Caribbean Sex and Cricket Ch. 07

"Wow, that was a nice horny sight for them!"

"I realised they had come to the room to fuck and was really tempted when they asked me if I would like to join them, especially when the man flashed his cock at me."

"Was he hard?"

"Like a pole! The blonde girl got it out for him and pointed it at me. A lovely fat white cock, Mart, as you know it's something I've never experienced."

She omitted to confess that she had very briefly sucked the tip of the white man's cock, followed by a quick lick of the girl's pink pussy flesh.

"I told them that my boyfriend wouldn't approve and then fled."

All the same, she had been sorely tempted to join them as she fancied them both but had great fear of being caught, especially as she had more rooms to do. As she had closed the door she had tasted a wetness on her lips. It was the man's pre-cum! In the next room she'd idly touched herself wondering what the full load from a white man would taste like. With a glass to the wall she had listened to them fuck, timing her own orgasm with theirs.

Martin gripped her arm as she caressed his ever stiffening cock. "I wouldn't have minded if you had, Sim, because I quite fancy this blonde woman, I've seen her eye me up a couple of times."

"I had noticed," she grinned, gripping his black rod more tightly.

As if on cue, Sara got up from the table and passed by the bar on the way to the loo, flashing them both a knowing grin as she passed, Martin's hand-held cock was out of sight below the bar.

"I think she knows I was talking about her," he laughed, knowing that an orgasm would soon overcome him if his girlfriend did not cease her stroking movement up and down his cock.

"You better hurry up then, I quite fancy her myself!" laughed Simone. She glanced left and right, then, lowering herself out of sight, took his stiff member into her mouth, tasting his liquid excitement. She sucked him hard for a full couple of minutes and he was milliseconds from flooding her mouth when he saw Sara returning from the bathroom. Quickly Simone stood up, her face flushed with excitement, her dark lips moist with his pre-cum. Sara tactfully avoided looking at them as she returned to join Tom. Martin saw she was still grinning when she sat back at her table..

"We'll finish this later sweetie and talk about what to do."

Mart gripped his sensitive cock and grinned at his girlfriend of fifteen months, "I have to finish myself off now, fancy a quick trip to the bathroom?"

"We daren't, Mart, if we get caught we will both get the sack. You go, I will wait here and serve any customers."

Mart dashed off and returned five minutes later with a big grin, and a considerably smaller cock! Simone was serving a couple of rum punches, when the customers had returned to the beach she resumed their earlier conversation.

"So what about it, Mart? Shall we do it?"

Martin grinned at her question, the intent clear in her eyes, "This will be new to us, we haven't done it with white people before."

"You really fancy some white pussy then?" She pointed to the back of Sara, "That white pussy?"

"Of course I do, just like I can tell you want your first white cock. What's his name?"

"Tom."

Martin and Simone's relationship, in common with many couples of their age group, was very much open. She discovered and acted out her bisexuality at the young age of twelve with her best friend at school. Following many years of fumbling and oral sex she finally lost her virginity to a boy at seventeen and met up with Mart a few months later. They had been lovers ever since.

As in the rest of the civilised world the Credit Crunch had struck hard in the Caribbean, particularly within the teenage sector. Drinking, smoking and drug taking, previously excessive, was now out of the equation. Already very promiscuous, the two lovers were encouraged by friends to explore their deeper sexuality, attending private parties and sex clubs, and eventually swapping partners within their intimate circle of friends. There had never been, until now, any question of white people being involved. It was thought that they had big mouths and would be less discreet.

Some more customers came to the bar and Simone smiled, "I'd better go, sweetie. Shall I see what I can fix up?"

"Yes, it could be fun."

*

A few hours later Simone intercepted Sara outside her room, she was alone.

"Can I come in for a moment, Sara?"

Sara immediately assumed that the maid wanted sex and patted the bed beside her as she sat down, but Simone remained standing.

"Much as I would like to, I can't stop, Sara, I am already behind with my work, I came to ask you something."

Sara took her hand, "Go on."

"I hope you won't be embarrassed."

"Ha-ha, I stopped being embarrassed after my mother first caught me masturbating!"

Simone gulped and took a long breath, "Do you want to fuck my boyfriend?"

Sara's eyes widened, that very thought had been foremost in her mind for several hours, but she decided to be cautious, sensing a trap. "Why do you ask that?"

"I have seen the way you look at him, and just know, that's all."

"Do you mind that?"

"Of course not, I wouldn't be here otherwise."

"So why are you here, Simone?"

"To tell you its okay for you to sleep with Mart if I can have sex with your boyfriend."

"What, Tom?"

"Yes, I have never had a white cock, and I know he fancies me."

Sara laughed, "As it happens I have never been with a black guy either, apart from a blow job in a cinema once." She sighed at the memory, recalling the mess on the seat.

"Well," Simone grinned, "There we are then." She leaned forward and kissed Sara fully on the lips. Sara, still a little stunned, gripped her shoulders and whispered in her ear.

"I have never been with a black girl either, why don't you stay?"

*

Tom's bedroom, present time

"And did you stay, Simone?" I asked her with a sly grin.

By now she had extracted my cock from it's meagre covering and was stroking it gently. I had one hand around her shoulders, the other was exploring her inner thigh, my little finger barely touching her panty crease. My first touch of her skin had excited me no end. I had, at the tender age of 32, discovered the ultra sleek silkiness of a black woman's flesh. I leaned forward and licked the faint sheen of sweat lodged between her small round breasts, before softly presenting my lips to hers. We kissed slowly, exploring each other's mouths, her lips felt full against mine, whilst her hands explored the girth of my cock.

She pulled away and shook her head, "I still had rooms to do, but I did fancy her, Tom. I've been with girls before."

Something niggled me and I held her at shoulder distance, "So how did you know I would be here alone this evening, Simone?"

"Your friend told me this afternoon."

"Sara?"

She nodded, and licked her full lips. I so wanted them around my cock again, this time with all six and a half inches inside. I looked into her face thoughtfully, "That's odd, she became sick at the cricket and went back to her room to bed."

Simone grinned slyly at me in reply, "She did, I was in bed with her!"

"Fuck!"

"Exactly! My first white woman, Tom." She looked down at the wet weeping head of my cock, "And now, hopefully, my first white man."

"No hope to it, darling, you've got it. Period!" I leaned forward and kissed her again, this time with hunger. She tasty faintly of garlic, but her tongue informed me of her urgency to have sex. I stopped again and she raised her eyes in question, I wanted to know more about this afternoon. The thought of black and white girls in bed together excited me just as much as having Simone next to me ready to fuck. Well, almost!

"Did you and Sara...?

She breathed heavily into my mouth, "Yes we did, we licked each other, if that's what you're asking, and we both had lovely orgasms, very different to what you men do. She tasted lovely too, just like me. Black or white, it doesn't make any difference." Her head moved down to my cock, "Now I want to taste you. And see if you are different, I only got a little bit the other day, now I want it all."

I was about to reply with some crude comment but she put a finger to my lips and silenced me as she first licked the pre-cum off the tip and spread it down the shaft of my trembling cock. I delved into her low-cut top and cupped a warm breast, bringing a nipple to my lips. She sighed when I sucked on the little erect bud.

Simone fucked in that enthusiastic amateurish way that only an 18 year old can, breathing hard and biting my neck as we humped desperately against the edge of the bed, her eagerness almost to the point of being embarrassing; hardly surprising when I learned later that she had been a virgin up until only a year or so ago! I remember apologising for ejaculating too quickly. Well, wouldn't you in that situation? A sexy black girl, clearly on heat and desperate for her first white cock? Although my motto is 'girls-cum-first' she clearly enjoyed pleasing me and suggested it would be her turn shortly.

We removed the remainder of our clothing and soaped each other in the shower, slowly getting aroused again. Then, after drying each other off and covering ourselves in Paco Robane, she loved the smell, we sat naked watching some soft porn on the TV, slowly caressing and masturbating each other towards the next round. Simone's pussy really intrigued me, and I was reminded of the words by the older Grafton at the cricket.

"Caribbean women love to be licked," he had advised, "Lots of tongue."

She was quite hairy down there, but the curly tight black pubes were trimmed to modest bikini lines. Her lips were a deep purple with bright pink smooth flesh inside, my first black pussy. While she remained glued to the screen I buried my face in her scented haven and took my first lick of her Bajan honey pot. She tasted sweet and divine.

I looked up at her face between her pert little tits. "Have you heard of Alphabet Sex?" I asked her, my face wet with her scented juices.

She looked at me curiously, "No, what's that?"

"Lie back and enjoy, you will see."

With my fingers I exposed her little clitoris. The tip of my tongue traced a shape on the hard pink button. She shivered and I repeated it.

"That was the letter A", I explained. "I will repeat it ten times, then letter 'B', and so on."

She groaned with the increased contact of the letter 'B', "Fuck, this is nice."

I grinned up at her contorted face, "So what do you think will be your favourite letter?"

I poked my finger into her pussy while she considered the possibilities.

Then she grinned, "I think 'W' will be nice."

We didn't get that far, she exploded on the letter S! I had a job keeping her still, her orgasm so intense, but as she wound down I slowly worked through to the letter Z where she asked me to remain until she came again. I remember her lack of surprise when I probed a gentle finger into her tight little asshole. She shared with me later that she lost her anal virginity only days after her vaginal one. I vowed to fuck her in the ass before I left the island, a promise I regrettably never kept, Sara's pussy kept me too occupied!

She kissed my wet face passionately when I returned from her steamy private jungle. This was the type of safari I enjoyed, the pussy cat very well tamed!

"Caribbean films have proper fucking," she remarked a little breathlessly, pointing to the obviously faked screen coupling which had half her attention.

"I'll pay if you want see some real fucking," I suggested, picking up the remote, but she shook her head and grinned and, holding my stiff cock erect, installed another condom with her mouth, and promptly climbed on top of me. She kissed my lips wetly and we both gasped as she slithered down my pole.

"This real Caribbean fucking!" she grinned in my face, "And thank you for the alphabet thing, I must tell Mart about that."

And real fuck it was, in anyone's country! For a while her tight pussy assaulted me from above while I supported her bouncing breasts, she squealing in delight when I chewed on the nearest nipple. Simone then leapt off me and presented her ass in the air and for a moment I wondered if she wanted me to take her anally, but she held open her bright pink pussy lips in invitation. I took her sweet young cunt deeply from behind while she rapidly frigged herself to a third noisy orgasm. I don't climax easily again so soon with condoms so, while she calmed down I took the opportunity of once again exploring her intriguing honey pot with my tongue, my nose buried in the musky aroma of her curly pubic hair, finally teasing her tiny clitoris to another, but quieter, orgasm.

Most girls I know love to be kissed while having sex and Simone was no exception. She glued herself to my mouth when I turned her over on to her back and swiftly entered her again, this time holding her legs in the air, with her hands held down overhead on the pillow. My tongue made love to her mouth in time with my deep thrusting lower down. In this position her youthful vaginal walls were gripping me tightly but when she sensed I was ready to cum she pushed me away.

"Cum! I want to see you cum!" she cried and pointed to her dark sweating breasts.

Immediately catching on, I whipped off the condom and she watched intently as I squirted my cream up the length of her body, making sure I covered those gorgeous young dark tits, one spurt settling neatly under her chin. To cap the erotic occasion she put one finger into a small dollop next to her right nipple and placed it between her lips! This girl obviously watched too much porn at home!

Before now I have jetted my spunk over deeply tanned bodies, but seeing my cum plastered over the glowing dusky skin of this young horny woman made me squeeze out the final drops with even more determination. She was still high as a kite, and with sheer delight I watched her massage my spunk into her tits with one hand, paying careful attention to her engorged nipples, while with the other she frigged herself off into yet another grateful climax. To add icing to the cake, she finally leant over me and licked the remainder of the cum off my shrinking member.

"If all the women on this island like sex as much as you do, I think I shall come and live here," I laughed, still a little out of breath.

She replied, her tongue exploring my shaft and which still refused to slacken most of its rigidity, "From what my friends tell me, I am quite normal. We all love to have sex, as often as possible. And not just with our own boyfriends."

After a quick fondle in another much needed shower we both fell naked, body to body into an exhausted sleep; after all she had been working, and I'd had to struggle through a day's thrilling cricket viewing!

We fucked yet again when she woke me at dawn, pushing herself back on to me after finding me erect. Being a morning person it didn't take much persuasion to fill her with some freshly brewed man-juice while she joyfully played with herself. While lying together, our juices seeping out onto the already dampened sheet, my brain returned to its allocated position in my anatomy and I solemnly considered the stupidity of not using my one remaining condom; but Simone assured me she was clean and on the pill. Also I felt further relief knowing I was safe myself.

"Cum is much nicer without rubber," she declared, heading for the bedside coffee pot while clutching a tissue between her thighs.

I soon forgot the condom issue (forgive the pun) and was standing shaving in the bathroom when this delightful teenager surprised me yet again by squatting down and delving into the front of my boxers, feeding my limp cock into her mouth.

"This is to say thank you for my first white cock."

Despite the early morning encounter I hardened instantly on her tongue. "You said thank you last night Simone, three times to be precise."

Erotically she held the head of my cock against her tongue as she looked up at me, vigorously shaking her head, "No, no. Yesterday I wanted to fuck, you wanted to fuck, and we did fuck. This..." she paused, with a long lick over my balls and up the length of my shaft, "...this is to say thank you mister thick white cock. Now I'll give you a Bajan blowjob."

For the uninitiated who have never been to the Caribbean, a local blowjob is cocksucking a la crème. Apparently, as today I discovered to my pleasure, the woman (or male if that's your choice) performs half the job before her man prepares her some breakfast, his reward for that being 'full' completion afterward. Then she sends him satisfied off to work. After ordering room service, Simone used fingers, tongue and mouth, not forgetting the little finger in my small round hole, and quickly brought me close to the point of no return. At the knock on the door she stopped and hid in the bathroom while our breakfast was wheeled in.

"Now we eat!"

Confined to that small room, I remembered struggling through croissants and coffee in total discomfort and frustration, but the wait was well worth it. Half an hour later she sat on the bed as I held her head, fucked her mouth and exploded into her throat with a pent-up force way beyond anything I could ever have imagined. And that says a lot because I have had the pleasure of a few very sexy mouths wrapped around my cock. As she sucked out the last drops I had to ask her to stop, the excitement had turned into extreme sensitivity! And to complete the picture she merrily gulped the lot down with a huge grin! And poked out her pink tongue to prove it!

I took her hands in mine, "Simone, as you will probably guess I have had many, many blowjobs but I cross my heart when I say that was the best cock sucking I have ever known."

She grinned, licking the remainder of my spunk from her lips.

"Where did you learn to do that?"

"I'll tell you a little secret. Although I promised myself I wouldn't have sex until I was seventeen I sucked off my first boy when I was twelve. So I have had plenty of time to get it right."

"Wow, how old was he?"

"He was twelve too, in the same class as me. It only lasted a couple of minutes and it was very messy. But the boy, even though we didn't know what we were doing, obviously enjoyed it so much that we did it again. And again!"

"I bet." I laughed, thinking to myself I wish this girl had sucked my cock when I was twelve. At that age I was still exploring the wonders of self-satisfaction!

"Then he told his older brother about it and naturally he wanted his share and he taught me how to do it properly."

"Did he try to fuck you?"

"Of course he did, and his younger brother. It was only by giving them blowjobs that I managed to last out until I was seventeen. I promised him he would be the first."

"And was he?" Miraculously my cock was still hard, possibly assisted by the fact that, while she was talking, Simone was gently licking my balls!

"Yes. And before you ask, it was very good. He was already quite experienced because he had already been fucking other girls for a year or so himself."

As Simone sensed my increasing desire, she stroked me a little more firmly, "When did you lose your virginity, Tom?"

I recalled that night in the tent with one of my childhood sweethearts, "I was sixteen and Carol was two years older. Like your boyfriend's older brother she was more experienced than me."

With her spare hand Simone was softly exploring her wet pussy, I was still as hard as iron in her hand.

"Fancy another fuck, Simone?"

"I would love to, Tom, but I better get back home and see what Mart is up to, then I have to work."

"Sleeping, if he has any sense. He must be missing you."

Simone looked at me curiously, "I doubt that if he has the woman in bed with him that I think he has."