Blue Coast II.


Beka's warm thighs pressed gently against his rough cheeks as he savored the taste of her. He used his tongue first to explore the sweet passage of her vagina and then to lick and tease her clit, spreading the soft folds away from the feverish pearl with the fingers of one and using the fingers of his other to slide into the velvety sheath of her sex.
She leaned back on her arms and watched him. Their hungry eyes met over the taught peaks of her breasts....nipples thrusting upwards, eager for his mouth.
He teased her clit from underneath with the very tip of his tongue while squeezing it from above with his fingers...
Beka groaned and slid forward on the pooltiles, shoving her vulva right onto his twisting fingers.
"Godddddd Jack....don't stop!"

His own cock had grown rock hard and was jerking in frustration under water as he pumped his fingers again and again deep into her pussy.
She tightened violently, shuddered, grabbed his hair in both sides and tried to take his face into her body...
"Eat me Jack...YESSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!! GODDDD!"

His tongue slipped between her petals as he felt her cumming, he thrust it into her along with his fingers in time to fill his mouth with the sweet oil of passion that was gushing with each
wave of her orgasm, flooding over his fingers and lacquering his face...


Lovelace watched from his balcony through a powerful pair of Zeiss binoculars.
"I'm going to kill Jack Bronson and fuck that girl like she's never been fucked."
Curtis walsh stood beside him.

Lovelace kept his eyes glued to the couple below.
"Tsk, tsk, hush now Curtis. I have a use for Jack
and I think the girl will provide many hours of entertainment for all of us."
 
"...I think the girl will provide many hours of entertainment for all of us." Lovelace announced to Curtis Walsh, who was still seathing with anger.
"Already I can see that she isn't afraid of exhibiting her talents."

"And I already know one of them" Curtis murmered.

Lovelace turned to him making out every word clearly. "I heard that!....what are you up to Walsh? What other talents would those be?"

Walsh lit his cuban cigar and flicked the match over the balcony. "I hear that she is an excellent swimmer." he replied with a wide grin. But only he and few others who were loyal to him had plans to exploit that talent later on that evening.

IC..Beka...

Jack pulled me into the water and as I kissed him I could taste myself on his lips. We had unfinished business and I felt his hardness slipping back into me as I gripped him tight, still reeling from the orgasm and another as we moved together in harmony in the pool. The next was even more intense as we both made love to each other with so much passion and abandon. I could feel that we both came together as the grip on our bodies grew tighter and my cries for more and more, never to stop, grew louder.
 
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*Mayas_Fury* is obviously held up... so will carry on without her to keep the story going... MIdas
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*Tom*

The folowing day seemed to drag on forever. My mind kept thinking about my encounter with Sasha and those long tanned legs were driving me crazy.

I made sure that I was back in my hotel room way before the appointed hour of 3pm (just incase she could get away earlier) and waited.

There was a gentle tap on the door and I walked over to open it. As the door opened it revealed Sasha leaning against the door frame (obviously the worse for drink) with a bottle of something unpronouncable in her hand. She was grinning and swinging the bottle in her hand in front of my face...

"Prezzie...!" She garbled and staggered towards me. "You have to help me celebrate my best photoshoot so far... it's going to be in an advert for lingerie to be screened on Spanish TV in 2 months time." With that she walked passed me thrusting the bottle into my hand and told me to get two glasses.

I closed the door and turned to see her looking out of my hotel window. The sun streaming thro' the glass silhouetted her body and passed straight through the shimmering and oh so transparent satin dress that she was wearing. Some music from down below caused her hips to sway back and forth, with her legs open ajar I could see a shadow of a small tuft of fine hair hanging down from her groin proving she hadn't any knickers on and I began to get aroused.

I quickly went to the kitchenette and grabbed two glasses and returned to the bed/sitting room. I poured two glasses of the unknown liquor and walked up behind her taking in the view.

"Here's to your success Sasha" I said as she turned to face me and I handed her one of the glasses. She held the glass up in front of her and we knocked the glasses together. "Cheers."

We both downed it in one and I could see why she was tipsy if this was the stuff she'd been drinking earlier.

"So... you said yesterday that you wouldn't have much time, shall we get down to business?" I stated rather sadly as it wasn't often I had the good fortune to have a half drunk gorgeous sexy woman in my room.

"Sod the business Tom, there have been some strange goings on at the villa and most of us have been told to take a hike until at least tomorrow." She leant towards me and whispered... "I think something going down soon..." she mumbled half drunk and raised a finger to her lips... "Shhhhhhhhh...."

"In that case... this is my good fortine" I smiled and locked eyes with her. Her gaze never waivered as she leaned forwards... as her lips were just about to touch mine she stopped...

"I'm hungry... so hungry..." she said in a way that made it clear that food wasn't on her agenda. "Have you got anything I can eat?"

I put my glass down on the table next to me and placed one hand on her waist and the other on her buttocks. "I think I have something to feed you with..." I said and pulled her tightly against my body making sure that my now half erect cock was pressing into her groin.

"Does this feel like something that will do the job?" I said and rubbed it into her.
 

With a defiant glance towrds the dark windows of Edgar's suite, Jack led Beka out of the pool and towards the small cottage that had been alloted to them.
Jet lag had caught up with both of them and the hum of the AC in the lazy heat of the afternoon soon put them to sleep wrapped tight in each others arms.
His sleep was troubled with dreams of Beka being raped by Curtiss Walsh while a drooling Edgar Lovelace looked on.
Jack was tied in a chair unable to move watching the violation helplessly.
When he woke up he found himself sweating and shamefully stiff with arousal.

"Beka...."
He turned over, reached for her..."BEKA!"

He was out of bed in an instant and struggling into his pants when the door whispered open and she stood there with a cold bottle of white wine and two glasses.
"Calm down silly...Look what I brought!
Remember our first drink together?"

Of course he did. The little café on the beach at Golfe de Juan. It seemed a thousand years ago.

He drank a bit to much, to fast, trying to forget the terrible dream and was not at all happy to hear that Lovelace had summoned both he and Beka to dinner that evening.

"He says he has something very exciting for us to see Jack."

Beka, he thought you havn't a clue of what that monsterr finds exciting.
 
Beka....

"He says he has something very exciting for us to see Jack." I told him. I was concious of his drinking and knew that something was bothering him. "But I might have to leave just after dinner..."

"Why is that?"

I sat beside him on the arm of the chair and caressed him with my arm around his shoulders, planting gentle kisses on his head.
"Please don't get angry with what I have to tell you. Promise?"

Beka?.....what is it. Tell me. Don't keep any secrets between us." he said, reaching up and holding my chin gently.

I looked into his gorgeous eyes and thought about the task that Curtis needed me to do. I had to tell him something. Curtis had not made this easy for me without stirring up more trouble. "I have agreed to do something for Curtis Walsh this evening.". His face grew angry. "Jack...listen..."

Before I could say anymore he quickly stood up from the chair and ran his hand over his head looking at me in that way that meant he was stressed and anxious. "When did he ask you?"

"Earlier, just after Sasha left."

"Did he threaten you or hurt you?....Tell me the truth hun?"

I avoided eye contact with him and sipped the wine. There was no other way to tell him, but the truth. "Please Jack, I think you should leave this to me. I beg you now, please don't get involved with this."

"Bullshit!... He suddenly realised what he had said in anger and then apologised. "Look....I can't explain to you how dangerous Walsh is. Whatever he has planned for you it isn't right. Let me think about this. I can't let you do whatever it is."

Jack!.....please, don't do anything. Just forget it and let me deal with it." I ran to him and held him tight. "Please?" I told him looking up at him. I felt the tears welling in my eyes as I could see his frustration fighting to be released. But it was important that he let me deal with things. I was confident yet so scared of what it might be, but it was for the best and it would keep Jack safe atleast.
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Sasha & Tom:

Sasha looked deep into Tom's eyes. She knew that this was just a moment of flirting with him, although the thought of a good sex session was also something she would not mind. But not now.

There were things on her mind that needed to be dealt with. She calmed him down with a gentle kiss and explained to Tom her situation.

He accepted, showing a mild reaction of disapointment. But business was business and not only that......he realised that Sasha was tough and knew her vocation as a law enforcement agent. Perhaps, he thought, she and Tara had gone to the same training school even?
 
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The dinner was sumptuous and they had dressed accordingly, crisp white dinner jacket for him and a daringly low cut white evening gown for her. Both outfits had been left on their bed with a note 'requesting' there presence.
During the meal Walsh could not tear his eyes from Beka much to Jack's annoyance and he became more and more convinced as the feast dragged on that he would never let Beka alone with the man.
Lovelace was his most lugubrious self, carrying the conversation when it lagged and even managing a few witticisms that brought a smile to both their faces, though Walsh never cracked a smile.

As the desert was brought in along with port wine and fruit they found out what the entertainment was to be.
An utterly sensuous young woman appeared dressed in a long glittering gown of emerald sequins that empahasized every curve and provacative dip of her outrageous body, her tawny arms were sheathed in velvet gloves. Her hair was piled high and held in place with glittering diamond pins.
She kissed Edgar on his fat sweating cheek, smiled at Walsh and Jack then moving over to Beka, slipped an arm around her and kissed her full on the lips.
The girl flushed hotly, unprepared for the embrace and then with a wink exotic beauty was gone. The lights in the room went out and there was a moment of silence.

"Jack,"
Edgars voice cut through the darkness.
"Coral is a real find. She's one of the best exotic dancers in the islands and has agreed to perform for us tonight. She's even agreed to fucking one of us but it will be a surprise saved to the very end."
A Spotlight suddenly illumined an oval on the floor and the seductive creature known as Coral Tipps swayed into it.
 
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*Tom Keenan*

Sasha and I kissed for several minutes and I was getting hornier by the second. Almost as if fighting her own desires she pushed herself away to break the kiss and rested her head in my neck.

"Oh hell Keenan... as much as I'd like you to take me here and now I'm afraid that it will have to wait for a while."

I began to protest but the look on her face was worrying me so I backed off and waited for her to tell me what the problem was.

She kissed me lightly on the lips and sat me down next to her on the bed.

"Tom, I would stay if I could but even through the drink I know that I have to get back later this afternoon. You see there is going to be a party tonight and I had a text message from the man to say Id better be there or else. Secondly, I'm sure something is going down tonight and I can't do my job if I'm here with you."

"Hmmmm... I think I'd better brew some strong coffee for you Sasha and then you can tell me what you think we should do." I said and walked back into the kitchenette.

She began to explain that it had something to do with the girl 'Beka' and Walsh. Lovelace and Walsh often ran their drugs under the cover of night and they haven't been active for several weeks which implied they were due to make a real soon.

"Okay Sasha... so what do we do?.

"My time and actions are already mapped out.. I have to dance for them later and keep the 'Guests' happy. It may be a good idea if you come along after dark and sneak yourself up on the ridge that overlooks the villa..." and she went on to explain her thoughts.

Sasha departed a little clearer of head and I waited for the appointed hour. Deftly hugging the ridge so that any moonlight didn't sillouette me... I crept closer and closer. I sat there waiting and looking into the room where the festivities were happening. I saw a beautiful lady enter the room in a stunning outfit and she looked a million dollars in the glare of the spotlight. I hadn't seen Sasha all night and was getting worried for her safety.
 
OOC....Sienna now dear one you can't just go off and get sick like that!...What will we do without you?

Get well soon and hurry back. This place is not nearly so bright without you.

:heart: :rose: :kiss: Ari
 
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