Ally and Jacques woke from their afternoon nap feeling a sense of peace and relaxation only a really good fucking could give. They were refreshed and slowly caressed one another's naked bodies. A soft hand and tender fingers outlined Ally's areola. The little bumps on it firmed, along with her nipple. She looked at him wistfully and said, "if you keep that up we'll never get out of here for dinner." He understood she was hungry so he got up and started dressing.
He suggested she put on the yellow sundress she had worn when she arrived. It was Ally's little "fuck me" dress that was so short it barely covered her ass. He then suggested she not wear her panties, now that was getting daring. St. Lucia had a lot of visitors, so it might not cause a big stir since people saw everything down on the beaches anyway.
He took her to The Bistro, a six-table French restaurant where he was part owner. The wait staff greeted him warmly, and the females jealously eyed Ally. They were all beautiful, a mix of European and island women who looked more like models, but they knew how to serve. She wondered how Jacques had lured them into working for him. This evening only two other couples were dining, very wealthy Americans who had their young things draped on them.
As Ally sat, Jacques caressed her bottom and left his hand under her ass cheek. She wondered what this was about but played along. The waitresses pretended not to notice as his hand slid slowly toward her pussy. It was not covered by her dress and was open for the Americans to enjoy. They each did a double-take on seeing her legs spread and her cunt exposed to them. Her neatly trimmed bush and well-oiled lips certainly affected their appetites and they quickly paid their bills, pulled their sweet things close, and headed back to their villas.
Jacques's fingers found her wet pussy and he massaged the outer lips just as the wine was served. He toasted her and said, "the night is young my sweet slut, I hope you enjoy being exposed and fucked all over the island." She felt a deep thrill at the wild night they would have and what might come. Ally took his finger and put it deep inside so he would not doubt her approval. The wait staff had disappeared, except for Jeannine, a tall, beautiful, black girl who smiled warmly at them as she stood in front of the table and began undressing.
Ally was mesmerized as Jeannine slowly removed her top, exposing beautiful ebony breasts with deep chocolate areola. Jacques motioned her over and held her right breast in his hand and then twisted the nipple. She giggled and lustily asked for more. Jacques looked at Ally and said, suck her beautiful tits, my dear. Ally leaned forward, with Jacques's finger still working inside her, and nuzzled Jeannine's tit then inhaled her deep brown nipple. She just about buckled and Ally couldn't help but gush her come down her leg, it was all so fucking hot. She could hardly believe it was happening in public, how incredibly wicked
Jeanine put her top back on and kissed Ally lightly on the lips. She said "I look forward to seeing more of you on this trip. I owe Jacques $10 because he bet you would come when you sucked on my nipple. He seems to know you pretty well, maybe someday he will know me that well too. All I can say is you are a lucky woman. Every girl on this staff wants to be his special woman and we can see why you fill that role. Enjoy your evening." The lights seemed to grow brighter and the first course was served. Ally stepped away to go clean up.
Jeannine went with her and stopped her from washing herself. She knelt in front of Ally and gently licked up all of her come, from the ankles up to her pussy lips. She stopped there and sucked in those lips and suckled them for a minute. Ally could feel her growing tension and her hips arched toward Jeannine's mouth. She took this as a sign to move up to Ally's bud and she skillfully sucked it in, twirled her tongue around it, and then sucked hard and released. She did this again and again, all the while circling her clit with her tongue. Ally couldn't control herself and she fell into Jeannine and collapsed on her as her knees gave way to the pleasure.
She heard clapping coming from the bathroom door as Jacques and several of the waitresses had been watching and lustily approved. Ally came again as she realized they had been watching the whole thing, oh she was a fucking, whore slut and she was delighted Jacques had set this up. Her ebony mistress cleaned her up gently and thoroughly, bringing an added spasm from time to time. She relished the moment and as she went to enjoy her meal, she started gathering ideas of how she might get Jacques back.
Part 2
After finishing the Accra, Bouyon, and coconut curry crab they were renewed with energy and ready to hit the clubs. Ally grabbed Jacques' hand and pulled him along the narrow streets. The night had settled fully on the Island and there were shadows and nooks and crannies along the road. She then took her left hand and grabbed Jacques' crotch and pushed him into a darkened alley.
Car lights would illuminate the alley for a second but the shadows remained, camouflaging their activity. Ally pulled his belt free and undid his pants and zipper. She then dropped them and saw he was commando. He couldn't go anywhere like he was and she had him right where she wanted. His dick was not yet firm but neither was it flaccid. She intended to change that. She squatted in front of him and stroked his penis while spreading her saliva all over his glans. She then took her fingers and made a little cave with them. She gently pushed it over his growing manhood and started fucking her hand with his stiffening cock. She kept adding spit and it wasn't long until he started to thrust into her hand.
The lights would hit the alley and they would freeze and then break into giggles. They hoped nobody would walk by and see them. They did hear voices from time to time and again froze and waited until they passed. Ally knew Jacques could hold back a long time, but she wanted to make this a unique experience for him. One potentially quite daring. She stood up, turned around, and bent over. She guided his thick cock into her still moist cunt and started dragging him out of the alley. He knew she would take him onto the street with his penis in her sweet pussy. He grabbed her hips and started violently thrusting while trying to hold her still. He had to come before she exited the alley.
Jacques's legendary control gave way to the raw instincts and the lust of the moment. He pictured her with Jeanine's nipple in her mouth, with her come flooding over his fingers, and the image of Jeanine sucking Ally's pussy until she came. All these images and her tight, tight hole brought him to climax and he purposely pulled out to spatter her sweet ass with his come. He used his dick to spread it all around and even down into the crack leading to her asshole. She had put him in a tough but thrilling spot. How was she going to enjoy walking around with is spunk all over her ass?
She stopped and grabbed his penis. They were on the edge of the alley and anyone could see them in the right light. She wouldn't move and then said to him. I want you to lick it all off my ass so it is spotless. We won't go anywhere til you do. He was sure they would be arrested, but he did as she asked and started licking as quickly as he could. She bent over and said now be sure to clean all around my asshole, you made a mess of it. He did so, rimming her rosebud and thrusting his tongue into her from time to time.
She let out a moan and saw someone turn to look. She shoved her ass in his face and knocked him over. The person didn't see the commotion and carried on their way. He got off his rear and pulled his pants up. They scurried out of the alley and as they looked up saw a smiling face in an upper window. Somebody had gotten a cheap but ribald show. They laughed and nodded to the person, who gave a thumbs up and cheeky wave.
They wandered in and out of the back passages and wound up at Club Coco. They were greeted with a wall of sound and their bodies started responding to the beat. It was an African sound, seemingly tribal but the pulsing was quite moving. They moved to the back of the club, which opened to a large outside patio, bar, and Coco Beach. It was secluded and only accessible through the club. Jacques had bought the back patio for the evening and of course, access to the beach. He had also invited a select group of friends to join them.