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Re: Continuing Series of Bllackmailing & Reluctancy Short Stories

Interesting story TS, will be great if you will continue sharing it.
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love this story, waiting here for much juicy updates.
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Re: Continuing Series of Bllackmailing & Reluctancy Short Stories

I like this story TS, shall wait here for more installments of it.
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Re: Continuing Series of Bllackmailing & Reluctancy Short Stories

Brenda and Tan go on their honeymoon. This story will go in the category of erotic couplings. It also has elements of exhibitionist behaviour and masturbation in it. Please enjoy. 

Chapter 7 - Honeymoon, the Good 


I turned off my phone. I was so fucking screwed. I could see the rest of my life laid out in front of me and it wasn't pretty. This man would keep blackmailing me, forcing me into one thing after the other and I could see no end in sight. I didn't expect it would remain simple blow jobs either. He had me over a barrel and he and I both knew it. I didn't know what to do. 



This is something I'd normally talk to my friends about, but at least one of them had betrayed me, and I had no idea who it was. The other people I could normally talk to were my parents, but I was so ashamed of what I'd gotten myself into, I couldn't talk to them either. My husband was the person I had to keep this away from at all costs; but he was also the only person who could end this. If he knew, I couldn't be blackmailed. If Tan could forgive me, I didn't care who else my blackmailer told. I didn't have an employer and my parents would eventually forgive me. I didn't feel particularly close to Tan's folks, and if they kept me at arms length, I would get by. Sydney might think it was funny. The only person who I cared about knowing was Tan. I'd fallen in love with him and could not imagine my life without him in it. 





If not for it happening the day of my wedding, I could almost take the chance and tell him. 

"Here's your latte, Brenda. Two shots just like you asked for." 

I turned and Tan was standing there holding out my latte. 

"Did you find anything to read?" I asked, taking the beverage. 

"Architectural Digest," Tan said, holding up the magazine. "I also got a sci-fi novel called 'Age of War' that looked pretty good. Something to read if we have any spare time. I plan to keep you pretty busy." 

I smiled up at him. At least I could have my honeymoon free of interference from my blackmailer. I was so relieved to be leaving the country right now. It would be nice if I never had to return. It gave me some time to think, maybe come up with a plan. 

I started drinking my latte, not wanting to talk right now. It was hard to think as well. My brain was numb. Tan sat beside me and started thumbing through his magazine. They started boarding our plane, but I asked Tan to wait a little before we boarded so I could drink more of my latte. He had no problem, we had assigned seats. 

"Are you looking forward to our honeymoon?" Tan asked, setting his magazine down. 

I took his hand. "Very much, my prince. I can't wait to have you all to myself." And far away from whoever was terrorizing me. 

"You're not unhappy you married me, are you?" 

"No! Why would you say that?" 

"You don't seem very happy. Very pensive and thoughtful and sad, but not very happy." 

"I'm not sad," I said, "though pensive and thoughtful are right up there. It's a very big step we took by getting married. Through sickness and health, good times and bad, till death do us part. I take it all quite seriously." 

"You don't think you'll regret not having more sexual experiences before tying the knot?" Tan asked. 

I smiled at him. "If last night was any indication, I think my sexual experiences will be just fine. You're all I need and want." Although he might not be all I get. I had to figure out some way to get out of my predicament. 

"I just want you to be happy," Tan said. 

"Just love me," I said. "Love me no matter what, through thick and thin, and I'll be happy." Please love me no matter what you learn about me, I thought, and maybe I can get through this. 

"We'd better board now," Tan said, "they're almost done." 

"Yes, of course." I finish off what more of the coffee I can, grab my purse and start for the boarding agent. 

"Wait!" Tan said, holding up my phone. "You don't want to forget this." 

I held out my hand for the phone. "No, of course not. How thoughtless of me. Thank you." Even touching my phone now made my skin crawl. But it did give me the germ of an idea. If the blackmailer can't get hold of me; he can't order me to do anything. Losing my phone sounded like a wonderful idea. 

The only non-stop flight to St. Lucia from Atlanta was Delta. Everything else was one or more stops. It was surprising to me only one airline flew non-stop to the islands from the busiest airport in the world and how many wanted you to fly to New York or Boston first. A couple flew with a stop in Miami. Any stops at all added hours to the trip, so we chose the Delta flight, which was a Boeing 737-800 with first class seating. Tan let me have the window seat and he took the aisle. The flight took about four hours. Tan started reading his book. I sat staring out the window pondering how terrible my life seemed at the moment. Perhaps I should explore the possibility of telling Tan. The only sure fire way to ending my misery would be if Tan could forgive me. 

I put my hand on his arm and he looked up from his book. 

"How much do you love me?" I asked. 

"You're uncertain how much I love you already? We just got married." He smiled at me. 

"It's a legitimate question." 

"I love you a bushel and a peck," he said. 

"Seriously. How much?" I asked. 

"What do you want me to answer? I'm not sure I can answer. I love you to the ends of the earth, to the depths of the sea, to the top of the sky. I love you enough to get married and tie myself to you the rest of my life. What and why are you asking me?" 

"If I did something really bad, could you forgive me if I repented of my actions?" 

"Like how bad? Murder someone? Rob a bank?" 

If I could discover who my blackmailer was, murder wasn't out of the question. "Bad like that," I answered. 

He looked deep into my eyes. "I don't know why you're asking me this. Are you planning to murder someone?" 

I couldn't look at him anymore and lowered my eyes. "No. I just need to know if you could forgive me if I did something bad. I want to know how much you love me." 

"I suppose I could forgive you almost anything," Tan said. 

"Almost anything?" 

"I don't think I could ever forgive you if you were with another man. That would absolutely devastate me." 



My heart sank. Shit! "Why that one thing in particular?" I asked. "I mean, there's an awful lot of really bad things I could do?" 

"I don't think you could do bad things, Brenda. You're the best person I know. I don't know why it would hurt me so bad. It just would. I try to picture you with another person and I this red curtain comes down over my eyes. Maybe it's because you waited all this time to find the one person you love; made me wait even after we decided to get married. To suddenly want to be with someone else makes my blood boil. I can't see straight. I'd want to kill anyone you were with. I might even want to kill you. That's how angry the thought of it makes me. Please, never do anything so stupid." 

"What if I had no choice?" 

"You mean if you were raped?" 

I nodded. Or blackmailed. No choice. 



"If anyone were to rape you, I swear to God I'd kill them." 

Killing them would align with my own desires currently. "But what about me? How would you feel about me afterward?" 

"I don't know. I honestly don't know. Don't get raped and we'll never have to find out." 

"One doesn't choose to be raped," I said, looking for a way out. 



"I know, Brenda. I understand, but I can't tell you how something will make me feel. It's hypothetical. Feelings are complex. No one knows how they're going to feel when something bad happens. I could tell you one thing and might feel totally opposite from what I said when it actually did happen. I never want to find out. I'll say that." 

"Okay." 

"Why all these questions? Why is it so important to you?" 

Because I know something bad is going to happen. It won't be voluntary on my part. Maybe not rape exactly, but knowing how you feel doesn't deliver me from my dilemma. I see myself in the movie; desperately trying to vacuum another man's seed from his balls on my wedding day. You'll never forgive me, Tan. Never in a million years and no matter how much I will hate myself, I will do anything to keep this secret from you, even if it makes me do a thousand times worse. I'll keep my secret as long as possible, try to enjoy as much time with you as I can, but I'll be dead to you if you ever find out. Why couldn't you just forgive me, Tan? 

I look up at him again. "No particular reason. I just wanted to know how much you love me." 

He laughed. "Women. Who can figure them out? See. My first answer was the best. I love you a bushel and a peck." He kissed me briefly and returned to his book. 



I wanted to cry. I teared up, but I quickly wiped my eyes. I couldn't cry anymore. Tan would want to know why I was crying and I had no answer I could give him. I looked out the window. One tear escaped despite my determination not to cry. I felt it trickle down my cheek. It evaporated quickly in the dry air of the plane. I wished I could talk to someone. Who could I trust? I was alone; the most alone I'd ever felt in my life. 
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Re: Continuing Series of Bllackmailing & Reluctancy Short Stories

very nice story bro, please continue!
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Very good story TS, camping here for more!
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Nice contribution TS, support thread!
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love this story! sure hoping there will be much more.
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Re: Continuing Series of Bllackmailing & Reluctancy Short Stories

Sandals is an all inclusive resort. You pay one price and it covers everything, soup to nuts. All the drinks (premium beverages, including alcohol), all the food, golfing, boating, pools, beach, sailing, motor boats, pretty much everything including taxes and gratuities. St. Lucia had three Sandals resorts and you could use any of them as if it were your own; the Halcyon, Regency La Toc, and the Grande St. Lucian, our place. The price included travel between the three resorts, which gave you a choice of 27 different restaurants, 21 bars, 11 pools, 11 whirlpools, 2 golf courses and almost unlimited water activities. 

We had one of the overwater bungalows, with personal butler service provided by a butler trained by the Guild of Professional English Butlers. The bungalow had glass floors with lit sea water so we could see fish swimming beneath us, day and night, an overwater hammock for two, soaking tub, a suspended patio with swim up platform so you could swim in the Caribbean right outside the bungalow. The butler, a woman named Roberta, met us at arrival, arranged for our luggage, private check-in at our suite, cocktails and food refreshments and asked where we'd like to have dinner. She even unpacked our clothes and put them away. Essentially, she was our personal concierge and butler service the whole time we would be there. 

Tan told her it was our honeymoon and a personal candlelight dinner for two would be our preference this evening. She had the menus of all 27 restaurants on her iPad and asked us to make a choice for a meal. Tan and I had eaten out often so he knew what I tended to like and dislike. I wasn't a particularly fussy eater, so I let him make the choices for dinner. He ordered from the Italian restaurant, Toscanini's. She escorted us to our room and Tan ordered a couples massage for tomorrow morning at ten. She gave us a cell phone so we could reach her any time of the day or night. 

The flight had been draining, more so for me given the emotional mess I found myself in, so when Tan suggested a nice soak in the tub, it sounded like a splendid suggestion. I started to pull out one of my more modest swimsuits from the drawer, but Tan stopped me. 

"Naked, please, we're on our honeymoon. I want to enjoy the sight of you." 

"Tan, there's people out there on the water." I pointed to the various water craft in the crystal clear waters a couple hundred yards from our bungalow. 

"They're not close and the tub has high sides. You'll only be visible for a second as you get in. I want you nude." 

I looked out at the water. They were pretty far off. I could see some of the women didn't have tops on, but it wasn't blatantly obvious. 

"Okay, but I'm a little surprised," I said. 

"Why's that?" 

"That you're so adamant about my never being with another man, but you don't mind showing off my nude body to them." 

"What was it you said before I went to the strip club for my bachelor party? Look, but don't touch. You're a beautiful woman. I'm proud of you, that you chose to marry me above all others. Why wouldn't I want to show you off and make every man in the world envious of me." 

"I don't feel that beautiful. I accept my body and figure are pretty good, but I don't like my face, my hair, my nose or my mouth." 

"Nonsense. You're beautiful. All women do this. You're supercritical of some poor feature you think you have and refuse to consider the whole package. You're you. You go together well. If I put some other face on you, you wouldn't be you, you'd be some stranger. I love you, the whole package. Jesus! How many men suffer from anorexia because they think they're too fat? How many men are keeping plastic surgeons in big houses, fancy cars, and boats. If it weren't for women, they'd go out of business. Don't denigrate yourself. I love you as you are." 

"Is that your final word on the subject?" 

He smiled at me. "Yes, now get naked, beautiful." 

I smiled back at him and removed my clothes. Tan whistled at me when I was naked. 

"Christ, you're beautiful," he said. 

"If you say so," I said. "I'll take your word for it, but only because you're my husband." I quickly snuck out on the deck, slipping into the tub. 



"I'd stack you up against anyone," Tan said. He grabbed the plushy towels and luxurious robes and hung them by the tub. "For when our meal comes." 

That's right. Someone was bringing our meal tonight. I hoped we were out of the tub by then. 

Tan climbed into the tub behind me and wrapped his arms around me, holding my breasts. The high sides of the tub did prevent others from seeing him, so I didn't say anything, enjoying his loving touch. I leaned back against him. Occasionally, I'd turn my head and let him kiss me, but for the most part I was content to be still, safe in his arms. 



I was almost dozing when he said, "Masturbate for me." 

Turning to him, I said, "I masturbated for you last night." 

"It was dark and I couldn't see you. I just wanted you to cum with me. I want to watch you now. Watch how you pleasure yourself." 

I looked around. No one was near, no one could see but Tan. Why not? 





Sliding my right hand down to my kitty, I started rubbing a finger on either side of my clitoris, nice and slow. Tan began rubbing my breasts harder, more urgently. It felt good, accompanying my fingers. I sighed. I even put my legs over either side of the tub, giving myself more access. Eventually, slow could only go so far. I started rubbing faster, sometimes dipping my fingers in my vagina, then returning to my clit. I could feel Tan getting hard behind me, his penis pressing against my buttocks. Apparently, I wasn't the only one enjoying this. His hands got rougher, pulling, tugging and twisting my nipples, which both hurt, but felt strangely good. I moaned, rapidly approaching my crest. My bottom was bouncing up and down, getting ever so close, and then it hit me like a ton of bricks. My legs tightened, my butt dangled seven inches above the bottom of the tub as my whole body went stiff and I spiraled into a fabulous orgasm. No sooner did it start then Tan bodily lifted me up in an amazing display of strength, turned me around and set me on his cock. 



He slid into me like a sharp knife through warm butter. 

"Tan, we're practically in public," I panted. "What are you doing?" 

"I'm fucking my wife. I don't give a shit. If they want to watch me fuck you, more power to them," he moaned, all the way inside me. 



It was too late to do anything about it now. The deed was done. The only thing I could do was hope not to give away what we were doing. Fat chance of doing that since I was facing him and he was pumping into me by the simple expedient of gripping my ass and bouncing me up and down on his thick, stiff penis. Already highly aroused by my previous orgasm, I climaxed again, not more than 2 minutes after he started thrusting into me and I stifled my cries of pleasure by biting his shoulder, hard enough to leave tooth marks, though not so hard I broke skin. I climaxed again a short while later, surprised I was this aroused. Perhaps the idea I was making love to Tan where people might see was giving me a dark, forbidden thrill. I had a 4th orgasm before I felt Tan's penis swell inside me and a flood of his seed coat the inside of my sheathe. 



I sat there, hugging him, my head on his shoulder, totally sated, when I heard people cheering and clapping loudly. Startled, I turned to look and saw a motor boat less than a hundred yards away, 4 people, 2 guys and 2 topless girls, standing up and waving at us. 

"Well done, man, great show," one of the men said. 

I turned flame red. Tan shouted back to them, "Thanks." 

"If you can pull that off again in another hour, I'll be over for a ride," one of the women, a blonde, shouted, to the whoops and hollers of her friends. 

"No can do," Tan yelled back. He held up his hand, showing them his ring. "Just married. I'm taken." 

"Damn straight, he's taken," I hollered, still flushing red. "I waited a long time to find a man like him." 

"Lucky girl," the blonde said. "You looked like you were having a hell of a time." 

"I was," I shouted. "Four times wonderful" I kissed Tan. "Now go away. Can't you see we're busy." 



They all laughed and I heard the boat start and move away. 

"That wasn't so bad, was it?" Tan asked. 

"I was mortified they saw us," I said. "I've never been so embarrassed." But I couldn't deny the thrill of it either, though I didn't say that to Tan. I was in enough trouble the way things were. I didn't need to ask for more. 





Tan kissed me and got out of the tub, drying off and slipping on a robe. I could see the evidence of our pleasure floating around in the water. I looked around to be sure there weren't other people loitering nearby, then got out of the tub and under the shower to quickly rinse off any of our cum, before drying off and putting on my robe. It was close to 6 and our food was arriving at 6:30. Tan called our butler and she arrived within 15 minutes, shortly after I'd put on a skirt and blouse and nothing else. 



"Yes, sir." 

"I'd like to get my suit pressed for dinner tomorrow night, and my shoes shined," Tan said. "Anything for you, honey?" 

"Could I see you for a moment over here, Roberta, please?" I asked. I stepped out onto the patio, Roberta following. 

"Yes, Madame." 

"I'm sorry to bother you, but my husband and I made love in the tub," I whispered. "It probably needs cleaning. I'm sorry." 



"Don't worry, Madame. It frequently happens. People often come here for their honeymoon as you did. I can sanitize it now for you, or the cleaning crew does it every morning." 

"The morning should be fine. Thank you." 

"No thanks necessary, Madame. We pride ourselves on taking care of our guests." She looked around to see where Tan was and whispered, "You enjoy yourselves to the fullest. He's a handsome man and you're very lucky." 

"I think so too, Roberta. I appreciate that. We will." I smiled at her and she smiled back. She went back into the bungalow. 

"If that will be all, sir," she said taking his suit and shoes, "I'll be off. Your suit and shoes will be returned around the time you have your massage scheduled." 

"Very well, Roberta. Good evening. This should do it for the evening." 

"Yes, sir. Thank you sir. I'll see you tomorrow." 

Our food arrived as Roberta left. She had a few words for the waiter as she departed. 

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Re: Continuing Series of Bllackmailing & Reluctancy Short Stories

Tan had ordered me the Pesce Spada, grilled swordfish with roasted potatoes with a lemon mint drizzle and for himself, the carved strip loin with marsala demi-glace, grilled vegetables and crispy potatoes. It smelled delicious. Our room came with a wine fridge with a selection of Robert Mondavi Twin Oaks wines. The waiter opened a bottle of chardonnay for me and a Cabernet Sauvignon for Tan. 

"Would you like me to make a pot of our Jamaican Blue Mountain coffee to have with your dessert, sir?" The waiter asked. 

"Please, it sounds wonderful." 

"Do you have decaf?" I asked. "It's getting fairly late." 

"I don't plan on you getting much sleep tonight, Mrs. Tan. The caffeinated will do just fine." 

I blushed and the waiter got a small smile which he covered up quite well. "Very well, sir. Caffeinated it is." He glanced at me to see if I would say more, but I didn't. 

"You ordered the tiramisu for dessert. It's under this cover when you're ready." He pointed to a lid. "When you've finished, put the cart outside the front door. Someone will be by to collect it in about three hours." 

"Thank you. Have a good evening," I said. 

"Very well, Madame. You too, sir. Have a pleasant evening." He disappeared out the door. 

"We shouldn't be disturbed for the rest of the evening," Tan said. "Why don't you unbutton a few more buttons on your blouse? Or better yet, remove it entirely." 

"Mr. Tan. You must think me a total harlot to request I undress for dinner." 

"We've already established your sluttishness," Tan said. "You just had sex in front of several people. I'm merely trying to establish how far your lack of morals extends." 

"Mr. Tan. That was hardly my fault. You were having sex with me before I even knew what you were about. I had very little say in the matter." 

"But you loved it, didn't you, Brenda. I felt how many times you climaxed. You were excited beyond your imagination." 

"I will neither admit nor deny any level of excitement on my part. It was what it was." 

Tan laughed. "Take off your blouse, Brenda. I want to see those beautiful breasts and proud nipples while I eat." 

I slowly undid the buttons of my blouse and slid it off my shoulders. 





"Extraordinary," Tan said. "I doubt if I'll ever get tired of seeing you naked, Brenda." 

I blushed again and my nipples perked up to rigid little nubbins under his intense scrutiny. We ate in relative silence, Tan content to gaze at my peaked breasts and I was a little uncomfortable at the potency of his stare. I could feel my sex becoming wet. I wondered if it was this way for all newlyweds, or if we were different from others. I wondered if it made a difference that we'd waited, if couples who'd surrendered to their passion earlier in their relationship would be this focused on sex during their honeymoon. All I could think of at this moment was the thick penis under Tan's robe waiting for me. I found myself rushing through my delicious meal, my mouth dry, which caused me to drink more wine then I intended. 

I was done before he was and I watched him eat while I was on my third glass of wine. 

"Would you like a pre-dessert, dessert?" Tan asked. 

"What would that be?" I asked. 

He undid the tie on his robe and pulled it to either side of his hard body exposing his penis to me. "You could make the balance of my meal quite amazing." 







I smiled and slid onto the floor under the table. My mouth encircled his organ and I felt him start to grow. The lessons of a couple nights ago and last night popped into my head and I started making use of them. Everything I'd learned, I poured into my efforts on his penis. Soon, I could hardly contain him in my mouth. Cupping his ball sack and stroking the bottom of his shaft, I worked the head of his organ. Up and down I went on his shaft, sucking and licking as much as I could. Except for me sucking his penis, Tan calmly ate the rest of his dinner, throbbing in my mouth. As he finished his last bite, he released in my mouth and I eagerly swallowed all he gave me. When he stopped spurting, I calmly got out from under the table, wiping a stray drop from the corner of my mouth. 



"Can you answer a question for me?" Tan asked, standing up to get the tiramisu. 

"What question would that be?" I responded. 

"I don't want to look a gift horse in the mouth, but I believe it was only a week ago you suggested that cock sucking was a rather disgusting practice and you hoped I wouldn't expect one more frequently than my birthday, Christmas and our anniversary. I assumed from your attitude that it would be pointless for me to ask you to swallow my cum. Today is none of those things and you've eagerly swallowed every drop I had to give. What changed your mind? It can't all be your girlfriends again, can it?" 





While he was talking, he set the dessert on the table and poured us both cups of coffee. He held my chair for me and I sat down. He sat down across from me. 

"Partly," I admitted. 

Of course the other part was my guilt over his penis not being the first one I sucked and my desire to make sure I atoned for it by being the best little fellatrix I could be when he asked. 



"Partly it's because it's our honeymoon and I feel I should be as willing to participate as you are. Lastly, I discovered it's not as bad as I thought it would be. I expected it would be smelly, disgusting, and would taste bad. A clean penis doesn't taste any different than any other part of your skin. I have enjoyed the feeling of it in my mouth and your sperm doesn't taste half bad. Mostly it's bland and salty. One of my girlfriends said it was slimy, kind of like eating raw oysters, and I suppose it is, but I like oysters, so I can handle slimy. Everyone of them said swallowing was the easiest and least messy way of dealing with sperm, which otherwise would need to be cleaned up." 

"I'm going to throw those girls a party," Tan laughed. "I thought I'd have to beg or buy you jewelry every time I wanted a blow job. Instead, you've been extremely accommodating." 

"I hope I never make you beg, Tan. I want to be a good wife to you." 

We talked about the other things we wanted to do in St. Lucia. He said he'd like to go sailing on the sunset cruise tomorrow evening and I thought that would be fun. We could eat something earlier and catch the evening sail after. Tan said he'd like to play some golf in a couple days. I told him I had no problem with him playing golf; I could find things to keep me occupied. He thought I might have a good time shopping. I said that shopping was an activity best done with friends and I didn't need any more clothes for our trip, though I might try to find something for my parents. 

We finished our dinner and put all the dishes on the food cart and pushed it out the front door. 

Tan asked if I wanted to go swimming right around our bungalow. I thought it sounded relaxing and started pulling out one of my suits again. I hadn't done any swimming for the last week and I usually swam an hour at least every other day. 

"You won't need the suit, Brenda. Come on. Go au naturale. It's almost dark, we'll be in the water. It's our honeymoon, let's live a little." 

I was reluctant given the show we'd given the boaters this afternoon, but it was nearly dark and there weren't any more water craft out now. I nodded nervously. "Okay." 

"That's my girl. This is an adventure. We'll be back to tame and stodgy in no time." 

I laughed, but I had a sick feeling in my stomach. I doubted my blackmailer would allow my life to be tame or stodgy. 

Tan turned on the underwater lights. We got towels and put on our robes until we got down to the swimming platform. I looked at the bungalows to either side of us. There didn't seem to be any outdoor activity at either one, although the one past the one to my left had a couple sitting around a fire pit, but they were pretty far away. I dropped my robe and dived into the water. Tan was right behind me. The water seemed to be above 80 degrees, although feeling the water caress my bare body had my nipples as hard as if the water was cooler. Tan came up behind me and grabbed me. 

"Mrs. Tan, I believe you would be the perfect mermaid. You swim like a fish and could lure all the sailors to a watery grave with your sexy body." 

I turned to face him and held him against me. 

"You say the sweetest things, Mr. Tan. You just want to have your way with me, don't you?" 

"Yes, I admit it. Is it working?" 

"I'll tell you later. Now I want to swim some laps. Do you think you can keep up with me?" 

"I can try, though I'm sure you'll soon put me to shame. Where do you want to swim?" 

"Let's swim to the next bungalow and back. It's dark and seems empty. We'll just do it about 20 or 30 times." 

"Don't get too tired, Brenda. I still have more plans for you tonight." 

"Swimming will energize me, Tan. You don't have to worry about that." 

"I don't think I can keep up with you over distance," Tan said, "but I might be able to keep up in a sprint. I propose a contest. The first lap over and back, the winner gets oral sex from the loser, but we keep going for another lap. The winner of that one gets oral sex as well." 

"So if I win both laps, you'll lick me to two orgasms?" I ask. 

"Or you'll give me two blow jobs if I win both." 

"That's not going to happen, Mr. Tan. You have to touch the edge of their swim platform and back to ours both times, deal?" 

"Sounds good. Line up here. No jumping the gun. Are you ready?" 

"I'm ready to beat your ass. You already had an orgasm tonight, Mr. Tan." 

"You had four in the tub. I'm still two behind you." 

"It's not my fault men need recovery time and women are more orgasmic." 

"Don't get cocky. You haven't won anything yet. On the count of three: One...Two...Three." 

On three, Tan pushed my head underwater and took off. I came up sputtering and took off after him. The cheater; he had about a 15 foot head start. I went into a ground eating crawl, rapidly closing the distance. He touched the platform and started back. I was about 10 feet behind him now, but I went into a touch like I was doing turns on a wall and cut the distance to 5 before he was halfway back. My legs were kicking up a storm, trying to catch him before the finish. He out touched me by about 6 inches and stopped. I kept going and did the next lap while he was hanging there laughing. I came up to him and splashed water in his face. 

"You fucking cheater," I said. 

"Mrs. Tan. I'm shocked at your language. You don't like that fucking word." 

"You pushed me under." 

"I had to win the first lap. I was ready to concede the second, but I had to get something out of it," he laughed. "Come on, time to pay the winners." 

"I'll give you your winnings, Tan, but I'm not done swimming yet, so you'll have to wait until I'm done." 

"I'll give you another half hour, Brenda, but if you're not ready to pay up then, I'll give you a spanking along with an orgasm." 

"You wouldn't dare!" I exclaimed. 

He put a very stern look on his face. "Try me." 

Okay, maybe he would. I started swimming again, maintaining a steady even pace on my laps this time, so as not to tire myself out before my thirty minutes was up. I kept up a good pace and since it was about 40 yards to the next bungalow, I must have swum a mile before Tan called out 30 minutes. I climbed out onto the platform. Tan was lying naked in the hammock. 

"Are we going in?" I asked. 

"We should do it right here, under the stars," Tan said. 

I smiled down at him. "Everything with you is public sex, isn't it?" 

"I would hardly call this public," he said. "It's dark. There's not much of a moon and our nearest neighbors appear to be a respectable distance away. Unless you scream like a banshee when I make you cum, I doubt they'll even know we're fooling around. A 69 should take care of both of us." 

I climbed into the hammock with him with my head near his penis and lowered my kitty onto his willing mouth. I didn't scream like a banshee, but I wasn't exactly quiet when I orgasmed. Fortunately, nobody seemed to notice. I got the last laugh on the cheater, though. I climaxed three times before he spent in my mouth. 





Tan fucked me again before we went to bed, driving hard into me from behind. It was definitely another fucking, not making love. Tiffany was right; doggy style put the man in command. He was plunging fast and deep into me and it was not gentle and loving at all. I was nothing but a vessel for his need. As he'd climaxed twice since supper, it took him a long time to orgasm again. From his size and my newness to sex, plus the intensity of his fucking, I felt somewhat sore before he spent in me, but it was effective. I climaxed four more times before he did. As he fucked me, he played with my bottom as he had before, running his fingers lightly up and down the crease between my cheeks. As he did so, he tickled the puckered opening of my back door. I was surprised again with the feelings of arousal his gentle touching provided. He never penetrated the opening as I thought he might, but I was beginning to wonder what it would feel like if he did. I thought his penis was too big to put back there. His finger or thumb might be more appealing to me, but I was becoming less surprised at the thought my girlfriends enjoyed anal sex. The teasing had a beneficial affect on me as the number of my orgasms demonstrated. When he finished, I slept the sleep of the dead, curled up in his arms. He slept soundly as well, not interrupting my sleep any more during the night before we both woke up with the alarm in the morning. 
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