Jamaican Beauties Jaunt Ch. 05

Denise turned sideways and grabbed Michelle's hips twisting her until they were facing each other. She took Michelle's wrists, raised her hands, and pulled them to her bared breasts as she continued to dance for her.

When the hip-hop song ended, Denise exclaimed, "Let's take a break and cool off," before she picked up her blouse, draped it over her shoulders like a cape, turned, and walked over to the table.

Following Denise's lead, they all stood around the table sipping from their wine glasses as Michelle, with Jackson nodding his concurrence, talked about how exhilarating and sensual it was watching Denise dance.

Denise turned to Michelle, who was clearly sweating, and asked, "If you're hot, why don't you unbutton your blouse?"

Michelle obediently complied with her request. Denise laid her own blouse on her chair, grabbed Michelle's hand, and dragged her back to the secluded spot at the end of the bar, between their table and the back wall.

Denise faced Michelle and danced to a Rumba that had started while she was coaxing Michelle to join her. By the time Andrew and Jackson where positioned to provide cover and take pictures the girls were laughing and dancing together.

Urging Michelle to loosen up and have some fun, Denise told her, "No one else can see you, go ahead and be free, take off your bra, you'll love the freedom of dancing without it."

Perhaps it was the wine, perhaps it was the atmosphere, or perhaps it was just Denise, but Michelle didn't argue, she simply reached under her unbuttoned, sleeveless blouse, undid the three hooks at the back of her bra, slipped the shoulder straps through the sleeve holes of her blouse and off her arms, and shimmied until the bra dropped to the ground and her full, round breasts swayed freely as she danced with Denise.

Andrew grabbed the discarded bra and sat it in a chair at their table, taking the opportunity to photograph Denise from behind Michelle, capturing the view that Michelle seemed to be enjoying. That picture turned out to be Michelle's favorite. She had it enlarged, framed, and hung over a small table in her bedroom.

When Andrew returned to a position that hid the ladies from the rest of the room, Denise reached out and pulled Michelle to her. As they kissed, their breasts mashed together. Denise, realizing that Michelle's blouse was unbuttoned and open, grabbed it by the shoulders and pulled it back, baring Michelle's shoulders. She paused, giving Michelle an opportunity to object and, when no move was forthcoming to stop her, Denise yanked the blouse off Michelle's back, down her arms, and let it fall onto the floor. The ladies danced with their breasts and lips pressed together while Jackson grabbed the blouse and laid it on the chair with Michelle's bra.

A calypso began and Andrew had an idea. He yelled to Denise, "I think it would be a great photograph if you two did the Jamaican Bacchanal poster."

Michelle looked confused and Denise explained, "If you don't mind facing the camera, topless, with your arms raised, it would be a great photograph, are you game?"

Caught up in the emotion of the moment Michelle nodded her head and almost shouted, "Let's do it!"

Andrew quickly positioned them and explained how he wanted them to pose. Once they were in position, arms raised, hands clasped with fingers intertwined, breasts thrust forward, heads back, eyes looking skyward, and smiles on their faces, he and Jackson took turns taking a dozen photographs each as they quickly moved from position to position.

Fearing someone may have seen them, Jackson suggested they should go back to the table and cover up.

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Nude Pact

The women draped their blouses over their shoulders like capes and neither bothered to button or close the fronts. With their breasts exposed, they sipped their wine and enjoyed Denise and Andrew's stories about the Bacchanal poster and their attempted reconstruction of the poster.

At the end of the story Michelle said, "You have been wonderful. You have posed anyway I've requested, and even more. But it's still my heart's desire to have a photo of you naked."

Denise, felt a little jaded when, without hesitation she said, "Would it be acceptable if I wore my heels and stockings?"

"You'd really pose naked for me?"

"That was my promise, but it would be difficult for me to remove my stockings."

"A photograph of you wearing only your heels and stockings would be beautiful."

"I'll be happy to do it, but I also want one with you standing next to me."

"Naked?"

"Any way you wish."

Michelle took a big gulp courage from her wine glass before nodding her head as she said, "Okay, I'll do it."

Andrew went to the bar and returned with four fresh glasses of wine. Again, he had instructions from the bartender, "We only have about fifteen minutes before the second bartender comes on duty and he will probably complain to the bouncers about you being undressed."

"Okay," Denise whispered to Andrew, "Then, let's get this done before he shows up."

Andrew motioned to Jackson who stood up and came around the table.

Denise looked toward Andrew and then Michelle as she explained, "I'm sorry, but Andrew says a new bartender will be coming on duty soon. We're going to have to take the photographs right away or not at all."

Michelle, who was still talking herself into fulfilling her overzealous commitment to pose naked with Denise, took a deep breath hoping for courage before she answered, "Then let's get to it."

Andrew leaned down between them and explained his plan, "If you two wouldn't mind, I'd like you to leave your tops on over your shoulders. That way we can take a series of photographs, a strip tease, if you will."

"Sounds exciting," Denise chirped.

Denise's nonchalant and cheerful acceptance of Andrew's request gave Michelle the encouragement for which she had been searching. Once Michelle was standing next to Denise things were more comfortable but also became a blur. If it hadn't been for the photographs Andrew took on her camera Michelle would not have known what she did and, in fact, she didn't fully comprehend everything she'd done until she received the CD from Denise.

Jackson and Andrew each took over fifty photographs as the spectacular Jamaican and stunning large breasted, wide hipped American stripped and posed. The ladies began to dance with their blouses draped over their shoulders covering their large breasts and hard nipples. Quickly they opened and shed their blouses before posing beside one another and then kissing and fondling each other.

The next series of photos showed two topless women facing the camera with their fingers hooked into the waistbands of their skirts, a sequence showed them pushing their skirts to their hips, thighs, knees, ankles, the floor, and kicking them away. They were both wearing shoes, Denise in heels and hold up stockings and Michelle in sandals. They stood side by side, feet spread apart, smiling, and waving to the cameras.

The last few photographs showed the two women taking turns standing behind each other, arms reaching around the other's waist, and finger fucking their wet pussies while they tried to continue dancing.

At that point, fearing the new bartender was on his way, the very disappointed bartender told Andrew, " Me tink cris t'ings need dress and oonu a-go yu table a'ready," and Andrew informed the ladies "The bartender thinks you need to cover up and we should get back to the table soon."

Denise told Andrew and Michelle, "Take several of me alone, posing any way Michelle wishes, so she will have some pictures of me alone to hold over me."

Michelle gave directions and Denise, her sweat covered body glistening under the lights, posed and smiled, while Andrew photographed her, wishing he could have copies for his portfolio. Soon, Jackson urged them to finish quickly and the ladies looked at one another communicating nonverbally, laughed, and walked, naked, to their table, sat in their chairs, and drank their wine while they waited for the guys to bring their clothes to them.

Thankfully, they both donned their blouses and skirts before the second bartender arrived. Michelle, choosing to be as uninhibited as her new Jamaican friend was, shoved her bra into her purse with her panties rather than putting it back on.

Denise took the camera from Andrew, turned toward Michelle, put the camera in her hand, and told her, "I kept my promise to you. You now have your own set of pictures of me to use as leverage against me. I will not release any photograph with you in it without first getting your permission. I expect that you will do the same with the photos in your camera and on the CD that I will mail to you. Since we will each have a set of photographs from our sessions, we now have a standoff, a mutually assured destruction pact. If I release an embarrassing photo of you, you can counter by releasing one or more of me."

Michelle thought about it for a second, and nodded her agreement as she added, "But, you HAVE to send me your photos! I just have to have them so I can prove to my friends how much fun I had with a beautiful, naked, Jamaican lady."

"I promise, the CD will be in the mail tomorrow," Denise said with a smile before she leaned over and gave Michelle a reassuring hug.

Michelle returned Denise's hug and added a kiss.

"Well as much as I'd love to spend the rest of the night with you," Michelle said with a wink and a smile, "I need to get back with my group before they come looking for me. I had a wonderful time. Thank you all for being so kind and giving me a memory of Jamaica I will never forget."

Michelle hugged and kissed Andrew and Jackson on their cheeks and turned to Denise. As she wrapped her arms around Denise's waist and pulled their unencumbered breasts together, she kissed her gently and said, "You are truly a Jamaican beauty and I will never forget you or my trip to Jamaica. And remember, I meant it, my bed is yours any time you want it."

Denise returned her kiss and said, "I have your address and you will soon have mine along with a collection of erotic photographs. Remember, I too meant it when I said I would love to show you more of Jamaica."

They kissed long, hard, and deep before Michelle turned and walked to the table across the room where her friends were sitting, oblivious as to what she had been doing by the bar.

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Club Dance (Task #3)

Denise was happy and satisfied as she sipped her wine. She knew she had already accomplished the fifth challenge. She could go back to her apartment, post the photos, and write an email about her feelings, explaining that it wouldn't have been safe to strip on the dance floor, yet she found this woman, a friend, and danced with her at the bar. That would be the end of it; Will would be satisfied because she had been uninhibited, no one would be the wiser, and she'd be on her way to the next challenge.

However, it would be a lie, and her father and mother had both taught her to loathe liars. Besides, as her mother had told her, why even start the challenge if she didn't intend to do anything and everything necessary to win all seven challenges.

Denise steeled herself to continue the challenge, despite being haunted much of the evening with the thought that someone she knew would see her and would criticize her dress, or lack of it, or ridicule her appearance and behavior. Yet, with her mother's voice urging her to loosen up, and remembering the thrill she felt standing naked in front of the club, having sex with Michelle at the bar, and posing naked for Michelle, Denise decided she wanted, and was ready to take on the last part of the challenge. Thus, she asked Andrew, "Will you dance with me?"

When Andrew stood, Denise looked to Jackson and requested, "Would you mind getting into position to take photographs as I dance with Andrew and, if it's safe, complete the third task of my challenge?"

Jackson, smiled, nodded, and stood, camera at the ready.

Denise rose and requested Andrew, "Please stay as close to me as you can." She looked to Jackson and directed, "Be absolutely sure you have us both in the frame when you take a photograph."

The room was beginning to fill with tourists, there were about a twenty people on the dance floor, but Denise found an open space near the back wall where it was less likely other customers would notice them. As she danced with Andrew, Denise easily managed to reenter her seduction dream of dancing on the balcony overlooking a waterfall and trying to seduce Will. With her eyes closed and a Mambo playing in the club, she moved around the small area of the dance floor by the wall and let her unbuttoned blouse fall open.

Jackson was in position to take photos of her dancing with her breasts exposed and he knelt to photograph her just as she removed her blouse and tossed it toward him. Draping the blouse over his arm, Jackson followed his friends around their small area of the dance floor in the back corner of the club.

Denise was physically dancing topless with Andrew, but in her mind, she was again dancing before Will, attempting to seduce him into joining her in her bed. She never considered that, until the previous week, she would have been dreaming of dancing for her father, striving and yearning for his praise.

As she put her hands on the waistband of her skirt, her former friends from Arts School, who had come into the nightclub earlier while Denise was talking with Michelle, danced near her. Vondra, her former roommate and self-acclaimed best friend shouted to two other girls, "Lawd, koo pah di skettle wid di big batty."

Denise frowned knowing Vondra had called to her friends saying, "Lord, look at the slut with a big butt," but she continued dancing.

Vondra, next complained, "Why would a big, uncoordinated cow expose her ugly and out of proportion body to everyone?"

Danielle, a friend of Denise's former Arts School roommate replied, "Yuck! I can't stand looking at that big and ungainly dancing cow, especially with her big, bouncing tits exposed. Let's get out of here."

Joelle, another friend of her former Arts School roommate, chimed in, "She never had any fashion sense, and I guess she hasn't common sense either. What else would explain her forcing us to look at her out-of-proportion body with that big wobbling butt and those huge, giggling utters?"

As the girls turned to leave, Vondra announced, "It's always the ugly girl that makes the most effort to get noticed."

Denise managed to keep dancing and, invoking all of what remained of her will power, whispered, "All or nothing," as she forced her hands to push her skirt down to her knees, and let it fall to the floor.

Andrew quickly picked up her skirt and stepped closer to her, primarily in case she needed help, and secondarily to make sure he would be within frame when Jackson photographed them. The men and women watching as she danced, stared at either her marvelous breasts, with their clearly erect nipples, or her trimmed pubic hair and exposed lips. In a few cases, onlookers were bobbing their heads up and down, as if viewing a vertical tennis match, in an attempt to stare at both.

Whispering repeatedly, "All or nothing," Denise forced herself to turn around, moving her feet in time to the music, and allowing Jackson to photograph her naked body from every side. That in turn, allowed every man on the dance floor their hoped for opportunity to see her bubble butt, huge boobs, and bared pussy.

In a whisper, she told Andrew, "I'm going to dance the rest of this song and one more. That's all I can do. Tell Jackson to take as many photos as he can. Then stay close and dance with me."

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Her Finale

Andrew waved Jackson over, handed him Denise's skirt, and relayed her instructions. He stayed near Denise as they danced around their small section of the dance floor. When the music changed, Andrew stepped behind Denise, put his arms on her hips, and attempted to encourage her, whispering, "If this is to be your last dance, make it your best."

Denise pulled Andrew's arms around her waist, and led him in a Salsa as they circled the small dance area. Seeing Jackson taking photographs of them, she chanted aloud, "All or nothing," as she placed Andrew's left hand on her left breast and his right hand on her shaved labia, before she again circled their part of the dance floor.

Denise no longer felt like the seductive maiden she'd been in her dream-state the last time she'd danced with Andrew. Rather, she felt like a big, ugly, oversexed cow. Instead of hearing the cheers from the crowd, (they'd remained quiet because they didn't want the bouncers to notice Denise and make her dress and leave,) she only heard the comments from her supposed friends echoing in her head. As she completed her small circle in her space on the dance floor, she knew she'd completed the challenge. However, she began to feel her shame at exposing her "ugly and out of proportion body" and was considering giving up the Seven Progressive Challenges.

Again facing Jackson, she forced a smile and waved both arms in the air. She turned her head to Andrew and remembering her pledge to do everything necessary to prove unequivocally she'd accomplish Will's fifth challenge, she instructed, "Help me finish this dance. Pinch my nipple until it's hard. Finger my quim until it's wet. Help me forget. I have to finish this. Please! Help me."

Andrew did as she instructed, not enjoying the feeling, not liking that she was in such emotional pain. He danced her around the floor and debated his options, "She's in so much pain right now, and yet she's compelled to complete the dare. I should just get her out of here, but that might make things worse. Then she wouldn't complete the dare. So, I'll do what she asked me to do. I'll help get her quim wet while we finish this dance. I just pray she knows what she's doing and understands why I felt I had to help."

The song soon ended and so did Denise's naked dance on the crowded dance floor. She and Andrew were near Jackson on the edge of the dance floor. Andrew, to his surprise, had fingered Denise to several obvious, shuttering, orgasms while they danced. He released her nipple, withdrew his fingers from her wetness, and stood next to her with his arm around her shoulder.

Without regard to her exposure, Denise took her skirt from Jackson, stepped into it, and pulled it up over her hips. After tying the skirt around her waist, she lifted her blouse from Jackson's arm, and, as she walked back to their table, put her arms through the sleeve holes and pulled it up onto her shoulders.

When Andrew and Jackson arrived at the table, she retrieved her clutch purse from Jackson's camera bag, pulled out enough bills to cover their entrance fees, all their drinks, and the tip, and dropped the bills on the table. She turned to Jackson and held her hand out for the camera's Memory card. With tears running down her cheeks, she kissed them both and thanked them for all their help. Then, without a goodbye, she left the club.

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Walking to her apartment was quick, quiet, and uneventful. Denise was not in the mood to have anyone bother her or to talk with anyone and that was quite evident to everyone she passed. As soon as she returned to her apartment, Denise dispassionately selected the required photographs, prepared, and emailed Will the proof that she had successfully completed the fifth challenge.

Her email explained that as she was posing outside the club and at the bar that evening her nipples were rock hard and her thighs were covered with her own juices. It talked about her thrill at having a lesbian encounter in public and her surprise at having an orgasm while she was, "with a woman AND in public." The email even contained an admission that at several points during the evening she was so excited that, at those moments, she might, with only a little convincing, have agreed to have sex with anyone that asked her to so. It ended with a description of how exciting she had been while dancing topless and then naked as everyone watched.