Puerto Rico Seduction

This is part 3 of four in this series. It will make more sense if you read the first two parts for context, but in case you choose not to...Diane has been visiting Puerto Rico for several days on a business trip with her husband, who is now returning home while she remains for two more days. She was drugged and seduced during those first few days by Carlos, the hotel manager, and then blackmailed into further sex. Now, however, she is here by her own choice.

TWO DAYS IN PUERTO RICO

Diane watched the door to the suite close and sighed deeply. She had so many doubts, pushed aside in her mind by a gnawing need that she couldn't resist. Her husband wasn't stupid, or oblivious. He knew that something was off with her. He knew her past, so he could guess what it might be. And he loved her enough to give her these two days to resolve it one way or the other.

Driving those thoughts from her mind, she began to get ready for Carlos, not knowing when he would arrive. She showered and did the usual personal maintenance, shaving what needed to be shaved so she was smooth and bare for him. Then she curled her hair so there was a gentle wave in it. She knew he liked her long black hair and wanted it to look special. Makeup next, not too much but enough to highlight her eyes and mouth. She flushed as she wondered how long the lipstick would hold up under his kisses, or other activities.

Time to pick out something to wear - she had brought several negligees and she chose the longest one because it was very sheer, almost not worth wearing. But she wanted to wear something, and she also wanted him to see her body. 'Yes, this one.' Putting it on she examined herself in the mirror and was pleased with what she saw. 'Not bad for an old lady of 32,' she told the mirror for the second time this trip.

Diane had no way of knowing that Carlos was watching her as she spoke, impressed by how much effort the beautiful woman was putting into her preparations. She would be a willing, no - eager - participant in what he had planned. For now though, he would let her wait, her anticipation building. The wait would make the experience better for him too. He wondered if the erection he had from watching her now would go down before he went to her in a few hours.

Diane remembered to put the DO NOT DISTURB sign on the door, not wanting anything like housekeeping to delay Carlos and then settled back on the bed. She tried watching television, but her mind couldn't focus on it. At 9:00 she decided to check in with her mother and say hello to Chloe. She should be able to do that quickly. As it turned out, her mother was in a chatty mood and Diane had to end the call by saying she had an appointment to get her nails done. She was already late and had to go!

It was 11:00 when she heard the front door to the suite open. Putting on the white stilettos that she knew Carlos liked, she walked quickly into the outer room, her negligee flowing behind her, the material in front stretched across her full breasts. Carlos stepped into the room, closing and locking the door behind himself and turning just in time to take her into his arms as she ran to him. Diane stretched up, her arms going around his neck, and Carlos bent down to meet her hungry kiss. Carlos' hands went behind her to hold her but soon slid down her back to massage the cheeks of her full ass. Diane pressed against him in response, her heavy breasts flattened against his belly. Through his trousers she could feel the hardness of his erection against her stomach and her arousal grew as a vision of it swam into her mind.

As they broke the kiss Carlos held her away and admired her negligee. "I like your choice of outfit," he told her. "It hides and reveals at the same time."

"I wore it just for you," she told him huskily, her voice dripping with desire. "I hope you like it from this side as well," she said, turning so he could admire her backside in the sheer garment.

Carlos stepped up to her, his arms going around her as he bent to nuzzle at her neck. Diane moaned at the feel of his mouth on the sensitive flesh there and almost purred as his hands moved up to cover her full breasts through the silky outfit. His hands were large enough to fully capture each breast and massage them as he licked and kissed her neck and shoulder. Diane pressed back against his erection; even with the four-inch heels the hardness was at the top of the crease of her rear and her lower back. It felt every bit as huge as she knew it was, making Diane's mind spin.

One of Carlos' hands left her breast to run down her flank and onto her hip. Diane's breath caught as she waited for the hand to move inward to her mound. Eventually it did, and she moaned as he cupped her there. He could feel her dampness through the sheer gown and knew she wanted him badly. He pulled the negligee up, but it was too long for him to expose her that way.

"This is lovely on you, but now it must come off," he told her, pulling the delicate garment up with both hands. Diane gathered the flimsy material in her hands and pulled it over her head, dropping it to the floor. Carlos' hands found her now-bare breast and mound again and resumed caressing her. She gasped as one finger slid across her opening and then her clit, gliding smoothly in the copious lubrication her body was excreting.

"Oh, Carlos," she murmured as he massaged her breast and stroked her clit. Diane's hand went behind her to feel his erection, tracing the incredible length of it through his trousers. She fumbled for his zipper in the clumsy position, distracted by his fingers, but found it and pulled it down. Her hand slid inside the opening and felt the hot, hard flesh of his cock.

"Let's go to the bed," she suggested in a lust-hoarsened voice, desperate for the long shaft to be inside her.

"No, my sweet," Carlos told her. "We will stay here for this. Do not worry, you will probably spend much of the next two days in bed." His fingers stroked her clit and she moaned, and moaned even louder as he penetrated her with two digits. Diane's hand tightened on his cock and pulled it from his trousers.

"I....I need your cock in me," she panted out as he inflamed her more.

"Bend over," Carlos coaxed her. Diane bent at the waist, opening herself to him as she released his erection. Carlos moved to her, dipped down and found her soaking-wet opening with the huge shaft. He nudged forward and Diane groaned as she felt what she wanted so badly.

"Oh, yes, give it to me," she begged him. "Give me that beautiful cock...I need it so much."

Carlos pushed forward, his length sliding halfway into her. "Oh, god yes!" Diane moaned as he penetrated her. Carlos rocked back and forward again, going deeper still, to Diane's great pleasure. He rolled her clit with his fingers as he began to fuck her, now going in with the full length of his shaft. His other hand mauled her breast, capturing a hard nipple between two fingers.

"Mmm, fuck me with that beautiful thing!" Diane urged him. She had built her desire up so much all morning that her climax came suddenly, making her whole body shake with pleasure.

"Oh god....that's so nice! So wonderful! I love your cock in me..."

Carlos fucked her slowly until her breathing grew calmer and then stepped back, his length sliding from her. Diane straightened and turned, delighted to see the shaft still hard, glistening with her juices.

"It is my turn now," Carlos told her in a rough voice. He sensed that this lovely woman wanted, no - needed - to be dominated. He pressed down on her shoulders as he said, "Pleasure me, Diane." Diane sank to her knees on the carpet and reached out for the long rod pointing at her face. She held it as if she were worshipping it for a moment, until her tongue snaked out to lick at the bulbous head. She licked all around the crown and moved down to run her tongue along his length. She tasted the sharp tang of herself as she licked at the thing that had just given her so much pleasure.

Carlos watched the stunning woman lick his cock with rapt attention. She was easily the most beautiful woman he had ever bedded, perhaps that he had ever seen, and watching her tongue wrap around the head of HIS cock was amazing. She looked up at him with eyes that said she loved her task of bringing him pleasure. Her breasts - fantastic breasts! - swayed on her chest as her head shifted so she could lick him everywhere.

Done licking, and having wet his cock everywhere, Diane now pursed her lips and kissed the tip of Carlos' cock, letting her lips slide down it infinitesimally. His hips lurched at the sensation but he resisted the urge to plunge into her mouth; no, let her perform her art. She kissed the head a few more times, her lips almost enveloping it completely on the last kiss and then licked her way down that long shaft again. This time she continued downward, licking the heavy balls that were hanging below, while her hand slid up and down his wet rod. His balls are huge too, she thought, licking them and sucking one into her mouth. Carlos groaned as she ran her tongue over the roundness that almost filled her mouth.

Diane's face was enveloped in the masculine flesh of Carlos' cock and balls as she sucked one of the orbs. The musky scent of him filled her senses, his cock laying heavily across her face while she went from one to the other. Inhaling deeply, she felt her arousal build, making her think she could climax again just from sucking him. The sexual aura Carlos exuded was overpowering, and she was drowning in it.

Her desire to have that cock in her, it didn't matter where, sent Diane back up the shaft to nurse at the head of his cock again. Carlos welcomed the feel of her lips as they slid over the sensitive glans. He looked down and found himself looking into Diane's eyes. There was a hunger in them he had rarely seen in a woman. And they were so beautiful! She had obviously done her eye makeup carefully for him. Now he noticed that her hair had been curled and her other makeup done dramatically, getting ready and looking her best for her lover. The black pearl necklace dangling between her lovely breasts was a nice accessory too. Diane watched him as her lips quickly slid a few inches down, stretched with his girth. She pulled back up, nursed at the head of his cock and slid down again, making Carlos groan in pleasure and anticipation of her taking all of him.

"What a beautiful cock," she said softly, looking up at him from her kneeling position. "I love it."

Holding him with both hands, Diane began sucking the top few inches of Carlos' cock, using her tongue and lips on him. Carlos groaned in pleasure as she worked on him but wanted more. Her top hand went to his thigh, she was holding him with one hand at the base of his cock now as she pushed her lips down the long shaft. He felt the end of his cock go into the beginning of her throat and saw her almost choke, her eyes widening. She pulled back and resumed sucking just the first six inches of the big shaft. Carlos' hand went to the back of Diane's head and gently urged her toward him until he was reaching her throat with every bob of her head. His breath was deep and slow, anticipating what might come next.

"Uh...yes....ohhh...yes, suck that cock. Take it my lovely...ohhh...more...take more...yes.." he hissed.

Diane took her other hand off the cock; now just her mouth was on Carlos' cock, her hands holding him by his thighs. She was breathing through her nose, her mouth sealed around his hardness. That mouth moved up and down the long shaft more quickly but she still did not take all of his length.

"I..I can't do it," she told him, choking from the bulk of him. "It's as if you've gotten even bigger.."

Carlos looked down at her, on her knees in front of him, his cock looming over her.

"You can - you must," he told her. "You say you love my cock - show me. Show me how much you love my cock."

"Yes Carlos," she whispered. She told hold of the massive shaft and began sucking it again. She worked her lips down halfway, returning to the head to lick him again. Precum oozed from the plum-shaped head and Diane lapped at it eagerly, wanted to taste him any way she could. The next time her lips went down his shaft Carlos' hand went to the back of her head. He pushed forward into the wet warmth of her mouth as she forced herself down further. He felt her choke slightly and then cough as he went deeper. Diane was twisting as if trying to escape but all the time she was sucking hard, her tongue lapping at his shaft. Carlos gave one final push forward and his swollen hardness plunged to its full depths, his heavy balls hitting her chin.

He could feel her muscles relax and then she was taking all of him, making soft moaning sounds, letting him know she loved having him in her throat.

Carlos began to slowly fuck his length in and out of Diane's mouth, withdrawing until only the massive tip was locked between her lips, then fucking deeply inside again while she sucked at him ravenously. Diane seemed in ecstasy as he moved in and out of her mouth. Her hands went to the back of his thighs to guide him as his movements sped up and then became less coordinated as he neared climax.

"Suck me, my lovely," he coaxed her. "Show me how much you love my cock in your mouth....suck me.."

He felt her to start to shudder as the blowjob neared its final moments. She stopped sucking and let him fuck her face as she climaxed hard - 'just from sucking me!' - he thought. He felt her orgasm pass and Diane return to sucking him. Together they built a rhythm of his massive cock pumping in and out of her mouth, enhanced by the lashing of her tongue on its length. Carlos felt his orgasm at the edge; he resisted, not wanting this encounter to end, but then he could hold back no more.

"Suck, my lovely! I will fill your beautiful mouth with my cum! Suck it!"

A flood of semen erupted into Diane's mouth and then down her throat. She gulped even as she sucked but finally had to pull back, choking from the huge torrent of his cum. Her lips stayed locked tightly around the cock she worshipped, not wanting a drop to escape even as it threatened to drown her. Carlos followed her, blinded by the sensations of his climax as she pulled back; his cock was still moving in and out of her mouth and throat, emptying himself into her.

"God yes, fuck my face with that thing," she thought. "Rape my mouth."

Finally, the spurts of semen ebbed, and Carlos returned to his senses. He was straddling a reclining Diane, holding her head to his belly, his still-hard cock deep in her throat. She was breathing in pants through her nose as she laved at the shaft with her tongue, lingering in the blowjob. Carlos stepped back and let his cock slide from her throat. As it left her mouth Diane took hold of it and held it while she moved her face up and down the big shaft, making her face glisten with their combined juices.

Carlos watched as the beautiful woman worshiped his cock, amazed at her fascination with it. He leaned down to help her up, apologizing as he did.

"I apologize for how rough I was with you," he told her as he took her into his arms. "My cock sometimes takes over my mind."

Diane looked up at him, her face streaked with his cum. "No, don't be sorry," she told him. "I like it when you need me like that, take me like that. It excites me in ways I never experience in my humdrum little life.

"Regretfully, I must go," he told her. "The hotel chain's region manager, Mister Diego Garcia, is coming here, a surprise visit. I must make sure everything is prepared for him. We will have dinner tonight with him and his traveling companion, a woman named Marta."

"Traveling companion - is that another way to say mistress?" Diane asked.

"Yes, of course," Carlos admitted. "We are much more open about such things in Puerto Rico. No doubt his wife has a lover as well. Such things are part of a marriage here."

"Am I your mistress Carlos?" Diane asked, looking up at him with a hint of a smile.

"I am not married, so the term doesn't apply," he explained. "I learned long ago that I do not make a good husband."

"Then what am I?" she asked.

"You are Mrs. Griffen, an important hotel guest. As such, it is my duty to provide for your every need."

"In that case," Diane said, lifting herself up on tiptoe, "your guest needs to be kissed."

Carlos bent his head to kiss her as he held her naked body close to him. Their tongues dueled as they kissed passionately, Carlos' hands exploring the silky skin of Diane's back. Her arms went around his neck as she pressed into him, wishing yet again that she could feel his naked chest against her breasts. Carlos ran his hands over the fullness of her rear, up her back and over her shoulders, ending finally on her upper arms as he reluctantly held her away from him.

"I am truly sorry," he said sincerely. "I must go. I will feel your lips on mine and your skin on my hands all day and wish I were with you."

"I hope it goes well," Diane told him. "Come back as soon as you can."

"I'm sure it will be fine," Carlos assured her. "I look forward to tonight..." he said as he opened the door and slipped out of the room.

Diane watched the door close and sighed. 'Well, what did you expect?' she thought. That he was going to lay in bed with you for two days? Her lips still tingled with the feel of his lips and the bulk of his cock, she could imagine his hands gliding over her back as he held her. She took a deep breath and thought about what she would do for the afternoon. The pool was probably the best, but she couldn't get her hair wet unless she wanted to go through the time-consuming process of washing, drying and setting it. Then there was makeup and other things to consider. So, it's sit by the pool and read, or whatever distracts you for the afternoon. She realized that she was hungry now too, the tension of waiting for Carlos past. Lunch by the pool sounded good, with a nice glass of wine. Then maybe even a little nap.

The afternoon went slowly; she was too distracted to read her book - she found herself two pages from where she had started with no idea what she had just read. She was confused about her feelings; she found herself inexplicably drawn to Carlos in a way that now went beyond sex. Was that infatuation, created by his big cock and the orgasms it gave her or was she developing real feelings for the huge man? And if she was, what did that mean for her love for David - was that weakening and shifting to Carlos? Did Carlos feel the same way about her, or was he still just using her for sex? Underlying all the confusion she did know one thing - she became aroused just thinking about Carlos and the pleasure he gave her with that huge cock. She was wet even now, sitting here at the pool!

As the afternoon went on Diane had a glass of Chardonnay and somehow managed to doze. When she woke, it was just after 5:00. Checking her phone, she saw a text from Carlos saying dinner was at 7:00 and that he would be at her room at 6:30. No time for lovemaking in there, she thought with disappointment. But certainly tonight, she assured herself. She also wondered what part, if any, the other couple would play in the evening - was Carlos simply hosting his superior for dinner?

Diane collected her things and returned to her room to get ready. When she got there, she found a clothing bag hanging in the doorway to the bedroom. She laid it out on the bed to open it and found a dark blue dress and matching thong. No bra, hardly a total surprise. She decided to shower before she tried the dress on and went into the bath to wash the sunscreen and sweat off her body.

Done with the shower Diane picked up the dress and held it against herself at the full-length mirror - its length brought the hem to just above her knees; with heels her long legs would be on show but not overly so. She unzipped the back, which was very low and would expose most of her back. Stepping into the dress she tried to sort out two sets of straps that went over the shoulders. When she had done that, she saw that the dress plunged in the center to below her breasts. A wide inner strap went over the center of each breast, covering her nipples. Then there was a gap exposing the side of each breast and a second strap that pushed her breasts inward to create incredible cleavage.