Chapter 9
The headline read,
CONGRESSMAN CHAMBERS ACCUSED OF SEX PAYOFF
with a subheadline: Party Girl Names Chambers as Boss in Bed.
The story was accompanied with a picture of Michael Chambers, one of Raina showing off her cleavage and a shot of Raina being thrown out of the reception.
The Washington Herald had scooped every other paper in America and the members of the press were anxious to get more details. Maryann Crane, Jeff Wallace and Beau Wilde arrived at their office at nine-thirty. Their phones had been ringing since the paper hit the streets. Beau Wilde entered his office and even though his phone was ringing like an angry alarm clock, he took the time to pour himself a cup of coffee before answering it.
"This is Congressman Chambers," said the irate voice. "Is this you, Wilde?"
"Wilde here."
"What in the hell do you mean publishing such a story! I'll sue your paper for everything it's worth!"
"Congressman," Wilde replied wearily, "We have checked and rechecked Miss Blaine's story."
"I haven't seen Miss Blaine since she was fired from my office for being an incompetent secretary. This is a ream job."
"And you claim you haven't seen her since?"
“No."
"Isn't it true that you have Miss Blaine on your staff at fifteen thousand dollars a year solely for the purpose of serving as your mistress?"
"Jesus Christ!" Chambers exploded. "I'm a happily married man. Are you implying that I'm using staff funds to pay this tramp for having sex with me?"
"No, we're not implying it, Congressman. We're saying it outright."
Chambers slammed down the receiver and turned to his wife, who had been standing at his side.
"Penny, I'm in a hell of a mess."
“Why did you deny it so vehemently, Michael?" she said coolly. "You're only going to have to retract it later."
"What else could I do but deny it? Just because that cunt shoots off her mouth doesn't mean they can prove anything."
"Michael, I can't stand it when you use language like that. I don't know what Daddy's going to say about this. I told you to get rid of that girl a long time ago. When she showed up at the reception, it was too much."
The young woman paced across the floor. "I suppose this means we're going to have to cancel our honeymoon plans."
"I can't leave town now," said the Congressman. "That would be a sure admission of guilt."
"I don't know why you don't just admit it now, rather than retract your statements later."
The Congressman turned on his new wife. "I expected you to be more sympathetic."
"Why? I know and you know that you were sleeping with her at the same time you were seeing me. I'm surprised you didn't ask her to marry you!"
Maybe I should have, the Congressman thought to himself.
Beau Wilde called his ace reporters inside.
"Guess who I just had on the phone?"
"I can tell by your tone that it wasn't Jerry Ford," said Jeff.
"He was as mad as a- hatter. He denies everything, of course. We'll run that story tomorrow."
"Well, let him deny it all he wants," said Jeff. "We've got the facts, the figures, and the tapes."
"How about some coffee, kids?" Wilde asked. "Let the secretaries answer the phones for a while."
"You know," said Jeff, "I started off feeling rather sorry for the old man, but I don't now. I know this sort of thing has been going on for years, but it's time it stopped. Jesus, you would have thought that Watergate should have made the Congressmen and Senators wash their dirty linen. Who do they think they are, anyway?"
"I've always said it takes a certain kind of ego to go into politics anyway," said Maryann. "And a certain amount of greed. If I had my way, every politician would be thrown out. They're either crooked or ineffectual—or both. They should be replaced with newer, younger people."
"I wonder if they would turn out to be any better," pondered Wilde.
Abel Myers was in his glory. He had Avalon Books over a barrel since they agreed to an open contract. The break of the sex scandal had enabled him to push his price sky high. At first, he demanded a hundred thousand dollars for the paperback rights but Erwood got him down to seventy-five thousand dollars and relinquished the foreign rights. When the Washington Herald stories broke, they were picked up by every paper in the country and in the world. Raina Blaine became a household word. The scandal rocked Capitol Hill ... The existing hanky-panky was dropped or had to go underground. A lot of the mistresses of Congressmen and Senators were given plane tickets and told to take vacations to anywhere in the world ... anyplace—but don't stay in Washington. Eyen places of business such as restaurants felt the crunch. The men of Capitol Hill were even afraid to take their secretaries to lunch, afraid that it might be misconstrued. Secretaries and aides were outraged by the sniggering remarks made by the male members of the staffs and they started wearing buttons reading, "Yes, I type!"
The proprietress of Washington's leading brothel complained bitterly about the drop in business. In one television show, a well-known black madam, who wore a mask and gave her name as Miss Harmony, was interviewed on a prominent Washington television station by TV host, Ted Stern. Stern asked the following questions:
"How has business been, Miss Harmony, no that the Blaine-Chambers scandal has hit the newspapers."
Miss Harmony just shrugged her shoulders. "Goodness, Mr. Stem, my gals are lucky if they turn a trick a night."
"How many girls are in your employ?"
“Twenty-two, including the new ones."
"Would you say up until now you've done a lucrative business?"
"I got me a big black Cadillac and a fancy plot of ground for my buryin'."
Stern smiled and continued. "Were many of your customers members of the House or Senate?"
"Oh, yes sir. They's some of our biggest customers."
"And you haven't seen them around, recently?"
"Uh, uh. Ain't no way they gonna drop into Miss Harmony's. Why, if this thing don't blow over soon, I gonna have to trade my Caddy in for a Volkswagen."
The demand for Raina was astounding. Offers poured in from talk shows, magazines and guest spots. Satyr, the magazine for men, offered Raina an undisclosed amount to appear nude in their magazine. Raina, under Erica's guidance, said yes to almost everything.
Erica, always an opportunist, jumped on Raina's bandwagon and without a contract became her personal manager, making her appointments and juggling her time so that she could still work on the book. Both Myers and Avalon were screaming for the finished product. The pace was beginning to wear on Raina. She began taking pills to help her sleep and pills to help her get through the day. By the time the book was finished, Raina was in a state of exhaustion and decided to take a vacation. Erica booked reservations under an assumed name for Raina. Raina donned a black wig and left for St. Thomas.
While Raina was at Kennedy Airport, she saw the headlines in the papers:
CHAMBERS ADMITS CHARGES
"It's about time," she said to herself.
Raina arrived at Charlotte Amalie at one in the afternoon and rented a Volkswagen. She drove over the beautiful countryside to the Pirate's Cove Resort which was located next to the sea. She was shown to a private bungalow which looked out at the dazzling white beach. A personal maid was assigned to her bungalow, a young native girl named Calinda. While Calinda unpacked, Raina went into the bathroom to remove the black wig and to get into a bathing suit. When she returned, Calinda screamed and dropped the dresses she was about to hang up.
"What's wrong?" asked Raina.
"Yo' went into de bathroom with dark hair."
Raina laughed. "It's just a wig," she explained.
The superstitious native girl crossed herself and hurriedly finished the unpacking. Raina gathered up her beach things and went outside. Since it was off season, there weren't many other people booked at the resort. Raina was glad to be by herself. She spread out the beach towel, sat down and began coating her body with Bain de Soleil.
For the first few days, Raina kept to herself, taking her meals in her room and sleeping a good deal of the time. She was starting to acquire a nice tan and, little by little, she could feel her strength returning. She got a phone call from Erica in New York who informed her of the book's progress.
"I've been working on it night and day, changing, editing, etc. It should be ready for printing by the end of the week. The photographs we took for the cover came out pretty good although we had to do a little retouching around the eyes because you look so tired. Are you getting your rest?"
"Plenty. I've been sleeping practically every minute since I've been here."
"Satyr magazine is so hot to do the layout on you that they even offered to send their photographer to St. Thomas if you feel up to it."
"Let him come down toward the end of the week, I should look human by then."
"Have you been drinking, Raina?"
“No. And I haven't felt any need to take any pills for sleeping or getting up. I think if I'd had to stay in Washington another minute, I would have flipped out."
"Have you met anybody?"
“No, I've kept to myself. I've even been eating in my bungalow. Perhaps tonight I'll take a drive into Charlotte Amalie and look around the night spots. Things are pretty quiet here anyway because there aren't many tourists."
“When are you coming back?"
“I don't know yet. I'll call you when I've decided."
"Have you been getting the papers?"
“No, I'm tired of reading about myself and Chambers."
"Take care of yourself, Raina. I'll talk to you later."
After hanging up, Raina suddenly felt very lonely. She had the desire to be with people. After showering, she dressed in a pink Qiana dress and put on a large pair of sunglasses, hoping she wouldn't be recognized. It was twilight when she drove into Charlotte Amalie and parked the car on one of the narrow side streets. She decided to try a restaurant called Blackbeard's which Erica had recommended to her.
Raina was shown to an outdoor table and ordered a martini. While Raina was sipping her drink, she noticed three men who were seated nearby staring at her. All three were in their early thirties and were good looking. Raina smiled at them, thinking that it had been a long time since she had been with a man.
Jack Randolph, one of the men, raised his glass and toasted Raina. His two dining companions were business associates, Charlie Quinn and Ben Kane.
"Isn't that the Washington call girl?" Charlie asked.
"It looks like her," said Jack.
"She's better looking in person," remarked Benjamin. "Why don't we ask her if she would like to have dinner with us?"
"All right, I will," said Jack.
He got up from his table and walked over to Raina.
"I'm Jack Randolph and my partners and I were wondering if you would care to have dinner with us."
"I'd love to," said Raina. "I hate eating alone."
She picked up her martini and accompanied him back to the table where she was introduced to the other two men.
"I'm Raina Blaine."
"We thought so," said Charlie. "But you're prettier than your photographs."
“Thank you."
Jack ordered another round of drinks and Raina asked the three men what line of business they were in.
Ben explained that they were from Pittsburgh and were involved in a land development project. Twenty years earlier they bought land on St. Thomas and they were just getting around to building a resort. The men didn't ask Raina any questions about Chambers. For that she was grateful. After dinner Charlie suggested that they go to a nightclub called The Black Patch and Raina said yes. They danced and drank for several hours. Raina took turns dancing with each of the three men.
"Would you like to go to our place for a nightcap?" suggested Jack.
"I'd love to," said Raina. "Where are you staying?"
"We rented a private house with a swimming pool which is on the mountainside—with a great view of the ocean."
Charlie Quinn got into Raina's car and they followed the other two up the mountainside to the house. Charlie made a round of drinks for everybody and they went to sit on the patio beside the pool. Ben suggested that they take a swim.
"Good! I'd love that," said Raina, "but I didn't bring a bathing suit."
"Look, I'll make a deal with you," said Jack. "We won't wear any if you don't."
"Agreed!" Raina exclaimed.
She stood up, pulled her dress over her head and removed her bikini underwear. The three men stared at her shapely body and hurriedly began taking off their clothes, Raina ran to the edge of the pool and dove in. The three nude men followed her. They gathered around Raina in the water. She felt each of their cocks in turn and they began playing with her breasts and buttocks. Ben slipped his finger inside her cunt and began toying with her clitoris.
"Let's do it on land," suggested Raina.
They climbed out of the pool and laid down on the soft carpet of grass. The men stroked her smooth skin, rubbed her soft breasts and fingered her pussy. Raina wrapped her fingers around Jack's half-hard cock and pulled him close to her. She parted her lips and took his cock in her mouth. Charlie and Ben watched as she sucked their partner's thick shaft of flesh. They began to get erections. They knelt beside her. Raina took their cocks in her hands and began jerking on them as she sucked Jack's thick prick. Then she let his cock slide out of her mouth and replaced it with Charlie's. She sucked it until it became rock hard and then signaled Ben that it was his turn. He pushed his cock down her throat and began bucking his hips back and forth, fucking her in the month.
"Oh, man, this feels terrific!" Ben moaned. "You really know how to suck cock."
Raina recalled the time she had slept with Chambers and two of his associates and she wanted it the same way. She told Ben to lie down and she got on her knees, positioning herself over his thick cock. The lips of her cunt parted and his cock slid inside. Charlie got on his knees directly behind Ben's head and Raina was able to suck his cock. Jack was eyeing her smooth round buttocks. He got on his knees behind Raina and spit in his hand. He rubbed the saliva on his cock and pressed it against her anus. Raina pushed backward against his prick and he was able to work it into her ass. She began to rotate her hips, savoring the feeling of being fucked from the front and the back at the same time. She worked her elastic lips over Charlie's cock, moving her head back and forth, His balls shook as he pushed his hips forward, jamming his cock down her throat as far as it would go. The other two men were plunging their cocks in and out of her cunt and ass. Ben began pinching the nipples of her breasts as he felt the pressure of his impending climax building up. Jack was behind her, pushing himself forward with great thrusts, making groaning sounds as his cock invaded her ass. Raina pushed her buttocks against him, meeting his cock, and at the same time moving her head faster and faster on Charlie's cock. Charlie began coming and shot his thick pent-up load down her throat. Jack and Ben began working faster. Ben was the first to come and his sperm shot into the depths of her climaxing cunt as Jack worked to catch up. He dug his fingers into her waist and plummeted his prick in and out of her ass. Suddenly he cried out and his cock exploded.
Afterward they dove into the pool once again to rinse themselves.
When they got out of the pool, Charlie freshened their drinks.
"Just having sex with you makes me feel I'm famous, too," said Jack.
Raina laughed. "With a cock like that you could be famous on your own."
Raina lay back. She felt relaxed for the first time in weeks. Jack sat down beside her, slipped his hand between her legs and began stroking her cunt lips. He slipped his finger inside and massaged her clitoris which was erect once again. Then he got between her legs. He opened his mouth wide and clamped it down on her pussy and began licking it furiously. Raina spread her legs to accommodate him and groaned with delight. Charlie and Ben got on their knees on either side of her face and began rubbing their semi-erect cocks over her beautiful face. Jack began chewing roughly on her clitoris and Raina began taking turns sucking the two men's cocks. She began rotating her hips spasmodically and the juices of her orgasm began to flow. Jack lapped greedily at her cunt while the other two men worked themselves into a mutual climax, both shooting their loads down her throat at the same time. Jack became excited watching Raina swallow their sperm. He climbed on top of her, jammed his cock into her cunt and began pumping wildly. In a few minutes, he worked himself into a climax and shot inside her. Raina didn't go back to her bungalow that night, but stayed at the house with the three men, enjoying them sexually several more times.
The next morning they had breakfast together on the veranda overlooking the sea.
Jack said, "We'd like to see you again, Raina, but this afternoon we have to fly to Miami on business. How long are you going to stay in St. Thomas?"
"I don't know yet. Try calling me at the Pirate's Cove when you get back."
"We will."
When she drove back she found that she had a message waiting from Erica in New York. After a few delays, she was finally put through.
"Raina, I'm glad you were able to reach me. I thought I'd better warn you that Satyr's photographer, Mike Giglio, is going to be flying down there on Friday. Is that all right?"
"Yes, I'll be expecting him."
"He's making reservations to stay at the same place as you. He said he could probably get all the shots he wants in two days. Did you go out on the town last night?"
"Yes. I met some charming people and we had dinner together."
"Good. Things are calm here. Avalon's promoting our book like mad. I have a feeling it's going to wind up making you a wealthy woman."
"Terrific! I really love it down here. Thanks for suggesting it."
"I thought you'd enjoy it. Are you recognized?"
"Not too much. I can't get used to being a celebrity."
"You'd better get used to it. You're on the covers of both Time and Newsweek."
"My picture?"
"Yes. I gave them some rejects we didn't use for the cover of the book. They're both pretty good. I'll call you over the weekend to find out how you got along with the photographer."
"If he's Italian—I'll get along with him."
That afternoon Raina went snorkeling near the coral reef. She saw what she thought was a barracuda and immediately got out of the water. She took off the snorkeling gear and decided to take a stroll along the beach. The hot sand began to burn her feet and she retreated to the cool shade of the tropical vegetation. She picked a hibiscus, stuck it in her hair and wandered into a lush rain forest. The scent of the flowers was overpowering. She sat down on a rock and soaked her feet in a cool stream. Suddenly she heard something in the underbrush. She looked up frightened and saw a tall native approaching.
"Yo' not lost, is yo', miss?" he asked.
"No," replied Raina.
He was young—perhaps not yet twenty—and powerfully built. He was wearing nothing but a pair of loose white pants, tied around the waist with a piece of rope. Shading his eyes from the sun was a broad-brimmed straw hat. Raina couldn't help noticing that a large bulge was pushing forward in the crotch, of his pants and wondered what it would be like having sex with a black man. She leaned back on the rock and smiled at the young man invitingly.
"What's your name?" she asked.
"Lemuel."
She glanced at the burlap bag he was carrying over his shoulders.
"What's in there, Lemuel?"
"Roots and things."
"What do you do with them?"
“Use 'em in cookin' and charms an' things."
Suddenly it began to rain. Large drops of warm water splashed over the pond.
"Dere's a cave in dere, miss," said Lemuel, pointing to the side of the hill.
"Let's go in there until it's over with," replied Raina.
They hurried over the stones to the small cave and watched the rain come down in silvery sheets. Raina stayed close to the young man. She could hear his heavy breathing and smell the slightly musky odor of his flesh. She turned and brushed her breasts against him. He pulled away as if he'd been burned.
"I's sorry, miss," he said nervously.
"Don't be sorry. You didn't do anything. Wouldn't you like to touch me, Lemuel?"
He lowered his head. "Yo" a white woman. I can get in a lot of trouble."
Raina undid the snap of her halter and exposed her full, lush breasts to the young man. He stared at them with large eyes and ran his tongue over his lips. Raina was amused to notice that he had started to get an erection. His huge cock was sticking straight out in the baggy pants.
"If I'm going to get anywhere with him, Raina told herself, I'm going to have to make the first move. She touched his cock through the fabric. It felt huge and it wasn't even fully erect. Lemuel let the sack drop and he put both of his large hands over Raina's breasts and began squeezing them. Raina untied the rope at the waist of his pants and they fell around his ankles. She clutched his huge cock in her hand. A drop of sticky fluid formed on the tip. She knelt down and kissed it. Lemuel fell to his knees and pulled off the bottoms of her bikini. He buried his face between her legs and started licking the outer lips of her labia. She dug her fingers into the back of Lemuel's curly head and lifted her pelvis upward, grinding her cunt against his mouth. Lemuel parted her folds with his fingers in search of her clitoris. Raina threw her, head from side to side and moaned.
"Put it in me," she urged. "Put that big thing inside me!"
Lemuel lifted his head and dragged her fingers along her vula. Her pussy lips were damp. He ran his hands along her smooth thighs and positioned himself over her. She cried out as the tip of his cock slid into her cunt. Lemuel held his cock in his hands as he pushed forward, driving it deeper and deeper into her pussy. He undulated his hips and as he did, another inch of it slid inside.
Raina arched her back and pushed up against him.
"I want all of it!" she demanded and wiggled her hips impatiently.
Lemuel slid his hands under her waist and pressed hard against her stomach, driving the thick shaft of his cock straight into her cunt. Raina uttered a long, deep sigh as the cock speared deep into her stomach. He began fucking her with a hard steady rhythm and Raina responded avidly, moving her hips from side to side—pushing herself up against him.
"Do it, Lemuel—harder!" she squealed.
Lemuel grunted and bucked his hips back and forth, impaling Raina on his lengthy rod. His massive load was building up until it was becoming painful to hold back. He took a deep breath and began plunging his cock in and out of her with frenzied strokes. He slid his hands between their bodies and worked his thumb and forefinger around her nipples. He ground his teeth together and tried to hold back his orgasm, but he couldn't stop. His cock raced in and out of her cunt and, suddenly, he emitted a deep groan and his come shot inside her. Lemuel kept pumping and at the same time massaging her breasts until Raina, too, reached an orgasm. Then Lemuel pulled his dripping cock out of her cunt.
"It's stopped raining," said Raina dreamily.
Steam was rising from the forest floor and it had become very humid.
"Yo' stayin' at the Pirate's Cove?"
"Yes," said Raina. "Do you want to stop by and see me?"
"Oh, no, ma'am. Dat wouldn't do. But maybe if yo' takin' a walk here tomorrow 'bout de same time, I look fo' you!"
"Good," said Raina. "And I'll be sure to look for you!"
For the next two afternoons, Raina met him and made love with him in the cave. Then on Friday the photographer from Satyr magazine arrived. Raina was lying on the beach when she heard a voice ask:
"Are you Raina Blaine?"
She sat up, took off her sunglasses and found herself staring at one of the most handsome men she had ever seen. He wasn't tall—no more than five feet six inches. He had thick, curly black hair, eyes that were as blue as the Caribbean and a dazzling smile.
"I'm Mike Giglio, from Satyr magazine."
The photographer was wearing a bikini. He was obviously proud of his muscular body and from where Raina was sitting, it looked as if he was very well hung. Mike threw down his beach towel and lay down beside her.
"It's great to get out in the sun again. Are you enjoying your trip?"
“Tremendously!"
"If it's all right with you, we won't start taking the photographs until tomorrow. I'd like to have some time to spot out some likely backgrounds."
“Perhaps the rain forest near here."
“That would make a good shot."
The photographer gazed appreciatively at her sensuous body, thinking: this job is going to be a pleasure. He called to the waiter and asked Raina if she would like a drink. He ordered a Bloody Mary for her and a Heineken's beer for himself.
"I can't tell you how glad I was that we're going to do the photography here. I've been wanting to get out of New York all summer," he said.
"Have you worked at the magazine for long?"
“Three years now."
"Three years. That's how long I was involved with Michael Chambers."
"You've been getting a lot of publicity back in the States," said Mike, as he rolled over on his side to face Raina.
"I know. My manager, Erica Jordan, has kept me informed. She says I'm on the covers of both Time and Newsweek."
"So you are. Would you like me to rub some suntan lotion on your back? There's a spot just above your buttocks that you missed."
"Yes, please," she answered handing him the tube of suntan lotion.
Mike squeezed some of the amber gel into his hand and began rubbing it into Raina's soft skin. She found herself become extremely aroused.
Mike's large fingers expertly worked over her flesh. He moved his fingertips over the small of her back to the swell of her buttocks, not covered by the bikini. Goose bumps formed on Raina's skin. She turned back over and smiled at Mike.
"I used to work for a photographer in Baltimore."
"What did you do?"
"I modeled for calendars and stuff like that."
"You know something? I'm trying to figure out why you're not more photogenic. The pictures that I've seen of you don't do you justice. Maybe I'll have more luck."
"You know, Mike, in the beginning I wanted all this publicity, but now I'm not so sure. It gives you a funny feeling when people turn around and stare at you. It's not as if I became famous because of some accomplishment—like acting or charity work—something like that. I feel like sort of a freak. You know what I mean?"
"I guess so, but you've told the world that you've gone to bed with Michael Chambers and his sidekicks for money. Of course, some people are rallying to your defense. They're calling you a national heroine for exposing such an illicit business."
"National heroine? I feel more like the national whore."
Mike, wanting to get Raina out of her mood, suggested that they take a dip in the ocean. The two young people cavorted in the water for nearly half an hour until they climbed out of the surf, exhausted, and fell upon the sand.
"How about taking a drive with me this afternoon?" Mike asked Raina. "We'll try to find some interesting backgrounds for the layout."
"Does your magazine want all of the pictures to be nude?"
"No. Just provocative. Some will be nude, of course, but that shouldn't pose too many difficulties. There aren't too many tourists around. We ought to be able to get a few good shots of you in, your rain forest or some place along the sea."
Raina went back to her bungalow to shower and get dressed. In a way, Mike reminded her of Deke when he was younger. He also reminded her of Vince only he was a good deal brighter. She dressed in a backless lemon yellow sundress and tied an orange and yellow scarf around her waist. As she put on her lipstick, she announced to her reflection in the mirror, "I'm going to have an affair with him."
Mike Giglio showered and pulled on a pair of bleached Levi's. He couldn't keep from thinking how nice Raina seemed—not at all what he had expected. There was an innocent look about her face—no matter what she had done—and her body was out of sight. He was getting an erection just thinking about her. Mike threw his camera case over his shoulder and went to meet Raina.
They drove into Charlotte Amalie and wandered around the open market where the natives were selling fresh fish and vegetables. He snapped several pictures of Raina as she wandered among the stalls. She bought a mango and Mike took a shot as she bit into it. The juice squirted over her lips. He thought it would be a sensational shot.
They drove up into the mountains and discovered an ancient native graveyard on a hillside.
"Let's take some pictures here," said Mike. "Would you mind doing them in the nude?"
"Not at all."
She took off her clothes and leaned seductively against a stone carving of an angel.
"That's it," said Mike. "Now turn your head away from me, then look around real quick."
She did as she was told and he snapped several pictures in rapid succession. After they left the graveyard, they drove to the edge of the rain forest. She hoped they wouldn't run into Lemuel, but it was late afternoon and if he had waited for her, he surely would have gone by that time. They trudged through the high grass until they came to a small clearing which was profuse with brightly colored flowers. Raina stripped again and Mike took another series of photographs.
"There's a pond nearby, Mike. Perhaps you'd like to take some pictures there."
"Sounds great."
Raina threw her dress over her shoulder and led the way. Mike couldn't keep his eyes off her rolling buttocks.
When they got to the pond she said, "Would you like me to get in the water?"
"Yes. Dive under, get your hair wet and swim toward me."
Raina plucked a water lily and clamped it in her teeth as she swam toward Mike, who was snapping enthusiastically. He helped her out of the water and Raina said, "I didn't bring anything to dry off with."
"The warm air should dry you by the time we get back to the car."
Suddenly Mike stopped walking. He grabbed Raina's hand and pulled her to him. Raina's arms slid around his neck and their lips met. Her soft damp tongue wiggled between his teeth and probed his mouth. Mike slid his hands down her back and squeezed her firm buttocks, pressing the bulge of his cock against her stomach. Raina's body became tense as she felt the pressure of his throbbing cock against her. Her fingers combed through his curly hair and she grabbed handfuls of it as she pressed her mouth harder against his.
"I want you so much, Raina," he whispered.
"I want you, too, Mike. Now!"
She knelt down in front of him and fumbled with his belt buckle. Then she opened his pants and pulled them down. His thick cock sprang upward and she gasped involuntarily as she stared at it. She reached out and touched it lightly with her soft fingers. Then she leaned over and kissed the head. Mike kicked off his sandals and stepped out of his pants. Raina nuzzled her face against his crotch, blowing hot breaths against his flesh. Mike's cock ached, he wanted so much to put it inside her. She rubbed her cheek against the hot flesh of his prick, then moved her head down to his balls.
Mike parted his legs slightly, savoring the softness of Raina's blonde hair between his legs, caressing his buttocks, his balls and the underside of his cock. She moved her head back and forth slowly, stroking his sensitive areas with her hair. Then she threw back her head, stuck out her tongue and trailed it under his balls. Slowly she licked each ball with her wet tongue, then she opened her mouth and sucked one of them inside, pulling on the sac with her mouth. Mike groaned and began unbuttoning his shirt. He took it off and gently dropped it and his camera onto the carpet of moss. Raina opened her mouth still wider and sucked his other ball inside. Then she let them slip out of her mouth and began coating the underside of his cockshaft with quick, wet swipes of her tongue. She moved her lips up to the head of the cock and sucked it inside, letting her tongue dart out and dig into the small slit at the end. She opened her mouth wider and the soft, pliable head of his prick eased into her mouth. She clamped her lips around it and began sucking. With each stroke, she moved her mouth farther down on the cock, slowly taking it inch by inch, slowly adjusting her position so she could get it all down her throat. She kept swallowing and swallowing until her lips finally brushed the black curly pubic hair which grew around the base of his cock. Then she reared her head back and let it slide almost all the way out before descending once again.
Mike Giglio groaned with delight. He had never met a woman so adept at the art of oral sex. When she stopped to catch her breath, he knelt down on the ground facing her. He began playing with the white gleaming mounds of her breasts, caressing the smooth resilient flesh which jutted almost straight out from her body. She slid her hands between his legs and gripped his cock. Mike brushed his lips against hers and moved them over her chin, then over the soft curve of her neck until his face was buried between her breasts. He moved his hands upward and cupped her breasts, feeling their smooth warm weight. Raina began moving her hand up and down his cock with a slow, gentle pressure. Mike pulled her down to the ground and touched the tip of her nipple with his tongue. A soft sigh escaped from her throat as her body moved closer to him. He opened his lips and took a nipple between them and began dragging the tip of his tongue across it.
Raina pressed herself against his face, pressing her breasts into his mouth. He opened his mouth wider and sucked part of her breast inside. He began sucking on it as he continued stimulating the nipple with his tongue. The nipple became hard in his mouth. He moved his hand down to her legs, dragging his fingers back and forth over the inside of her thighs. Then he began to fondle her pussy.
She moaned incoherently and lurched forward with her hips, pressing her cunt against his fingers. He moved his fingers along her vulva, pressing and squeezing it and Raina's hips began moving in rocking rhythm with the stroking motion of his fingers. Her body trembled and jerked as his fingers combed through her pussy hairs. Her thighs parted as he pressed her vulva with his fingers. He cupped her pussy in his hand, squeezing and massaging it. She began undulating her hips back and forth in response to the movement of his fingers.
Then Mike moved down and pushed his face in the soft moistness of her cunt. He parted her pussy lips, dove his tongue inside and began ramming it home. Raina bucked her pelvis forward, rubbing her slit against his face. He pulled his tongue out of her pussy and searched for her clitoris. As his tongue touched the small organ, it sprang erect. She began trembling all over as his tongue made love to her clit. She wrapped her thighs around his head with a crushing force as she pushed her pussy against his lips.
"Oh, Mike! That's-perfect."
He chewed on the tip of her clitoris and her impending climax began to cause her body to shake. It was a steady progression of sensation. Raina dug her fingers into the soft moss, leaving deep furrows. She bucked her hips forward as she continued the labia lapping.
"God!" she shrieked, her body becoming tense as his tongue expertly made love to her clitoris. "I'm close, Mike. Do you want me to ... ?"
"Yes," he said. "I want to taste you."
He went back to his cunt lapping using frenzied strokes. She closed her eyes tightly and saw stars as Mike worked her to a perfect climax. He continued licking her long after she had come. When he finally lifted his head, the lower half of his face was shining with her juices. He gathered her up in his arms and began kissing her. Raina was completely relaxed. It hadn't felt that good since Deke.
"I want to put it in you, Raina. Do you feel like it?"
"Yes," she said through clenched teeth. "Go on! Let's not stop now!"
Mike responded to her words. His passion rose in him like roaring flames. He rolled on top of her and pressed his cock against her soft vulva. Raina pushed her hands between their bodies, grabbed his cock and started to guide it into her pussy. Mike raised himself to his knees and looked down at her. Sexual ecstasy made some women look ugly, but not Raina. She was beautiful. He couldn't resist reaching for his camera and taking several shots of her face as she stared up at him ... her eyes half lidded, her lips parted and wet. He put the camera down, pressed forward with his hips, pushing his cock into her vulva. She wiggled to spread it apart. The head of his cock slipped into her as he lurched forward. Raina gave a long deep sigh of satisfaction as Mike began to enter her. He put his hands on her thighs and began undulating his hips, working his cock into her. She pushed up against him, moving her hips from side to side. When his cock was halfway in, she took her fingers away from it and put her hands behind her knees to hold her legs apart, keeping her pussy wide open for him. He placed his hands on her waist and began fucking her harder, taking longer and stronger strokes. His shaft slid into her up to the thickest part.
Raina offered her arms to him and he lay on top of her. Their two bodies melted together as one. He began fucking her with the entire length of his cock, withdrawing it until only the head remained in her, then spearing it deep into her belly. Mike moved his head down to one of her breasts, took it into his mouth and began sucking on it, stimulating it in the same rhythm as his cock probed her sensuous body. Raina began whimpering as she started to climax once again. Mike drove his cock into her with unrelenting force. Suddenly she could feel his hot come wash inside of her cunt. He kept pumping until their juices were thoroughly mixed. Then he pulled it out of her and turned her over on her stomach.
"Get on your hands and knees, Raina. I want to do it from behind."
His cock was still hard. She brushed her hair out, of her face and turned her head so that she could watch him. Her eyes were flashing with desire. She ran her tongue over the outline of her lips and gave him a long sensuous look. Mike crouched behind her. He flexed his knees slightly so that his stiff prick was even with her cunt, then he moved forward sliding his huge cock between her buttocks. Raina arched her back deeper and pushed backward. He put his hands on her hips to brace her and undulated his pelvis, driving his cock into her.
Mike looked down at his cock as it slid between her smooth white buttocks. He ran his hands over the soft flesh of her ass and squeezed it as he fucked her harder, withdrawing his cock until it almost escaped her clasping pussy and then spearing it back between her upturned buttocks. Raina arched her back even deeper and his bails began slapping against her as he lunged his column of flesh in and out of her juicy slit. Raina's face was flushed and strained with passion as he "drove her closer and closer to her third orgasm.
The word "Deke" escaped her lips before she could stop it, but Mike was so engrossed with his impending climax that he didn't notice. His semen was swelling inside him until he thought it was going to tear him apart. He ground his teeth together and kept thrusting into her, holding on to his climax as long as he possibly could.
"Come in me, Mike! I feel it! I'm coming again!" Raina screamed and broke into another orgasm. She twisted and writhed in front of him as they lurched together in the throes of a simultaneous climax. She fell forward on the ground and he collapsed on top of her.
They fell into a deep satisfying sleep. When they awoke they were surrounded by sparkling fireflies.
"It's dark," he whispered. "We'd better find our way back to the car."
They got dressed and, hand in hand, walked through the forest until they reached the Volkswagen. When they were driving back down the mountainside, Raina gazed at Mike's face and knew in that instant that she was in love with him.