I became on leaving. Everyone was talking about the latest art pieces at the museum and about their designer wear, none of which interested me. After Mr.Dupont and his wife managed to bore the living daylights out of Scarlet and I for 30 minutes(yes I counted) I decided I had had enough. I supposed Scarlet was feeling the same as well because I counted at least three times she tried to hide a yawn, two of those times while Mr.Dupont was telling us for the fifth time about his trip to the Bahamas...if only I told him about MINE, I doubt he would be so talkative. I wonder if Mrs.Dupont would dare try half the things Scarlet and I did. That brought a smirk to my face...imagine old Mrs.Dupont begging Mr.Dupont to fuck her pussy, Pfffttt, as if!

Thankfully someone wanted Dupont to appraise a bottle of fine French wine to which he gladly accepted, and taking my cue, I hurredly pushed Scarlet out into the lobby and out to the sweeping canopy to beckon our limousine. It was just after 10 o'clock and I had plenty of time to kill. I had to say that I had been secretly watching Scarlet during the function half-hoping for her to mess up and make a fool of herself. I hadn't forgotten the Bahamas and I hadn't exactly gotten my revenge. Now that those memories came flooding back, a new wave of anger surged through me as I remember lying helpless while Scarlet walked out on me. I guess Barbados was too far away to recall as I uncharacteristically forgot that she was just returning the favour.

Just at that instant a thought struck me, I still had till 7 o'clock tomorrow, and to be honest Scarlet looked a damn sight in that dress! How many men committed adultery in their minds I would never know but I was willing to wager a million dollars it was 90%. I swore that if a gay guy saw her he would immediately become a heterosexual. If only those lusting men knew what she was like without the dress...God, the way she allowed me to make love to her, Anne could only dream of being so satisfying. With my hand resting on the small of her back, it inadvertedly slid downwards and was resting on her round derriere, so exquisitly enhanced by the clinging of the dress, seemed it was right in all the right areas! Unknowing to me my hand was massaging her rump, and an inquiring gaze from her soon brought it to my attention....If only she knew what I was thinking.

"I bet you don't know that I paid for 'extras' do you?, did your friend Danielle tell you that?", Poor thing, she always had a hard time hiding her feelings beneath the surface. Immediately her face flushed a fiery red, I smirked at her obvious discomfort, unfortunately my thrill didn't last to long as she immediately shot back "You paid for GENN to give you extras, not Scarlet".

Trust the mouthy vixen to have a comeback for anything! Now it was my turn to be lost for words, and finally as the limo pulled up I managed "Genn, Scarlet...I paid for 'extras' and I better get it or your friend will be out on the streets looking for a new home and job". I retreated to the opposite corner from Scarlet, who was I kidding, I couldn't pay for sex from a woman who gave unselfishly to me, she wasn't just a sex-toy but someone who I had grown to admire, I think it was best to do the right thing. Handing my chauffeur a slip of paper, he spun the car around and sped across the boulevard.

"Where we going", I heard from somewhere in the darkness, "You'll soon see", and as we pulled up outside a block of brownstone apartments I said, "Here we are...", I got out and went around the car and helped Scarlet out of it. Seeing her slightly confused I continued "This is Danny's house, you were right, I paid for Genn and not you, so I'll just take it up with Danny later". Turning my back I headed back to my side of the Limo...

...........As I stood there on the sidewalk watching Luca walk away I quickly came to the realisation that I didn't want the evening to end just yet.....

"Wait!" the voice said....then I realised it was mine "I know this place we can talk".....my voice tailed off as Luca stared at me, a questioning look in his eyes.
"Sure baby....I'll take you anywhere you wanna go, where is this place?"
"It's called 'Cottons' its in Camden"
As the limousine nosed its way through the London traffic, I was conscious of Luca as once more I sat beside him, silent in the intimate darkness.

Cottons, an intimate little Caribbean restaurant in Camden, famed for its 100's of varieties of Caribbean Rum and also boasting a clientele including Samuel L Jackson and Mary J Blige.
As a regular visitor when I was in London, I knew it would be quiet at this time in the evening.

After seating ourselves in one of the brightly colored booths with two shots of Appleton, Luca leaned back in his seat for all the world looking totally relaxed.....
"Well Scarlet, what did you want to talk about? did you want to talk about the way you tied me up last time we met? or the way you just upped and left without a backwards glance?"
I cringed inwardly as Luca almost spat the words out, realising that he was still very angry!
"Well I guess we're even then baby" I sighed as I remembered the way he abandoned me the first time we met......I really couldn't admit to this man, that try as I might I couldn't get him outta my head, there was something between us that I couldn't define......I still couldn't decide whether he was my destiny or my nemesis.
"Can we just try and spend some time together without fighting?" I sighed

As the lift smoothly drew to a halt outside Luca's Penthouse Suite, we almost fell out, hot hands tearing at each others clothes, hot mouths biting, sucking, licking..........

........In my five weeks of staying at the Mayfair I had never been so oblivious to hear the gentle ding of the bell announcing that we were in the Penthouse suite. Oddly enough, it was only a few minutes later that I actually realized the elevator had stopped! I didn't even hear the doors open and shut nor did I hear the fememine voice welcoming me 'home'.

The noises emitted from the elevator chamber would have been sure to send notes of concern to the head-heirarchy but I guess that is one of the benefits of having a suite away from everyone. Having Scarlet accompany me back to the hotel (when she could have taken the escort royalties and ran off) definitely meant something. Something quite good actually, and after our brief encounters which were followed by long absences I was going to be sure and hold onto this gem for as long as possible.

As we left the lobby and entered the elevator, Scarlet came over and positioning herself in front of me, she gently draped her arms over my shoulder and gazed deeeply into my eyes, I couldn't hold it back much longer."Why did you come back, Scarlet, why didn't you just take your leave out of my life?" That loving gaze and a slow, gentle stroke from my cheek to my lips sent bursts of an undescribable warm sensation coursing throughout my body. Allowing her fingers to trail over my lips, in a voice I wasn't sure whether it came from her lips or her mind as she said "For the same reason you stopped and allowed me to be here with you now, Luca, it is because we have an undeniable connection and maybe, just maybe, this is the storyline fate has picked for our lives and instead of fighting our feelings and running away like scared children we should act like responsible adults and do what is best for ourselves...."Her voice cracked. Trust her to speak words like that. That woman knew what to say, how to say it and the right time to say it.

As she said this, I turned my head sharply away, I found myself fighting a burning sensation in my eyes, no way I was going to cry, one of us had to be the strong one but I couldn't fight this feeling and the more I fought the more insistent the tears pricked my eyes. "Luca..." I slowly turned my eyes to meet hers, hers were streaming like litle rivulets, running into her makeup and leaving mottled streaks all over her face. "Yes", I choked, "Are you willing to do that for us, are you willing to do that for me?", her voice, heavy with emotion, caused my waterworks to explode and stream after stream poured down my face. I tried to look away but she gently held my face in a position to meet her gaze.

It was there and then that I knew I wasn't prepared to let Scarlet wander away from me again, I waited nearly a year for her to come back and nothing I tried gave me the satisfaction of being around her, I wanted her...Bloody hell, I needed her! With one fluid motion I wrapped my arms around her back and pulled her into me, smothering her lips with mine. In response her arms which were still draped around my neck tightened, pressing our bodies together in a lover's embrace only few would ever experience in their lifetimes. Our kissing grew more insistent, our hands starting to roam, up and down her back my palms travelled, rubbing harshly against the silk, at the rate I was going I was certainly going to leave a few holes in the sensitive material. Scarlet's hands weren't idle either as when they left my shoulders, they slid down to my waist where she was vigorously rubbing the large bump which had appeared in the crotch of my pants. This was the biggest erection I had in ages and not even Scarlet's nimble hands could spawn the size of this monster!

Scarlet soon let me know her intentions as in the middle of our kissing and pawing each other, she took hold of my lower lip in her teeth and nipped it, immediately drawing blood, my response was a sharp slap to her butt cheek which caused a gasp and a shriek of pain to escape her lips, as she threw back her neck I moved in with my bloody lips, sucking, kissing and biting her arched neck.

"Yes baby", she moaned, now lifting one of her thighs to my hip, and my hand immediately carelessly strayed around her curvy ass down to her lower thigh and grasping it kept it in position while she pressed her body further against mine, gyrating her lower hips against me, causing my engorged penis to expand a bit more. My pants would soon be at the bursting point at the rate we were going. Obviously Scarlet felt that too as she took hold of my buckle and began to attack my buckle and zipper with the enthusiasm of a crazed woman. Such was her eagerness that my buckle flew off the belt and collided with the metal interior walls with a loud metallic report, but that didn't faze her, and she fairly ripped my pants clasps free, and my pants now shredded open fluttered to the floor around my legs, my penis now forming a tent out of my boxer which was soaked through by my pre-cum.

The violence in her actions aroused me beyond control and as she pulled me into a corner her eyes met mine. They were no longer watering but the intense lust emanating from her gaze told me how much she wanted me. This wasn't going to be like Barbados or the Bahamas where we were just made love...she wanted to be taken agressively, she wanted me to plunder her, our desires had waited too long to be fulfilled and they had just exploded on us without warning. She needed me and I needed her and the faster we got naked the better.

I broke away our embrace and nonchalantly tossed my jacket off my shoulders. Which was soon followed by my shirt which I miraculously got off within a twinkling of an eye. Ha! There was Scarlet still struggling with the zipper at the back of her dress. Offering to help her, RRRIIIPPPP, the loud sound of fabric being ripped apart filled the elevator chamber.'Oh', she started, that sound obviously seemed to arouse her, but not as much as the sight that greeted me as the now damaged fabric fell away from her body. A tiny bronze string was barely visible against Scarlet's tanned body as it wound its way around her waist once before disappearing between her thighs to places where I explored many a night in the Caribbean and no bra either? Those naked breasts were like twin mountain peaks just waiting to be explored, I could abstractly feel the soft texture of those globes in my palms as I kneaded them while we were either lying next to each other in bed after a vigorous show of love for each other or with Scarlet straddling me and I manipulating her nipples with my fingers to increase the intensity of her orgasms. Now she looked so needy with a thin sheen of sweat on her body and her hair in disarray falling partially over her face.

"Oh God", I groaned as I bounded to her side immediately resuming our needy embrace crushing her breasts against my well sculpted chest, savouring the feel of the gentle bursts of air-conditioning against our exposed skins, our eager hands travelling over each other's body, each spot delightfully tingling with a mere touch, only fanning the intense, unquenchible fire which was burning in our souls.

Scarlet fit effortlessly in my arms, almost like a missing puzzle piece, our lips connected again and the passion spilled over. Her arms locked around my forearms, mine, around her waist, sliding downwards to her tempting butt, rounding each cheek with a lover's touch, fanning my fingers outward, I cupped each cheek in a palm and squeezed, rubbing with my thumb while allowing the other four fingers to fondle her derriere. Her ass was tight and firm, I bet that string job was chaffing her sphinter and it would be in dire need of some attention, but that would be later as our lips locked again, my tongue gently prying her lips apart and tentatively exploring the soft satin of her mouth. Scarlet had no patience though, and within seconds her tongue was darting in and out of my mouth in deft strokes.Our clawing and grasping at each others bodies intensified, I nudged Scarlet into a corner and a brief bell sounded before I was sent tumbling to carpet outside.

Apparently I had pressed her against the 'Door Open' button on the elevator which duly opened and sent us sprawling. I reached over to grasp Scarlet's nearest limb but she playfully swatted away my hand and rolled away, leaping to her feet she coyly called in a sultry, sexy voice "Hey, baby, you're going to have to work a bit harder if you want to explore my body tonight, I kinda think I went easy on you the first few times, but tonight you are going to have to catch me!" Well the challenge was laid down and I was certainly game, I hoped Scarlet knew what she was getting herself into, she told me once of an experience in Jamaica a few years prior to our meeting which left her unhappy and rather sore between her thighs, whether or not she was going to be unhappy I didn't know but for sure if I caught her she would have to learn a new way to walk!

Around the room we went, gasps at near misses and narrow escapes and groans from near captures, we would have probably gone on for hours if Scarlet didn't catch her foot in a bit of the carpet and lost balance and before she could regain it I was over her, pressing her chest into the floor. "Think it is time for my reward baby", I gloated "Wait you are hurting me", immediately concerned I let up a bit nad Scarlet quickly tried to gain her footing but a grasp at her ankle rendered her helpless again, lashing out with her free foot she tried desperately to make me weaken my grasp but to no avail as I was soon arched over her staring deeply into her eyes, both of us panting and sweating from exertion.

Keeping my eyes locked on Scarlet, I held up over her and gently slid my now soaking boxer from my hips my eyes never leaving hers, my bulging erection sprang free,Scarlet gasped in wonder at the length and the girth of my pole, it seemed she forgot just how big I was, but it was too late for backing out now, I reached for her hips and dragged the G-string from them, the fabric drenched in sweat and the juices which were abundantly flowing from her love-canal and once savouring the texture of the material, I tossed it uncermoniously with my boxer a few metres away.

I then resumed my position arched over her body, staring at the glorious sight before me, my hand stroked her from her temple, across her jawline to her now slightly parted lips. Then travelled down her neck to the cleft between her breasts, down to the flat plains of her stomach, gently slipping my fingers into her navel. My hands caressed further downwards, to her hips, slowly working inwards to her inner thighs and just when she thought I would go to her now burning slit I moved south, down her thighs to her legs and then finally her feet. Each region explored brought a series of groans and gasps, her body writhing and shuddering incontrollably underneath me. I didn't want fore-play, I wanted to bury my penis deep into the recesses of her body.It was a long time since we made love and I longed for her body in more ways than words could describe.

I grasped her legs again and gently brought them up to her chest and spead them wide apart, Gently whispering to her to hold that position, I took my position between her legs and allowed my cock to rest against her soaking wet cunt. My shaft resting in the narrow valley of the now puffed outer lips of her pussy and her chest heaved with desire as I once again I allowed my eyes to meet hers, "Are you ready?" was all I said, those few words meant so much...Her hands clutched my upper arms. A solitary nod was all I got in response. Moving my hips forward, allowing my shaft to slide through the slick slit I lowered my lips and whispered "How do you want me to do you Scarlet?"

........"I want you Luca, I want you in every way a woman wants a man, I want to feel you over me, in me, I want you to fill up all my darkest spaces with your love".....as the words left my mouth I realised that I meant them....that I wanted Luca's love! OMG!.... I was, I was in love....
As Luca entered me, it felt like a hot jolt of electricity, his hard beautiful cock moved inside my wetness, moving, touching, exploring every inch....the feeling was indescribeable, delicious sensations spiralled upwards...
"OMG! fuck me Luca!" I managed to gasp out as the hot sensation I was feeling in my cunt, started to spiral me out of control......

Later as we relaxed in the Jacuzzi (that incidentally was more like a swimming pool), sipping Champagne, we talked about anything and everything, I felt like I had returned home after a long and difficult journey so easy were we in each others company. I don't know what the future held for us, but right here, right now?....this is where I was meant to be, the way it was meant to be!

I heard Luca gasp, as I brought my hand down into the bubbling water, sending a stream upwards and splashing into his face!
"You're gonna regret that missy" he laughed as he pulled my legs forward and my body slid under the water...
I secretly laughed to myself, knowing that I had got the exact reaction I wanted!.....
My hands and mouth quickly sought their target, a sexy heat-seeking missile! beginning with a slow exploration of Luca's extraordinarily muscular calves, my soft fingers and mouth following each other in an exploration of his smooth dark skin, wanting to touch and taste every inch....I could feel Luca move his legs apart to give my lips and tongue entry to his inner thighs, feeling him shudder as my hot tongue reached his balls, my mouth quickly enclosing them, sucking gently, nipping with my teeth, feeling his body vibrate with exquisite pain and pleasure.......oh I wanted this man, wanted to pleasure him, wanted to make his body burn with the intense desire that he made me feel.

As my head moved further down under the water, warm jets of bubbles exploded from the side of the tub, sending me into a frenzy as they hit my clit, already swollen with my want of Luca's cock....unable to hold back any further, my lips closed over his cock, swirling water around my mouth as my lips caressed the head, drawing it ever deeper.....and as the bubbles swirled and the water became a stormy maelstrom of turbulant water, I felt Luca's body tense and welcomed the hot stream of cum as it filled my mouth.

Later, much later, satiated and happy, we fell asleep in each others arms......

...........By the time I was roused from my slumber the sun directly staring through my window, like a peeping-Tom prying to see the aftermath of the storm which swept through the penthouse of the Mayfair luxury Hotel. I was sure there was some unfortunate siesmotologist who was quite intruiged by the sudden release in activity in the area which caused his siesmograph to go berserk. If only he knew that it wasn't the earth's plate movements which caused it but actually one of the more important guests of the Mayfair catching up with a lost lover in rather vigorous amd generous ways. It was a wonder that the hotel withstood such a brutal onslought for more than two hours, maybe when I stepped outside I would check for any post-damage. I snickered to myself as that thought dissipated from my sleep-clouded brain. Carelessly tossing my hand over to where my partner in crime should be, i soon discovered that I was the only one in the bed and later inspection proved that I was alone in the suite.

Talk about coming crashing to earth. A surge of anger jolted its way through my body. So was this it? Scarlet wanted a fix and just used me to release her sexual desires and then left in the morning? How many times had this scene taken place only with the roles reversed where the man seduces and gets into bed with a woman, takes what he wants, wakes up remorseful and cowardly walks out of the sleeping female with a note apologizing for his indiscretions. WIth morbid humour I wondered if Scarlet had been at least 'kind' enough to leave a note explaining her actions. The bedside table was my first stop and sure enough, weighted by a used wineglass(evidently used by her due to the lipstick stain on the rim)was a sheet of the horrible shade of pink paper the Mayfair had been persuaded to afford its guests to write their notes on. How apt that notepaper now was, a horrible colour no doubt bearing horrible news with some pathetic excuse explaining her absence in the morning. I felt sick in the stomach as I took up the paper, trying to foretell what dreadful news the paper bore.

'Hi baby, gone shopping with a few girlfriends, will be back later...maybe with a few surprises'. For some reason I found this a huge joke and my guffaws resonated off of the walls as a flood of relief washed over me. Surprises eh? I climbed back into the four poster, lying on my back clasping my hands behind my head I contemplated what Scarlet could possibly have up her sleeve. That girl intruiged me in every way. Just when you thought you got everything with her she had another level to take you.

I reminisced about last night, my naked body still bore the marks of our love making. Scratches on my chest and upper arms as well as my abdomen, my crotch area was still a bit sore, no doubt with the prolonged voracious activities from last night, also the area had a sticky sensation! Fond memories returned of my generous spurts of love juice filling Scarlet in every way imaginable as we climaxed over and over again. Come to think of it, Scarlet was rather lucky she was out with her friends because the way I was feeling now I was certainly in the mood for Round 2 and also judging by my twitching member which was now starting to swell he agreed with me as well! but I guess he would have to wait a few hours. I had a board meeting in about two hours and judging by the shrill bell of the telephone, Niles from the front desk was calling to remind me of my appointement. Rolling out of bed I quickly grabbed some clothes and headed towards the shower. I certainy couldn't wait until later that evening...

.........Well hey it was only a little white lie, and I WAS with Misstie, another of my friends that had emigrated from the States. I needed Misstie to help me put my plans together for later, she knew people, had contacts. As I passed by reception I gave a note to Niles making him promise that he wouldn't give Luca the note until later.....as I thought of its contents my face lit with a secret inner smile and desire clawed at my stomach.........later, now I had stuff to arrange!

My plans all in place, I set out from my hotel at 8.30 and being a nice evening, I decided to do the tourist thang and get the tube.....my destination Waterloo....well Luca was sure as hell gonna meet his Waterloo later!!

The tube was busy, but I hardly noticed the admiring glances looking at my skimpy attire.....my thoughts were on Luca, he should be on his way by now....I couldn't wait!
WATERLOO, the station sign jumped into my conscious thought...I got up as the train whooshed into the station, and stepping off I totally forgot about the warm breezes that circulated through these underground caverns..... only remembering as the soft folds of my floaty summer dress blew up around my ears, exposing.....well every damn thing, from my newly shaved and pampered pussy, to my breasts whose nipples stood to attention as the hot breeze filtered over them! OMG whenever you gonna learn gal? I brushed my skirt down and left the station platform to a round of applause for my impromptu show!

I could already see my destination up ahead, the "London Eye", for all the world lookin like London's Guardian Angel as it lit the night sky. I looked at this awsome sight, the realisiation hitting me that in a few short minutes, I would be transported to the top of its 450 foot height!

I saw Luca before he saw my, dressed casually in jeans and a white T shirt, he reminded me of the boy I once knew, rather than the successful businessman he was today.
As he saw me approach, a huge grin lit his face "Scarlet baby, so what's this 'surprise' you and your buddies have cooked up for me?"
"Wait and see", I winked saucily as I took his hand in mine and led him toward the 'eye'

The ticket guy nodded us through the barrier, a hot glint in his eye, I think Misstie had already explained the purpose of our visit!
As the door to the pod opened with a slight whoosh, my eyes took in my surroundings, WOW!
"OMG, WTF Scarlet!" I heard Luca gasp as he followed behind me.
Casting his eyes around this sexy boudoir that Misstie and I had created earlier, I surrepticiously watched Luca's face. His eyes took in the couch in the centre, the table laden with champagne and caviar, the violet silk drapes, his eyes finally resting on me.
"How.........?
"Sssshhhhhhh" I put my finger to his lips as I pulled him forward, my lips seeking his in an urgent kiss. "We only have an hour"

As the wheel started its movement and the pod slowly started its ascent, I tore at Luca's clothes wanting desperately to feel his naked body against mine.....quickly removing his pants, I was gratified to realise that Luca had dispensed of his shorts this evening!
I quickly dropped to my knees as Luca's cock sprang forward, the head already purple and engorged with the hot pounding blood that was coursing through his veins
I rubbed the velvet softness of it against my cheek, loving the feel and the musky smell of this beautiful man, before turning my head and snakeing my tongue out to taste the hot salty drops of his pre-cum. He gasped as I slid my mouth around his balls, taking each one in turn and sucking and nibbling gently.
"I want to be inside you Scarlet" Luca gasped as he gently pulled me to my feet and drew me towards the couch "I want to fill you with my cock, I want to spurt my juices inside you"
With a sense of urgency, he thrust inside me, the juices already flowing from my cunt making his access smooth and easy...

I marvelled once more at the length and width of his cock as he moved inside me, touching every corner of my cunt, my hands reached around to grip Luca's ass cheeks pulling him even further into me....wishing we could stay here forever, locked together for all eternity.
As Luca's urgency grew, I could feel the familiar tingling that seemed to start from somewhere deep inside me, my heart beating in time with his until I felt I would explode with the hot sensations coursing through me....until finally with a scream that tore itself out of my body....the orgasm ripped through me....and with a groan Luca released wave after delicious wave of his delicious cum into me.........................the champagne and caviar long forgotten lay on the table unopened......

An hour later, we left, after two revolutions it was time to get off....hell Misstie was an important gal in the company that managed the wheel, but even she couldn't swing more than an hour!

Luca, pulled me gently to him and we stood wrapped in each others arms, my head resting on his shoulder....I felt his body suddenly tense.....
"Scarlet, I have to leave, I have to go back to the States"
My body jerked with shock and my head left his shoulder no longer relaxed and satiated from our lovemaking
"Why?".....just one simple question, one little plea.
"I have to go to an urgent meeting, I'm sorry"
I guess deep down inside, I always knew that this moment would come, the moment I dreaded. I turned my face away so he couldnt see the hot scalding tears as they sprang to my eyes, couldnt let him see the look of pain that etched my face.
"What time's your flight?"....I hoped that we could at least spend another night together.
"My car's waiting to take me to the airport now, can I drop you at your hotel?"
"No, no thank you" my voice was barely audible "I'll walk"
"Look me up when you return to the States, baby"
"Sure baby" .......although I knew that I wouldn't.....the reality was that Luca's business interests would always come first, he wasn't the young carefree boy that I once knew, but a hard-headed ruthless businessman.

As Luca's car pulled up at the sidewalk, I gave him one last look, taking in that beautiful face, the muscular body, the sexy smile.......and then I turned and walked away.....

Anger

Well Monday mornin presented an ideal opportunity! Found out last week that my BF, cody, had been fuckin my best friend Shona. I don't take things like that lightly, my motto is "don't get angry, get even"....and that's exactly what I intended to do!
First of all Cody, he didn't know that I KNEW about Shona or also the fact that he was seein a hot new girl Rhonda, behind my back! Heard he was real sweet on her, what a cryin shame I lured her into bed and fucked her brains out, even got her to say that I was better in bed than Cody would ever be!......all captured on film of course!

Well it didn't take much persuadin for that dirty dog to come round to my apartment on Monday evening, all it took was a simpering phone call! " Hey Cody honey, I miss you real bad, come round baby, I need your big cock tonight"....and thats exactly what he did!

The doorbell buzzed at a quarter after seven and as I opened the door, Cody slammed me back against the wall, his lips seeking mine in a passionate almost violent kiss, his lips biting mine.....he liked it rough!....which made my plan come together all the easier. "Cody baby" I purred "hows about a little role-play?"
"what do you have in mind Scarlet, you know I'll do whatever you want me to do".
I casually untied my silk robe and pulled it from my shoulders, revealing a black P.V.C dom outfit, studs, chains the whole works! Cody gasped (I hoped it was with pleased surprise) but his words were lost as his lips once again sought mine!

"Get on the bed boy" I cracked the whip I had secreted under my robe "NOW!"
"Yes mistress Scarlet, anything you say mistress"
Cody moved to the bed, pulling off his clothes as he went, leaving a trail of discarded shirt, pants, socks and shoes as he hastily scrambled onto it! He looked up in puzzlement as I went to my nightstand and pulled out 4 pairs of cuffs.
"What the fuck?"
"Shut up boy!" this said as I moved to the bed and attached the cuffs one by one! Wrists, then ankles! His cock was already hard, engorged with the hot blood, diverted from his brain......well TO his brain I guess!....It already appeared his brain resided in his pants! I flicked it lightly with the whip, making him twitch and writhe.
"I have a little movie for you to watch boy" I walked over to the TV inserted the DVD and watched the screen spring to life!

Casually I sat down on the bedside chair, watching the scene on the screen as it unfolded, pictures of mine and Rhonda's bodies, writhing on HER bed. The best part being when she said "Oh Scarlet, you are just soooooo good, Cody ain't got nothin on you baby"
"What the fuck? Scarlet you fuckin bitch, I'm gonna kill you when I get outta these cuffs" He tugged and pulled until finally he lay back groaning, sore from the abrasion pullin at the cuffs had caused.

I quickly dressed, returning to the T.V, pressed the "repeat" button and picking up my purse and keys, I slammed out of the apartment, leaving a blubbering heap on the bed behind me!

Hours later, after I'd regaled the story to a laughing Adonis(*), I gave him my apartment key to let the motherfucker out! Hey I wasn't goin there, Cody must be madder 'n hell by now! After Adonis left, I stayed at Ho Li Fuks for a while thinking, Shona was next, but she could wait.......maybe until Rach(*) next visited....mmmmm perhaps I'd take her to Adonis' glory hole and have her suck Rach' cock!....I laughed out loud at that thought and reached for my cell.
"Hey Rach baby, when you comin over for a visit?"

(*) Reference my story, "Best of both worlds"

Caribbean Dreams.......The Bahamas

A sequel to Caribbean dreams by Scarlet & Luca

...I had spent days wondering why I didn't go to that beach shack. I told Scarlet to meet me there, knowing quite well that I wanted more of her. I had an insatiable lust for this sexy American who came and made me feel alive. When I was with her it wasn't just thrusting my pole and filling her greedy pussy with my cum, but it was something more, sex with her was vivid and colourful, she made my body respond in ways I have never imagined. Was that the reason why I chickened out of our meeting? Or maybe it was the fact that I rode her bare-back that night and allowed my seed to spurt inside her. Maybe she was pregnant! I wasn't ready to face the prospect of fatherhood...I was barely getting by on the pittance pay I was getting at the hotel. I felt that if I walked away, my problems would eventually dissipate and life would go back to normal, I would forget about the sex-goddess whose erotic name, Scarlet sent my cock into convulsions...but fate had other plans.

Four years later......

A dark , handsome young man strode his way along a long stretch of sand on the remote cay of Turtle Bay in the Bahamas. His stride oozed confidence, some mistook for arrogance, a stride which belonged to a well-off business man...this man had built an empire in half the time others took to even open their 1st store. He had offices spread all over the world, his name synonymous with wealth and fortune, featured on the last two editions of Fortune 500 and the Wall Street Journal, this man commanded respect wherever he went. The Turtle Bay Cay was only one of his many holiday getaway hot-spots, uninhabited and nature-friendly, this Cay was undeveloped except for a modern flat complete with swimming pool, jacuzzi, 4 bed-rooms, 3 bathrooms, gym amongst other luxurious amenities. He was rumoured to be dating former Miss World contestants but it was...just a rumour, like his getaway, this power broker was secretive, his past was unknown, he just seemed to appear on the scene over night and in 4 years everyone knew his business' name... Luca Phoenix Enterprises.

Uprooted trees, exposed rocks, dead fish. This was the sight that greeted me as I strode along the shoreline of the Cay. Fruits and leaves were strewn everywhere, thankfully the Hurricane merely brushed the Bahamas otherwise I would probably be looking at a greater scale of damage, assuming I would be alive in the first place. Strips of wood also littered the Bay...wood? It was then I began to wonder why wood was on the beach, my boat was safely moored in the boat house at the other end of the Isle, so why bits of a boat-Saucy Jane-at least according to a bit that was being hauled back into he sea from the shore-was littered all over the Bay. This only meant one thing...one fool probably decided to take a sail around the Bahamas Islands and was caught in the storm, in the midst of raging wind and waves and was probably in the belly of some predator fish which patrolled these waters.

Or were they? Wasn't that a feeble cry I just heard...and seeing a figure of a human in the breakwater...I quickly broke into a run, maybe I was just imagining things, but then again suppose that person was one of those tiresome paparazzi photographers who was merely here for more 'exclusive' photos and ask more intrusive questions. My pace slackened a bit, maybe if that was the case then they could stay where they are! Another whimper reached my ears, as I got closer I realized the tide was coming in and I would have to think fast if i wanted to save this human from being swept out to sea. I reached the struggling figure-a woman-and pulled her clear of the swirling waters higher up the beach.

Pieces of seaweed and sand draped her hair, she seemed barely alive, her arms held scratches and bruises no doubt from her adventure during the storm and what was left of her clothes hung loosely about her limbs, battered, torn and wet, this woman needed immediate help as she seemed exhausted and dehydrated and it was only a matter of time before she developed some deadly tropic sickness. I quickly gathered her up in my arms and swiftly set off to my lodge. For some reason, as I watched over her as she comfortably slept in a guest room, her face seemed familiar. She certainly was a looker after she was cleaned up but I pondered where I would have met such a woman from, and who was she?

For five days I tended to the sick lady, her routine was wake-eat-sleep, I never left her side except to get her meals. I slept in a beach chair I dragged from the patio and kept a 24 hr vigil over my new guest. Ironically sex never crossed my mind during the initial days...but that would change soon enough!

On the 6th day, I was awakened by a light touch on my shoulder. Groggily I rolled onto my side and was immediately taken back by the beauty which stood before me..."God, she looked good peacefully sleeping in the bed, but now...", I was probably staring with a dazed look like a teenaged boy who got his first look at a naked female. "Rise and shine sleepy-head", "You better get up before I devour your share of breakfast as well as mine".

What was going on? am I in a trance? It seemed like a dream...a rather good one I must say, especially after breakfast when I walked into her room to fix her bed and saw her stark naked coming from the bathroom en suite. Seeing me there, she simply dried her skin, and put on one of my old surfing shorts and a vest and strode out of the room like I didn't even exist! Maybe I WAS in fact dreaming, but this was one dream I didn't want to wake from just yet!

........I don't know why I took the boat, I guess anger had took over again, the anger that I had lived with for the past four years. And now? my anger and determination would hopefully keep me alive....

I had set out from Marsh Harbour a coupla hours ago. The sun hung like a golden orb high in the sky and only a light breeze ruffled an otherwise calm ocean. The boat was small, barely a row boat with an outboard, a fishing boat "Saucy Jane".....it had crossed my mind as to where the name came from but when I asked Raoul, he said it was named after his mother! Raoul, my holiday lover, my sexy local fisherman, or was, until that fateful moment this morning when I found out "Saucy Jane" was his wife!
It brought the memories flooding back from that fateful day four years ago....and Luca! It was at that point my anger took over, my eyes blinded by scalding tears, I sought the sanctuary of Raoul's boat.

I left the harbour with no clear idea of where I was going, I just felt I had to go, to be alone with my turbulent emotions. Again my mind wandered back in time, remembering the luscious few hours that I had spent with Luca, even after all this time the picture of our hot writhing bodies still played itself out in my head, I had never since found a man who instilled such passion and wanton behaviour in me as he had!.........totally lost in my thoughts I was unaware that the wind had started to pick up, whipping the ocean into a boiling frenzy. I came out of my stupor with a start as the boat hit something solid in the water and the realisation hit me that I was in deep trouble.

"Oh fuck" I screamed as the "Saucy Jane" met her maker, becoming nothing more than the original pieces of wood that had created her. I clung wildly to any bit of flotsam I could get hold of, not knowing where I was, how far I was from land and what direction I should try and go. I had never been a strong swimmer so to find myself in this position was terrifying! I looked around trying to see a landmark, anything, but all my eyes encountered was the wild turbulence of the ocean.
I clung on to what appeared to be part of the hull as I wildly struck out with my free arm, struggling against the powerful current, gasping and spluttering as wave after wave washed over me....."Hell I'm drowning" was my last thought as I slipped into unconsciousness.

I heard a voice.....was I in Heaven or in Hell?...it drifted in and out of my concsiousness.....it was a voice I recognised, my mind tried to grasp where I knew this disembodied voice from....it can't be him......I must be dead...and that was my last thought before I again slipped into unconsciousness.
The days and nights that followed were a blur, my skin burned with fever, my hair matted wetly to my head. I remember soft hands sponging my face and body, tenderly pushing a strand of hair from my face and gently tucking it behind my ear.....disjointed thoughts and sensations...and that soft voice.

As the days passed, I became stronger, I remember being fed, but not what I ate, I remember being tended and bathed but all I knew about my saviour was that he was a man of soft words and kind gentle hands.
I finally woke up as the fever broke and stretching I got up on only slightly shaky legs and made my way to what appeared to be the kitchen, quickly putting on coffee and putting bread in the toaster. I wanted to say thank you.

He lay on the other bed, his back to me and I don't know what made me do it, but I felt impelled to reach out and touch his velvet skin and as I did, my fingers jolted as though a surge of electricity had been directed through their tips. There was only one man that I had ever felt that from before...Luca!....I mumbled something about breakfast, I don't know what, the words seemed to come from a long way away, I felt dizzy, faint......I had to get to the bathroom....
I looked at myself in the mirror, taking in my pained dull eyes ringed by dark circles, highlighting my pale skin, before splashing cold water into my face again and again.
Luca, Luca, Luca! the name reverberated around my head, had he recognised me? I couldn't be sure..........

What seemed like hours later, I left the bathroom, only just realising that I was naked, I guessed that during my days and nights of fever that Luca had removed my clothes. I quickly returned to my bedroom, picking up an old pair of shorts and a vest that I saw on top of the laundry basket.
Even though my back was to the door, I sensed his eyes burning into me.....think Scarlet think.....my mind whirled........ok Scarlet play it cool, he doesn't seem to have recognised you........and with that thought and mustering all of my acting skills, I turned around and walked out of the room.

........Breakfast was a rather drab affair, I tried to start up a conversation with my unexpected guest but she seemed to insist on saying no more than two words. "Pretty good morning, gonna catch a dip in the Bay...are you coming?" "No". The conversation went down that road until I gave up and allowed her to eat in silence. I thought if someone had saved me from potential death I would be at least a bit grateful and would eagerly want to express my gratitude. I guess whatever suited her though.
I went about my daily chores and by 11 o'clock I was ready to head off to the bay. I yelled I was leaving and where she could find me if she wanted me but I heard nothing in response so I assumed she was sleeping and didn't want to bother her anymore than I had to, so closing the door and making my way to the sun-kissed Bay I left my strange guest behind somewhere oblivious to my absence.

On reaching the Bay I realized that even though it was two days since the storm subsided the sea was still swirling and churning in the most ominous manner. Guess I would have to put off a swim until later in the day or tomorrow. Disappointed, I ventured further up the beach into the shade of the coconut trees, pulled a book from my pocket and settled down. Nothing like lazing peacefully in the tropics with just nature around you...and err...a stranger with no manners and a seemingly limited vocabulary. Speaking of the devil...here she came traipsing over the sand in my general direction. When it seemed that she would come over to my sheltered spot she diverted and headed down the beach towards the breakwater. "Not safe for swimming!", I yelled, for which I got a flip of her bird in my direction."You can stuff that up your ass you ungrateful bitch," I muttered. Not paying her any attention, I continued to read my book, If that fool was willing to drown then let her...I couldn't care less, or could I? I mean, I could have left her on the beach but I rescued her. Why? I didn't need a female companion, my secretary, Darcie was more than a willing partner especially on lonely business trips and on weekends at my residence in Milan, a bit of a plain Jane, Darcie more than made up for it in bed. She often reminded me of a fling I had four or five years ago with a hotel guest , Scarlet, who just knew where to touch and what to do to get me to release myself and act on my wants and needs without any inhibitions. In fact I could still savour the feel of my penis entering her for the first time as she clutched my forearms groaned my name and lifted her hips to meet mine...Hell, what was I doing, going on fantasizing about a woman who probably is living a life without any thought for me. Many times when I'm with Darcie and between her ever-open legs I dream it is Scarlet who I am making love to, kissing and stroking, sucking and nibbling.God, Snap out of it Luca! She's gone, you messed up! No use crying over spilt milk.It was quite obvious that I needed to stop this train of thought as suddenly I became aware that my pants crotch was twitching and a big bulge had appeared. With that stranger around I wouldn't like to speculate the scenario if she found me in this state! In any case where was she? I glanced up, just in time to see her sunning in the shallow water when a particularly large wave rushed in and before I had a chance to warn her it broke and rolled right over her, completely covering her in swash. It also seemed that she was getting into a bit of difficulty as well. Fully intending to sit where I was and watch her struggle, I soon saw that if I didn't react quickly that she might be dragged in by another wave.

Tossing down my book and sending sand flying in all directions, I darted towards her. reaching her a split second before another giant wave. I covered her with my body and allowed the wave to break and recede, struggling against the swash, before dragging her by her arm up the beach. Once under the shade again, my chivalrous feelings gave way to anger as I saw how close this woman came to getting us both dragged in the sea with her foolhardiness. Without thinking I grasped her shoulders and shook her, forgetting for a moment that she was just a silhouette just days ago. "What the fuck do you think you are doing", I ranted "we could have both been killed", "I'm getting a bit tired of saving your ass and you aren't even showing gratitude...it's almost as if I did something terrible to you and you are trying to get back at me".

.......Oh my God, what the fuck was I doing! He was right, he had saved my life and here was I, sulking like a little kid that couldn't get it's own way. What had I become?
"I'm sorry" I stammered, my teeth chattering, not from cold but from shock. Seeing my distress, Luca's features softened and in two strides he had engulfed me in his big powerful arms....it felt like coming home.

As he stroked my back softly, I felt so comforted, at peace almost. Laying my head on his shoulder, I totally relaxed in his warm embrace....until...
"what's your name baby? I saved your life twice and we havn't even been introduced!"
I jumped like I'd been shot.......think Scarlet....think........
"It's Scsssssuzanna" I stammered again, hoping he hadn't heard the silent 'c' as I almost said my own name. It would be safer this way, although safer for whom, I wasn't quite sure!
"I'm Luca, pleased to make your acquaintance Suzy! Now tell me how in the hell did you come to be shipwrecked on this beach?"

As he pulled me down onto the sand beneath the shady coconut palm, I reluctantly recounted my sorry tale, and the reasons behind my stupid actions. Luca threw back his head and laughed.........he was laughing at me!
"Suzy Q, you sure as hell remind me of someone I used to know!"....I watched his expression change as a whole range of emotions chased across his face, I saw anger, bitterness, sadness then tenderness before his features finally settled into a wry smile.
"You remind me of her in a lot of ways.....you got that wild streak about you!"
I smiled a secret smile, wondering if it was me of which Luca had just spoke so fondly.

As the afternoon slowly changed to early evening, the realisation hit me that we had talked for hours! About nothing, everything, catching up on the last four years and beyond. Luca told me how he went from literally nothing to the overnight success he was today and I realised as we talked what an articulate and intelligent man he was, learning that the plumbing job he had at the hotel when we knew each other, was just a stop-gap while he studied hard. I learnt a lot that afternoon and evening as the sun slowly sank beyond the horizon and fingers of darkness started to appear.

My stomach growled loudly, reminding me that neither of us had ate since breakfast that morning! Luca laughed and pulled me to my feet.
"C'mon Suzy Q, let's go eat!"..............

.........After entering the lodge, we parted ways as Suzy said she was feeling a bit sandy and wanted to freshen up. What wouldn't I give to watch her 'freshen up', Hell, I might even be able to give her some assistance! But she was probably not even thinking in that manner so I quickly pushed that thought aside and focused on what we were going to eat. Maybe a flying fish casserole was in order tonight, just the thing Suzy would need to get her strength back up.

Potatoes, carrots, Cheese, onions, pepper all came out from their respective holding drawers and found their way to counter. Reaching for a knife I set to work cutting and chopping each item to its desired state. Somewhere in between my butchering of the onions, a voice behind me hailed me and said, "Those poor onions...I hope you aren't thinking of serving Onion Fries for dinner!" then came a laugh which chilled me to my bone...that rich, sultry chuckle I knew to well, memories came flooding back...Scarlet teasing me unmercifully while I fixed her bath and laughing at my discomfort...God there I go again! Was this "A Christmas Carol" where strangers appeared and brought back memories you rather forget?

As I turned, the effect her laugh made on me was soon forgotten as a more intense emotion took over, what it was I really cannot explain but I felt it only once before and that was four years ago, the sight before me was truly mesmerizing. Suzy had changed into a plain white T, one of my own, It's hem fell just a few inches below her belly, exposing quite a bit of her glorious ivory thighs down to her well sculpted legs, for a moment I stood there gazing with my mouth open, like a fish out of water, My God, wasn't this scene familiar? What also caught my eye as I stared at Suzy was a butterfly riding high on her right thigh, just like Scarlet...a quick video scene unfolded in my head about the times, I kissed that tattoo on my way up Scarlet's legs to her slick, wet pussy, leaving a trail of my saliva all over it.

"Focus, Luca, Focus", The last thing you want is to believe that this is Scarlet reincarnated. The last thing you want is the lady to think you're a lunatic, if she doesn't think that already. Her voice broke me out of my reverie (funny how her voice caused me to slip in and out of my daydreams) "Here, let me help with the onions, trust a man to botch up the simplest of tasks". Quite thankfully I handed over the knife and started the potatoes, apparently I didn't have much better luck as I soon heard her slyly tell me to try to keep the potatoes bigger than a toffee. Apparantly even that was a chore and after finishing the onions she came over and took the peeler out my hands. As I turned to walk away she grabbed my arm and shook her head, "You're not going to purposely mess up our dinner so you can get me to do everything...stand behind me and I'll guide your hands."

Standing in close proximity to this woman, seeing the profound effect she had on me, was the last thing I wanted to do. She didn't even touch me and I was like a mouse at a cat-party. But what would she think if I refused, unfortunatly I didn't have to make up my mind as she slipped between me and the counter and rested her delicate, smaller palms on my hands.

My hands started to tingle, my head started to spin, hell, even my knees started to buckle a bit, the scent of her hair, an exotic mix of coconut and olive oil extract made its way up my nose, adding to the dillema I was now facing. She grabbed my wrist and pulled me forward, pressing my front directly into her back...was this woman going to help me cut these potatoes or did she want me to press against her body? maybe I was in fact going mad, but surely this isn't the same Suzy who couldn't string two words together just this morning here now pulling me into her, sandwiching her body between mine and the counter, and now gyrating her hips against my crotch, while rubbing her hands up and down my forearms. Being so close to her I could smell the coconut she used in her blonde-streaked hair, as well as the mango soap she used for her body (would love to taste and see if she tasted as sweet as the fruit), I pressed myself more firmly into her back and whispered "Remember the potatoes Suzy, let's not get carried away now..."

I could feel Luca's warmth against my back, his breath gently fanning the delicate hairs at my nape. He was so close and it felt wonderful!..... Fuck, I could feel all of my long buried feelings returning, I had to stop this right now!
"Hey, this won't get the stew cooked! tell you what we'll do baby, I'll finish up cuttin' the potatoes while you start preparin' the fish!"
As Luca pulled away, I shivered, I wasn't sure if it was because his heat was no longer against my skin or whether it was something else.......
I looked down at the potatoes and the peeler glad that I had something to keep me occupied, anything to take my mind off Luca and the way he made me feel!

I glanced over at Luca as he stood at the sink, the muscles in his strong forearms rippling as he vigourously removed the fish scales and then set to work cleaning and preparing them for cooking. I continued to watch surrepticiously as he added the fish to the pot along with an assortment of herbs and seasonings and then came back over to the counter to collect the vegetables I had prepared, scooping them into his hands and dropping them into the pot along with all the other ingredients.

His face sparkled in the overhead light of the kitchen.....what?....yeah I was right the first time...sparkled....WTF! As I drew closer I burst out laughing as I realised exactly what the 'sparkling' was!.....He was covered in fish scales!
"Whats so funny, girl?"
Still laughing I walked towards him, reaching my fingers out to remove the scales from his face. His skin felt smooth and warm beneath my fingertips.
"What are you doing?"
I realised then that my wandering fingers had started to take on a life of their own, gently carressing his cheek before circling his sensuous lips....I drew back in shock as I heard his words.
"Scales, you were covered in scales"
Luca threw back his head and laughed out loud "guess I look more like a fish than the fish did!
As we laughed together and broke the tense moment, I realised what a close call I had, how on earth was I gonna keep my hands off of him! Luca had already told me that it would be another two days before the supply boat arrived....(we were pretty isolated here).

Feeling totally relaxed and replenished after the wonderful stew we had prepared, we talked and talked about everything and nothing, occasionally lapsing into a companionable silence.
After a while Luca pushed his chair back, reached for a large knife hanging on the kitchen wall and with a "be right back" went out the kitchen door and into the velvet night.....returning minutes later carrying two freshly cut mangoes!
The flesh was juicy and ripe, the sweet juices dripping down my chin in rivulets as I enjoyed this decadent feast!
Without warning he reached over the table, his thumb brushing away the sticky juices from my lips and chin. My heart missed a beat as his thumb moved caressingly over my skin. I closed my eyes, wanting to enjoy this moment.

"C'mon sleepyhead, time for bed, I have a little surprise planned for you later!"
As I drifted off into a deep sleep, my last waking thought was of him, the last words on my lips, a softly whispered "Luca"

I woke up with a start as I felt a hand gently shaking my shoulder, Luca stood over me in nothing more than a pair of bathing shorts.
"what?"
"c'mon Suzy, I have something to show you"
I hastily grabbed the shorts and vest I had worn earlier and quickly followed him.... and as he took my hand and led me out of the door, I was almost blinded by the brilliant moonlight that shone like a beacon along the whole stretch of the deserted beach, the only dark places being the shadows under the palm trees.
"It's beautifiul!" I gasped

My words were lost as Luca had already moved out of earshot and was running towards the ocean, hastily pulling off his shorts as he went, his naked torso now clear in the bright moonlight.
"Oh hell, if you can't beat 'em, join 'em I thought, stripping off my own clothes and running down the beach to catch up!......

"Catch me if you can, Suzy," I yelled behind me as I crashed into the breaking waves, hot on my heels was Suzy, our splashes reverbrated around the Cay as we hit the water and started to swim out into the cool depths. I shivered in delight as my warm naked body was enveloped in the cool caribbean waters, my strong strokes cutting through the water propelling me forward into the inky mass of darkness. What I hadn't counted on was Suzy being so good at swimming! with a few short strokes not only had she pulled level with me but overtook me and was there facing me, bobbing up and down with the movement of the sea with a mischievous glint in her eyes. I stopped my thrashing and stared in amazement."You're going to have to do a hell of a lot better if you even want to challenge me in a cat-and-mouse swimming challenge", a playful smirk now played itself out on her lips...In a few strokes she had closed the distance and was bobbing right in front of me, "It also helps if you down't swim with unecessary weights hun". "what do you mean?" I countered, "This" and with that I felt something brush my things and take a firm grip on my flaccid penis, For an instant I was startled thinking some sea creature had mistaken my tool for an extra large piece of bait, but the steely grip of a human's hand could never been mistaken.

The sensation of my member being prisoner in Suzy's hand sent shivers down my back, and warm waves of pleasure throughout my sacks of love hanging at the end of my now erect pole. In fact she was now stroking it up and down with her hand as she moved closer towards me. I tried to bite back a groan but to no avail, "Shhhh...we don't want to wake the baby fishes, can you imagine what they would do to such a nice piece of meat?", letting go of my cock, she pressed her body against mine and slowly wrapped her legs around my waist, her arms now draped around my neck and my body supporting her weight."You're going to have to be very quiet, because I would much rather have your FAT cock in my tight wet pussy than have some fish nibble it down to a stump!".

She said this with her face just inches from mine, her lips brushing slightly against my ear down to my lips. I was aroused beyond control, and by now my cock was sandwiched against her belly and mine, the current causing us to bump and grind against each other, stimulating and causing it to expand even more, untill it felt like it was about to burst. I had to get inside of Suzy, having her this close to me awoke memories of Scarlet from years ago, the erotic way in which she wrapped her legs around my waist, the feel of her breasts which were being crushed against my muscular chest, the way she rested her arms against the nape of my neck and ran her lips over my face...God, I felt like I was about to explode! I ran my hands down Suzy's sides and watched her arch her back in pleasure and gasp as my hands explored with wanton abandonment. They moved onto her hips and rounded her ample ass, resting on her butt cheeks, I extended my fingers fully and cupped each cheek in my palm and spread them apart, letting the cool sea current run against her tiny, puckered spchinter, and her puffy pussy lips, which was beginning to warm the water between us, whether it was the lust we felt for each other or the molten liquid that was starting to flow between Suzy's legs one thing was for sure, we were going to exit the water emotionally different to when we entered...if we exited at all...

I felt like I was on fire, only Luca had this power to completely make me lose all reason, this was insanity and I knew it, knew that sooner or later he was gonna realise who I was. But I couldn't stop, it was too late anyway, I was posessed!
I gasped in delight as his hands roamed over my body, the hands I remembered so well, smoothing over every inch of my satin skin making each nerve ending tingle until I felt that I would explode!

I clung on to him as though my life depended on it needing to feel his cock inside me, to make me complete. I shifted my position slightly making a grab for it as it bobbed under the water. Luca quickly realised what I was trying to do and held his body down in the water, fighting against the flotation, until I felt his cock nudge my pussy lips before thrusting it inside me, feeling the sensation of the water sloshing inside my cunt as it was displaced felt unbelievably erotic.

We swayed together in the water, finally joined together.
"You like that Suzy, like the feel of my cock?"
"God yes, I gasped, its just as I remembered it" I wish I could have bitten my tongue out as the words left my mouth, I just hope that he hadn't heard me. Fuck, how stupid am I? I looked into his eyes, searching for any sign of recognition, but seeing none......I started to relax again.

"Give it to me baby, I want to feel every inch of you, you feel so good, you are gonna make me explode"
This seemed to ignite a flame in Luca, his thrusts getting deeper, harder, longer, faster until my only conscoius thought was of the hot sensations inside my cunt, sending sparks or electricity throughout my body.
"Aaaaaaaggghhhhh" I screamed, as the first waves of the orgasm tore at the insides of my body feeling Luca's body stiffen at the same time, then felt wave after wave of his hot cum shoot into me.

Both totally overcome we sank under the water, coming up spluttering and gasping for air! Luca then tenderly held me, a far off look in his eyes like he was in another time, another place.
"C'mon then Suzy, lets get back, don't want you bein' ill again" and with that he picked me up as though I was a sack of feathers and carried me back to the house, gently laying me on his bed when we got inside. We fell asleep in each others arms, content and satiated........

Suzy awoke with the first light slipping past the curtains into my bedroom. She felt a moment of disorientation at the warm weight along her left side and over her waist. Then she remembered what happened the night before.

"You awake honey", I asked very softly. My breath stirring her hair, "Yes," she responded. "How do you feel?" "Like myself .Mostly." My arm tightened around her waist pulling her closer. The feeling of her round rear-end fitting against my crotch caused a low groan to escape my lips."I'm so sorry about last night, I'm not usually so forthright with females but if you must know, there is something about you which makes me lose my sense of control...Holding you in that water feeling our heartbeats pound in tandem made me realize you are no ordinary woman, Suzy." "Is that so", Suzy said, she looked over her shoulder and deliberately moved her hips against my erection, "God, yes" I groaned, my hand slipping from her waist down between her legs, her legs immediately trapping my hand like a vise.

"I'm sorry Luca, but the last thing I want to be is your sex kitten...All you men do is say nice things until you get what you want, a tight wet cunt to fuck, and then after that you're gone on to the next thing that passes you with two breasts, lovely legs and a pussy between them", I recoiled at the venom in her voice...She quickly pushed her back against my chest causing me to fall on my back and in no time she was straddling my stomach, her naked hips trapping me to the bed as she loomed over me." I would never do that Suzy", but I was quickly hushed by her perpendicular index finger against my lips urging me to not say another word. Satisfied I wasn't going to say another word she ran her eyes...and her hands from my shoulder, across my chest down to my flat stomatch where her hips rested.

Feeling this was a game, I was only too happy to feel Suzy's clit rub against my belly as my beathing caused her to bob up and down and slide forward and backward, all due to the wetness from between her thighs which had now caused a slick deposit between us. I closed my eyes with a moan, reaching up with my hands sliding them from her hips up to her breasts, grasping and kneading them as I bucked my hips, trying to slide Suzy onto my now upright cock which was noisily slapping against her back with a soft "Thowck", also leaving a spot of wetness at its contact points on her body.

Taking a firm hold of my penis with one hand from behind her and pushing my eager hands from her breasts with the other , she lifted her hips and pushed it between her legs pressing it firmly downwards, causing it to lay flat against my stomach, and then she sat down again, pressing her warm, moist flesh to my groin. I sighed with ecstasy. As I reached my hands towards her hips to grind her against my horizontal shaft, she swatted them away and said "Oh no, this won't do" as she reached for a drapery cord and wrapped it around my wrist and the bedpost.

My eyes fluttered and I smiled up at her, "Now you have me captive, what are you doing to do with me". Suzy slid down, pressing her arms against mine, she lowered her lips to my chest and let her mouth trail from one nipple to the other, then rose again to press her sopping wet pussy against my swollen cock. "I don't have you captive yet", she responded.

"Oh Suzy, I'm captive, I'm your sex captive...torture me!" I groaned imapatiently, "That," she whisphered, "is precisely what I intend to do". Suzy lifted herself off the bed and walked toward the second window, where she untied the cord from the drape, then dragging it around her neck like a boa scarf, strutted back to me.

I had, by now, lifted myself up, so that my back was against the headboard and I watch her with due anticipation, practically licking my lips as she sensually walked like a model on the catwalk towards me, twirling the ends of the cord with her fingers and licking and biting her lips.

Suzy climbed on top me again and resumed the rubbing of her clit against my shaft, and taking my other hand in hers, she lifted it to the second bedpost. "Shall I tell you what I intend to do with you?" she whisphered, while gazing intently into my eyes. "I will tie you up. Then taste every inch of you...", I bucked helplessly beneath her. "...and nibble away at you like a cake"..."Orrrrrr, I could walk away and leave you aroused and in need of a good fucking like you did to me four years ago!"

I immediately snapped out of my reverie...SCARLET!..This certainly wasn't going the way I had planned in my head, the chill in Suzy's (or rather Scarlet's) voice told me what my eyes had already informed me of, this hot vixen wasn't playing a game, she had bided her time, waiting for this moment to strike and had done so to deadly effect. How could I be so naive to think that this 'Suzy' was none other than Scarlet, the American tourist who I so vigorously plundered on a warm summer night in Barbados, romping around in her bedsheets and soiling every surface and her skin with my generous spurts of cum and then leaving her high and dry as I was too immature to think about the concequences of my actions, and now here she stands, no longer straddling my body but towering over me, that sweet pussy now inches from my face, teasing me with the sight and smell of her fine musky juices. I should have figured it all out last night, the way she made me want her body, the way my cock perfectly fit her tight cunt, the expletive filled words of lewd encouragement she whisphered as I thrust into her again and again...Now she had me strung up like a goose ready to be cooked, the great Luca Pheonix, shrewd businessman and master financial mogul now at the mercy of a shipwrecked female accountant, who with terrorist like precision carried out the plan she had been formulating ever since I left her. Sometimes I wondered if my brain was located in my head or rather somewhere in my sperm-filled balls! I was well and truly screwed and I knew it...

I hadn't really thought any further than this moment , my idea was just to leave the bastard there as I knew the supply boat would be here tomorrow......but seeing him there, the pained expression on his face? I needed to think.
I got up and quietly left the room, pulled on one of Luca's old T-shirts and let myself out the back door, ignoring his pleas to be released.
As I sat on the beach in the early morning light, the tears streamed down my face. I recounted every minute of our time together, every detail whirled around in my head, the way he looked at me, the way he touched me, his kindness. I could have really loved this man....everything was so fucked up. What was I gonna do?
Finally after much soul-searching and inner turmoil I made my decision.

I walked slowly back to the house, my heart heavy. Luca was in the same position I had left him.
"You came back?"
"Yes" I said barely above a whisper.
"It doesn't have to be this way Scarlet"
"Yeah it does" I crossed over to the bead, untying the bonds that I had tied earlier, keepin my head down so that Luca couldn't see the hot tears that sprang to my eyes.

I silently left the room, found the rags that I was wearing when Luca found me washed up on the beach and leaving his T-shirt neatly folded on the bed, I left this house for the final time......The boat was waiting for me as promised, I had managed yesterday to make a telephone call to arrange my collection from this Island.
My eyes filled with hot burning tears once again as the boat cast off and headed back to Marsh Harbour.