Chapter 1
Stretched out naked on the white sand beach Charley felt the intense tropical heat penetrate every pore of her slender body. She sighed contentedly, her dark eyes closed against the blinding glare of the sun. It was certainly a far better place for the young woman to be than the large suburban home she had once shared with her husband Paul. As she touched the hot flesh of her thigh, the beautiful woman realized once again how lucky she was to be lying in solitude on a distant Bahamian island, far away from the dull and insipid life she had led for too long.
Raising up slightly, she gazed over the expanse of beach that was her private heaven. Only one small cottage, tucked neatly in a grove of palm trees and flowering bushes, marked the virgin landscape. Sometimes this still seemed like a dream to Charley; she kept expecting to wake up in her king-sized bed next to Paul's sleeping body. She kept thinking that it was almost time for her to slip into her slinky pink robe and wander into the kitchen to put on a pot of coffee and make her husband's breakfast. But, as she ran her hand down across her burning flesh to the soft mound of dark hair between her thighs, Charley reminded herself once again that she had finally left all of that behind her.
It felt good to feel her soft skin and the rising heat from the triangle between her legs. Her juices were already running as she anticipated the arrival of her lover and teacher, Robert Tower, a man of many skills and sexual appetites that were new and exciting to young Charley. Beads of perspiration covered her bronzed, naked flesh. Her full breasts rose and fell gently as she thought about what this new day held in store for her. Life was so different for her now, so far removed from the routine of being the wife of a promising young lawyer. Nothing was predictable or conventional and she loved each exotic experience that Robert offered her.
Slowly, tranquilly she slid her hand inside the moist valley between her long, slender thighs. Her fingers pushed aside her throbbing lips of pink flesh until they found her erect and eager clit. With deft, quick strokes she massaged herself, feeling the hot flashes of excitement that shot through her body with every touch. Charley's full lips parted in a low moan that echoed across the sandy beach to blend erotically with the gentle rolling sounds of the water masturbating the shiny, slick beach.
"Ooohh .... aahh . . ." The sweet soft groans were uttered with total abandon. Charley was free to indulge in her erotic pleasures without fear of interruption. This tropical paradise was her playground and she fully intended to make the fullest use of what Robert had provided for her.
"Please come to me now, Robert. I want to feel your cock inside of me, plunging and digging into my hole. Please, hurry!" the young woman said to herself as she continued to titillate her pink clit with her fingers. Her body arched slowly upward to meet the ministrations of her own hands, but she was restless and anxious for the arrival of her lover who would complete the job she had only begun. "Come to me . . . bring that huge piece of meat and shove it between my legs. Show me how good you can make me feel!! Fuck me, fuck me!!" Charley thought over and over, her hand massaging the throbbing sex between her widespread legs.
Never removing her hand from its warm place against her sex, the young woman again rose up on one elbow and scanned the empty beach. There was no sign of life, no movement except for the languid swaying of the palm trees that rimmed the sand. She knew that Robert was unpredictable, that he was not committed to be with her at any specific time just as she was equally free to spend her hours in any manner that gave her pleasure. As she let her dark, intense eyes roam over the cottage they shared for one small indication that he was inside, Charley decided to try to forget her dependence on the older man who had chosen to take her under his protective wing to teach her the highly exotic, sensual "facts of life."
In and out, in and out her finger slid against the slippery walls of her pie. She pushed harder and felt the hard wall of her cervix, that barrier Robert pounded into with full fury whenever they fucked. Her entire body shuddered in delight as she probed herself with eager and expert fingers, touching the secret pearl that was hidden in the dark, sweet cavern of her pussy. She tossed and rolled in excitement, the plush velour towel becoming a crumpled, disarrayed mass of purple beneath her nakedness.
Charley was lost in her own sensual pleasure now. Her dark hair swirled around her shoulders as she writhed against the constant pressure of her hand pressing hard on the sensitive little organ between her thighs. Tendrils of dark hair clung to her flushed cheeks as her fury mounted and the moans that escaped from her rosy lips became louder and more unrestrained. Her pelvis arched up hard towards her hand, pressing the flaming clit firmly into the palm of her rotating, rubbing hand. She had two fingers jammed deep inside of the wet hole whose juices perfumed the humid air around her. Every inch of her golden body was glazed with a film of perspiration that exuded the aroma of pure, lusty sex and Charley sucked in her fragrance with eager, gasping breaths.
The ripe dark nipples that graced her swollen breasts were hard and swollen with passion. She felt their tautness pulling her skin and making her whole chest ache and throb. With a tentative motion, she reached to massage the erect buds, her whole body responding to the release that the tender touching brought. Charley pulled at her flesh, feeling her breasts bounce back against her chest as she released her nipples. The shots of total pleasure that engulfed her naked body were almost too much for her to endure. She could no longer tell which erogenous zone was being stimulated by her furious hands I
"OHM!! Oooohhh .... GOD!!!" Charley screamed out, her body convulsing madly as she plunged her fingers deep, inside her vagina and felt the warm, delicious juices running over her hand and down the soft flesh of her inner thighs. She was still clutching at her breasts, running her fingers slowly down to tickle each dark nipple in rhythm with the waves of her orgasm. She was rolling more peacefully now as the fireworks engulfed her entire being and took her far away from the beach to a place that only a woman can know when she has finally achieved a full and total orgasm. The small, broken cries that came from her lips were those of an animal. Charley was breathing hard and heavy, a look of total peace and contentment on her beautiful face.
She continued rubbing her throbbing cunt against her hand, but the movement was less frantic, more tranquil and easy. Her body was still swimming in the turbulent sea of her climax, but she was now able to ride gently and languidly with the overpowering sensations. Charley pulled her fingers from the dripping hole between her thighs and brought them to her mouth, savoring her own perfume before she ran her tongue over them to taste the offerings of her cunt. She sucked them clean, pushed them back to gather more of the nectar and then licked that into her hungry mouth.
It was silent on the white beach as Charley recovered from the fury of her orgasm. She felt limp and drained, but she was too lazy to get up and cool off in the clear blue, water. She simply lay there under the hot white sun and relished in the fact that she was now finally able to bring herself the sexual pleasure she had only dreamt about for most of her life. All she longed for right then was the appearance of her lover, a tall, cool drink in his hand and a huge erection aimed straight at her pussy. Everything was perfect for the lovely young woman.
This was the life she had dreamed about as a teenager: the wild, erotic life she had read about in magazines but had never been able to find for herself until Robert had become her teacher and keeper. When she remembered all the dull and dreary nights she had spent with her husband as he pumped inside of her without ever touching any of the wild animal lust that she had now discovered she possessed, Charley felt a twinge of sadness. So much wasted time, so many useless, fruitless fucks. God, she was lucky to have met Robert!! Lucky also because she had finally summoned up enough nerve to leave her husband and her house and her possessions to begin exploring what life really had to offer a sensual woman.
The afternoon heat was growing more intense as it beat upon Charley's naked body. She stood up, stretching her slender, lithe limbs as she moved towards the blue-green ocean. Her dark hair hung down her back in soft curls that glinted in the white sun. She smiled to herself, knowing that anyone who might have been fortunate enough to catch a glimpse of her nude form would have been enchanted. She was round and firm in all those places a woman ought to be voluptuous. Her breasts bounced as she walked, the dark nipples still firm and pointed as if begging for more arousal to keep them happy. Her hips swelled gracefully from her slender waist, and her ass was firm and round as though begging for a man to cup it in his hand. Charley was pleased with herself on this fine day; she was eager to discover what new delights her mentor had in store for her later in the evening. One thing she could count on was Robert's plethora of sensual treats to keep his lovely young pupil in a constant state of stimulation and arousal and release. Charley sighed with contentment as she dove into the warm blue sea and felt the water encase her naked flesh with warm, caressing fingers.
Like a dolphin playing in the swells of the tropical sea, Charley surfaced and then scratched her stomach along the sandy ocean bottom. She kept her dark eyes open in the salty water, taking in each shell and bit of coral that enchanted the lagoon. Colorful fish darted around her naked body, brushing briefly against her flesh and sending shivers of delight throughout her body. It was all too wonderful and she savored each second as though she were still afraid that it might all turn out to be a dream.
Floating on her back in the midst of the tropical waters, Charley watched the round, swollen melons of her breasts bobbing above the surface of the warm water. She smiled at the sight, knowing that her tits were perfectly formed, sweet and succulent, firm and ripe. The clean water washed over her dark nipples forming small droplets of dew on her oil-slicked body. Nothing in the world could have been more ideal for the young woman. She had even stopped dreaming about the arrival of her mentor because now she felt content to be alone with herself in the secluded paradise Robert had given her as one small part of her education into the sensual and sexual mysteries of life.
For Charley, serenely floating in the Bahamian sea, life had become an adventure, a learning experience and a completely erotic delight. Once, when she was still very young she had dreamed of a wild and swinging life, but she had forsaken those fantasies to marry Paul, a conventional but attractive young lawyer who had not wanted a passionate, lusty wife. She had tried to be the woman he desired, but as time went on Charley had grown bored and listless and frightened. She knew life had more to offer than cocktail parties and fancy houses and business dinners and all of those things she did to help further her husband's career. Maybe Robert was not as young and attractive as Paul, but his ideas about sex and life were much more appealing to young Charley: she had discovered release and thrills in the new sexual techniques he had taught her. She was a more than willing pupil for the older man who now approached her from the shaded, secluded cottage.
The minute Charley's dark eyes focused on the male figure approaching her from down the white sandy beach, her body tensed in anticipation. She felt her thighs draw closer together as though to guard her treasure buried beneath the mound of soft, curly hair on her puhis. Her lithe body tensed, the dark circles of her nipples growing rigid and hard instantly. Without thinking, her arms began their effortless stroke back towards the sandy shore; Charley knew that Robert expected her to greet his arrival and she also knew better than to disappoint him.
While she glided through the water towards her lover and guardian, Charley kept her intense eyes fastened upon his approaching figure. Robert was tall and very well-muscled; he did not look his forty-three years except for the silver-grey hairs that now dominated his temple hair-line and were scattered throughout his curly dark hair. The closer she drifted towards shore the more distinct his body became to her eyes. She needed him; she thought she loved him; she knew that she treasured his knowledge of erotica and sexual delights. Robert strode in her direction with a sureness of step and a strength that overpowered Charley even though she was not sure why he should have such an effect upon her.
Sometimes, like today, they played a game with each other. She tantalized him, floating naked on the clear, translucent sea. He would pin her naked body with his steel grey eyes, devour her bobbing tits and stab at her pussy with his rapidly growing cock. Charley's eyes remained riveted on the engorged member sticking out like a massive shaft from his tanned and muscled body. The organ was too large, too big and too threatening for her to instantly desire to accept it into her private treasure. Yet, the awesomeness of Robert's manhood was exactly what she felt herself drawn towards, what she allowed herself to be plundered by without protest until he forced her to explode in orgasms that left her limp and befuddled.
"You won't have your way with me today, you prick," Charley mumbled to herself as she continued her graceful backstroke towards the beach. With every movement of her arms that propelled her nearer the awesome prick, her full breasts heaved out of the water and exposed their full, wholesome delights to the large man who stared intently at her naked body. Charley realized that her every stroke aroused him to greater heights, yet she did not decide to coast onto the sandy shore with the slow, easy rhythm of the tide. Her arms pumped and her ample, appetizing breasts thrust upward for Robert to see and desire.
"Baby!! You look perfect for daddy .... show me those tits, baby! No . . . turn around and come in with that luscious pussy wide open. Pull your knees up and throw them out ... up and out ... up and out, baby. Let me watch your pussy suck in the water, let me see that pretty clit get hard as you come to me!! Open your legs, Charley girl!! Open wide!!" Robert called out in a deep, resounding voice that seemed to fill the entire area with his presence.
Charley did not think about questioning Robert's orders. She twisted her body beneath the water and surfaced with her dark hair floating out seaward and her spread-eagled thighs directed right at his hungry face. The warm water washed over her exposed vagina, caressing her red clit and pushing into her hole as she resumed her backstroke towards shore. Robert stood waiting, impressive in his muscular bulk and his erect, rigid organ. His breathing was not hard or excited as he peered intently into the cavern between Charley's legs. She belonged to him and he delighted in these exhibitions she provided for him.
"Baby . . . spread those legs!!! I want to see your pretty cunt. I want to see all of your pussy!!! Open your legs for me . . . open wide!" he cajoled her in deep, commanding tones that the young woman obeyed without questioning.
"Am I being good? Is this good, Robert?? Tell me what to do!!" Charley sang back, her voice husky with arousal and a subdued fear that she was still not willing to admit. He frightened her with his orders, yet she thrilled in following them. She wanted to please her very demanding task-master.
"Wider, you whore!! Show me your cunt. Open those legs!!! Whore!! Bitch! Stop playing games with me or I'll punish you, you know that. Open your hole for me now!!" Robert commanded her from his position on the hot, white beach. He stood there staring at the naked young woman, her tits bobbing in the sea, her thighs pushing madly against the force of the water as she did her strokes in towards shore. Each time she pulled her knees up into her stomach and then thrust them apart and against the force of the water her entire sex spread open to Robert's eager eyes. The harder she pushed against the tropical waters, the further open her pink and silky cunt was exposed to his rigid prick and his hungry loins. Charley was panting from exertion and fear. Her naked body was trembling as she anticipated the onslaught her lover would subject her to once she managed to reach the sandy beach.
"Please . . . I'm coming . . . I'm coming as fast as I can. Isn't my pussy good enough for you?? Look at how wet I am. I want you. I waited all day for your cock, Robert. I'm ready for you . . . put your prick inside of me and hurt me if I'm not good enough!!" Charley cried out, her legs working wildly and her arms rippling through the water frantically in her attempt to reach her lover before he decided to punish her for being tardy. She was sobbing softly, trying to suck in enough air to give herself strength to propel herself forward, yet finding that her tears of mingled fear and excitement were making breathing difficult.
Charley bobbed like a cork adrift at sea. Usually graceful and agile in the water, her fear of Robert's punishment made her incapable of moving towards him on the beach. She floundered merely a few hundred yards from his grasp, her thighs spread open invitingly, her ripe, round tits surfacing above the blue water, but her slender, voluptuous body felt quagmired as she could no longer swim in the direction of the beach. She screamed and cried for her lover, her eyes still glued to his swollen cock. Robert laughed.
"Bitch!! Get your ass in here and stop playing games with me. Swim, you whore and do it fast. I want to fuck your hole now and I do not want to swim out there to get you!!" Robert threatened
Charley was no longer frightened. The tone of her lover's voice brought her to reason and she gracefully flipped over onto her stomach and began to swim free-style towards the shore. She felt each muscle in her body straining to reach him as quickly as possible. Her naked flesh glided through the warm water effortlessly. Robert might punish her for her laziness and her slowness, but that no longer terrified Charley. She wanted to feel the onslaught of his anger against her soft, sweet flesh. She needed to know that when he ordered her to act it was imperative that she respond. She swam with the ease and the grace of a seal until her belly touched the smooth sand of the beach.
Looking up all Charley could see was the distended organ that protruded from Robert's body. She gasped for breath as she struggled to her hands and knees and crawled up the sand to greet him. Her dark hair clung like seaweed to her face and head. Her pendulous breasts hung from her body and swung with each movement she made in his direction. The dark, hard nipples pointed like arrows at the wet sand as she slunk towards him. Robert smiled at the young woman, marveling once again at how beautiful and perfect her naked body was.
"Cunt!! Come here and suck my dick . . . Now!!" he said in a low growl that aroused the woman even more than she had believed was possible.
Charley stumbled out of the water, her body aching for the touch of the powerful and awesome man who stood before her. What terror she felt was equally matched by the desire she felt for his love-making, his frantic and animal fucking into her wet and waiting cunt. She was moaning, soft, low, guttural sounds that were neither human nor animal, as she slithered up the wet beach towards the huge cock that was aimed directly at her face. The young woman knew that she would do anything to make Robert pleased with her; she was willing to participate in any new game he had devised to initiate her into the sensual and erotic world that they shared together.
Before he could even give her a command or make his wishes known, her mouth covered the throbbing tip of his cock. She sucked savagely, touching each inch of his head with her darting tongue. She plunged into the small hole at the tip of his dick, her tongue seeking to find the farthest recesses of his manhood and his endurance. Robert moaned and dropped to his knees as her tongue continued to drive into the opening of his prick. She sucked and pulled at his rigid flesh, her mouth playing an erotic dance with his tender membranes as he writhed and groaned beneath her every touch.
Darting, lashing, slaying his cock, she serviced her lover. His loud, resounding groans were all the affirmation Charley needed to know that she was pleasing him. Her tongue found the small hole and plunged inside of it until her lover was writhing frantically with each flick of her magic tongue. She sucked the throbbing mass of flesh, taking his entire length into her mouth and throat until she almost gagged. Then, her tongue trailed along his cock, licking and caressing its entire length as he moaned and writhed on the sand beneath her.
Charley shoved her pointed tongue hard inside the small opening of Robert's penis until he cried out. Then, gently, almost to make up for her onslaught, she pulled his organ into her mouth gently and slowly, sucking and licking all the time. He cried in a voice that the dark woman had never heard, but as that animal groan reached her ears she felt his cock grow larger and swell in her mouth. Her tongue massaged the fiery tip plunging deeper and deeper into that tender hole, her frenzied hands rolling his hard and full balls.
"MORE . . . MORE . . . SUCK ME MORE!! Robert seemed to cry out, his voice muffled and distorted by the throes of the orgasm that engulfed his entire body.
Even Charley, lost in her worship of the swollen, throbbing cock that was filling her mouth with the fluids of lust and love, could no longer comprehend the cries of her lover. She felt the heat of Robert's come swirl through her mouth and swallowed the hot white fluid. But that was not enough!!! The more come Charley took into her throat, the more her lover seemed to spew forth. Her throat was full, her mouth was dripping, yet Robert did not cease to issue forth the essence of his manhood.
Charley had never known anything quite like this particular day: her fruitful masturbation, her growing ease at remembering her past life, and finally, the most unbelievable orgasm Robert had ever shown her. She felt as if life was about to open up to her in a way that she was still not fully able to comprehend. For the first time since she had made the daring plunge away from Paul and the 'American Dream,' Charley began to wonder if there might be even more in this incredible world than Robert had begun to show her. It was not that she doubted his ability as a teacher and a guide through the untold mysteries of the erotic world. Of course, Robert was quite perfect as a mentor, but maybe there was more to discover than even he had hinted at. Charley gazed at the man through a curtain of dark curls, seeing his silver hair for the first time since they had been together. She glanced contentedly down the lithe contours of her own young and supple body, and she started to wonder if maybe there might not be even more to the secrets of life than her teacher had been willing to share with her.
Robert deposited his entire load into the young woman's mouth, his moans of release echoing across the vacant beach with a haunting, mournful melody that made the vibrant lady suck him more fully and deeply into her throat, pulling out each remaining drop of his come, until he lay writhing and panting on the beach begging her to cease her ministrations to his too-tender cock.
"I don't want to stop ... I love to suck you and taste you and swallow you. . . . Please. . . ." her voice trailed off as she pulled the flaccid organ back into the warmth of her mouth and licked every inch of it clean with her sweet, loving tongue. Robert twisted and jerked beneath her mouth, his voice not capable of telling her to stop. Charley sucked the limp organ back into her mouth and massaged it tenderly with her tongue and lips while the huge man moaned and tried to push her away.
"Jesus . . . stop! I I'm too tender after your delightful blow job. You MUST stop or you'll drive me crazy!!" he moaned and pleaded in tones so soft that she could ignore him and finish her own pleasure with his cock.
Charley sucked one final drop of his fluid into her mouth, her tongue moving easily and gently around the pulsing, tender head of Robert's cock as he writhed beneath her. She felt his delight at her ceaseless caressing of his organ and she did not stop her sucking and licking even though his prick was no longer engorged and throbbing. Her nostrils were distended as she breathed in the musky odor from his crotch. His cock moved slightly inside her warm, wet mouth and she ran her tongue along its length, feeling the tight curly hair that covered his crotch.
As they both sank into the damp sand the silence of nature engulfed them. The sweet juices from Charley's vagina made the insides of her thighs sticky, but she enjoyed the feel of her own flesh covered with the secretions of her passion. More than that, she found herself thrilling to the feel of Robert's succumbing to her newly-learned art of sucking cock. He had taught her well, so well that he was now lying inert and satiated beneath her talented, rosy lips. Charley "was pleased with herself . . . more than pleased as she pushed her body close to Robert's and kissed his cock.
Despite all that had already occurred that day, the voluptuous woman still felt a burning desire creeping from between her thighs throughout her entire body. She wanted more, yet she was at a loss as to what she needed or how she was to completely fulfill her ravenous appetite. She cupped her hand around the sacred treasure inside her thighs and lay back without being able to totally relax, envying Robert his blissful inertia and satiation. Trying very hard, she was still not able to turn off the gears of her mind or the desire inside of her pussy.
So much had happened to her. So many new worlds, new vistas and new ideas had come into her life that Charley felt herself slide backwards to the place she had left, to the girl she no longer was. Maybe it was time for her to try to understand why she had left her promising young husband for this life with no security but with a lot of promises of sexual and sensual experiences. She sensed that she was finally gaining a deeper and more fulfilling sense of herself as a human being, something she had been unable to gain with Paul. It was as if Charley had reached that point where she was capable of discovering herself as a total woman and a complete and beautiful human being.
However, the blooming of Charley's full sexual flower was slow and often awkward. She did what was expected of her by Robert, yet there were many times when she was not certain why she obeyed his strange and peculiar wishes. Nor was it clear to her why his domination and almost total control of her life and body aroused and stimulated her. All the voluptuous young woman was certain about as she lay in the Bahamian sun was that Robert was giving her something she wanted and needed. Her mentor and instructor in the fine art of fucking was capable of showing her heights of ecstasy and throes of passion that Charley had only dreamt about before.
Certainly, the young woman mused, Paul had never been able to bring her to an orgasm that counted, a climax so engulfing that she lost herself in the explosions that wracked her body. Rolling closer to Robert's strong body, she felt an electric shock race up her limbs as she touched his thigh with her hand. Charley was ready to rest, but she kept her fingers securely clasped around his cock, her head nestled against his muscular shoulder, and her legs drapped across his body as though by engulfing him with her own body, she could prevent him from slipping away before she was willing to give him up.