The Adventures of Isabelle an Upper Class Slut

I absolutely love the way Carlos took control of me, treating me like a submissive fucktoy instead of like the spoiled entitled lady of the house. And we had a whole week to play this master/slave game ! Just the two of us, unless he invited a friend or two over...I didn't care as long as he fucked me again all over the estate like he just did, bringing me to the edge, time and time again, until he finally gave me my reward in my own bedroom, giving me a wonderful mind blowing orgasm ! Whatever he wanted, Carlos was the master of the household and I was just a willing submissive slut ! If he wanted to keep me in lingerie, or be naked in heels only, dress up in a sexy french maid outfit, it didn't matter, I was eager to play the role.

We lay together on my bed, my manicured fingernail tracing little circles on his chest, " Mmmmm that was simply wonderful, it's been so long since a man made me cum like that ! Carl was never very interested or was too busy with his trampy gold diggers at the club ! I was delighted when he hired you to be our chauffuer and now I know why. I couldn't help but tease you and try to get your attention. "

Carlos smiled and didn't say anything.

" I must confess, I often fantasized about you and wondered how big your cock was ! " I said taking it in my hand and stroking it..." What should we do now, sir, shall we take a dip in the pool before dinner or go for a ride in that sports car of yours to the beach ? Whatever you want to do, you are in charge ! "

Without waiting for an answer, I move down and start cleaning his cock off with my tongue...
So hot ! ❤️
 
I was having such a good time, perhaps drinking a little too much but don't think I didn't notice the special attention Carlos was getting from a certain pretty married female named Anthea. She was practically throwing herself all over him on the dance floor. Of course her own husband was busy touching my leg underneath the table and I even let him kiss me, although I was taken by surprise...

Why was I being so jealous about Carlos ? It wasn't like we were married or even swingers yet ! Yes, he had been with my stepdaughter and we had a couple of FFM threesomes and I had regrettably been with a couple of creeps and made some 'mistakes' but I was struggling to keep my emotions under control. Carlos was definately in his element and I didn't want to spoil his fun. This was obviously a swingers paradise, but to be honest I didn't have any real interest in Dean, Antheas husband.

Eventually the amorous couple finished dancing, at least for now, and came back to the table and sat down. Carlos, to my surprise sat next to me and not his new married slut or should I say 'swinger'. I was not a prude or anything like that and could understand their lifestyle but I couldn't help being a little jealous. I didn't mind sharing him with Anthea, for one night only, if thats what he wanted and we invited them back to our room, but as far as I was concerned, I wanted nothing to do with her husband. Yes, he wasn't at all replusive and was rather handsome but he just didn't turn me on. If anything his wife was far more pleasing to look at !

" It's up to you sweetheart, whatever you want to do. Anthea is very beautiful ! " I admitted, biting back my petty jealousy...
 
"It's up to you sweetheart, whatever you want to do. Anthea is very beautiful!"

I gave Bella a hug and kissed her.
“Do you know what a wonderful, beautiful woman you are? And thank you for what you said about Anthea, she is very beautiful … and very desirable but she’s got her eyes on someone else tonight.”

I glanced around the room. People were starting to leave, heading off to their rooms and whatever else they’d be up to for the rest of the evening, and Anthea caught my eye.
“Shall we?” she asked.

The four of us pushed our chairs back and stood, ready to leave. The other couple at the table looked a bit disappointed but I was sure they’d be able to find some fun with another couple or even on their own.
They smiled and waved as we left.
“Have fun.”

Anthea and Dean led the way through the gardens to their room and I put my arm round Bella. I sensed that she wasn’t entirely happy with what we were getting into.
“If you don’t want to do this we don’t have to, I’d be just as happy to be with you but from what Anthea told me, I don’t think Dean is going to be involved.”

I paused while Bella absorbed this.
“You remember I said that Anthea has got her eyes on someone else tonight? That someone else is you. She wants a threesome with you and me while he watches. He’s a voyeur and gets off watching Anthea with other people. especially with other women.”

By now we’d reached their room and Anthea opened the door for us.
“Dean is going to shower while we get comfortable.”

Anthea said this in a very dismissive tone, almost telling Dean to stay in the bathroom until he was called but then she turned to me.
“Carlos, there’s champagne in the fridge. Be a sweetheart and open it will you?”

I could hear the rustling of clothes while I collected the champagne and by the time I’d eased the cork from the bottle with a pop and filled three glasses, Bella and Anthea were under the covers of the bed, their clothes discarded in an untidy jumble. I couldn’t believe it had happened so fast.

It was Anthea who spoke.
“Well don’t just stand there Carlos, bring the champagne over and then join us in bed.”
 
I had come into this vacation with eyes wide open and with the best lover I had ever known. Carlos was an incredible total stud and know how to please a female in every way. I was so lucky to have a man like him in my life. Not that I didn't get a little bit jealous sometimes when I shared him with other females but it was just par for the course. Deep down inside I knew that Carlos was devoted to me and always put me first. He was not only my partner but my trusted confident. Besides Anthea was very beautiful, entitled, spoiled and seemed to be used to getting whatever her little ol' heart desired. Her husband on the other hand, was rather passive, unlike Carlos who was the ultimate alpha male.

" Well just don't stand there Carlos, bring the champagne over and then join us in bed. " Anthea suggested, talking to him like he was a hired butler in her household. She would never had guessed that he was once my chauffuer.

Carlos smiled and offered us both a glass of champagne before taking off his own clothes. Anthea watched intently when he removed his shirt, exposing his chiseled torso. Her eyes widened when he took off his trousers revealing the huge bulge inside his tight underwear.

" Oh my...he's so big...and hard ! Anthea exclaimed, licking her lips in anticipation. " My husband couldn't even begin to compete with Carlos ! "

I had a feeling that was why she was a swinger. Always on the lookout for somethinger bigger and better...
 
There was a time when I was in my late teens that the meerest chance of sex would have me rock hard within seconds but now, some ten years later, I can savour my arousal, enjoying feeling my cock pulsing in time with my heartbeat as it fills with blood like some sleeping serpent aroused from slumber and that was happening now as I undressed to my underwear.
I looked at Bella as she sipped her champagne. She smiled when Anthea gasped “Oh my...he's so big...and hard”.
Bella knew that Anthea hadn’t seen my fully erect cock yet and I stood at the side of the bed drinking my champagne making Anthea wait.

I knew I was pushing the boundaries of my relationship with Bella by getting involved with Anthea but by the end of the evening I knew that Anthea would be jealous of Bella having almost exclusive use of me and Bella would have had one of the best nights of her life as Anthea and I would bring her to several memorable orgasms.
I was going to fuck Anthea until she screamed “No more please, that’s all I can take” and then make love to Bella, long and slow while Anthea kissed every part of her that she could reach.
And all the while, poor Dean would be a bystander, watching his wife being taken while all he could do was sit in a chair by the side of the bed and masturbate.

I finished my champagne and set my glass down winking at Bella as I did.
“So Anthea, are you ready for this.” I asked as I peeled my undershorts down, letting my now fully erect cock spring free.

“Kneel up.”
 
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I was thrilled by the way things were developing on the first night of our erotic vacation. Carlos and I had a whole week to play and do anything we wished too in paradise. And now we were about to share one of the most beautiful females on the island. Besides me of course...too bad her hubby was way out of his wifes league and I was not interested him in the least. Not when I was with the most handsome stud I had ever known...

Anthea couldn't contain her excitement when she saw the size of my former chauffuers cock. He was at least twice as big as her husbands. She licked her lips in anticipation...that when I decided to take control of the situation and take her by her silky long hair and force the bitch to her knees in front of him.

" My man likes to have his beautiful big cock worshipped before he fucks a pussy. As you can see it is big enough for both of us to share. " I offered, knowing that just the sight of it was making her submissive. Carlos grabbed her by the hair and forced Anthea's face forward, making her take his meaty cock in her mouth. She whimpered, unable to even fit the massive head between her lips...

" Here let me show you how to handle a cock this big ! " I said. By know I was an expert of giving a cock this size pleasure. I showed her how I could deep throat it and then lick the shaft with my tongue afterward. Anthea started licking and fondling his balls while I continued to concentrate on the top of it. Soon we were taking turns trying to get as much as we could down our mouths without gagging...however when Carlos gripped her by the hair and started thrusting into her mouth Anthea started crying tears. To her credit she didn't protest in the least and seemed desperate to please him. Meanwhile I used my fingers and reached down between her legs and felt how wet her pussy was ! There was no doubt that she was enjoying herself and couldn't wait until she had that massive cock in her hot married pussy. Unfortunately for her the nights activities were just beginning...
 
This is a side of Bella that she doesn’t show very often but when she becomes dominant, she’s magnificent and my jaw dropped when she grabbed Anthea’s hair and dragged her to her knees so I followed Bella’s lead and pushed my cock into Anthea’s mouth.
For a moment I thought that I’d never get my cock past Anthea’s lips. She obviously wasn’t used to anything as big and, glancing across at her husband who was still stroking his cock I could see why. His entire cock was hidden by his hand whereas it would take Bella and Anthea to cover mine using both their hands.
Poor Anthea.

Still, I was happy that tonight I’d be able to give her something that she’d remember for the rest of her vacation but first, Bella wanted to give her some lessons and took my cock all the way into her throat and then back out again.
Soon Anthea was following Bella’s example and, little by little, I was able to push my entire length into her throat and I started to fuck her face, slowly at first but then faster and deeper, my balls swinging against her face.
Anthea gasped with each thrust as my cock ravaged her tonsils and it would have been easy to unload into her throat but I had a better idea and pulled out of her. She was still on her knees and I moved behind her.
Bella had been fingering Anthea’s pussy so she was wet and ready to take me. As I buried my cock in her pussy I turned to Dean.

“Seeing as you didn’t eat dessert at dinner, I’m going to leave something in your wife’s cunt for you to lick.” And I started to fuck her, hard and deep, pulling her onto me with each thrust. I wasn’t in a hurry, I wanted Anthea to beg me to cum in her and to stop fucking her and then Bella and I could lie together, playing and teasing each other as we watched her husband lick her clean.

It would be a good end to this part of the evening because when we’d finished with Dean and Anthea, I was going to take Bella back to our room and make love with her, long, slow and easy and then sleep with the woman I’d fallen in love with but for the moment I was showing Anthea what a real cock felt like.

“Oh god, now, please cum in me now and then you can stop.”
Anthea was pleading but I wasn’t ready yet and I continued pounding into her, harder and faster.
I wanted her to plead one last time.

“Please Carlos, I can’t take any more. Please, now.”

I’m not a cruel man and I could tell that Anthea really was at her limit so with one final thrust as deep as I could, I let go, pumping jet after jet of cum deep into her pussy.
Eventually I pulled out, watching as my semen started to trickle from her.
I turned to Dean.

“Your turn now. Time to eat your wife and clean her up.”

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I didn't realize how neglected poor Anthea was, married to a man with such a little cock. Dean was obviously a beta cuckold but a happy one willing to do anything to please his gorgeous hotwife. Dean did not hesitate to clean up his wife's creampie when Carlos told him too. This only made me feel better to be with my alpha male. What woman wouldn't want to be with such an amazing stud ?

Deciding to make myself useful, I used my tongue to clean up my lover's cock that was covered from Anthea's juices as well as his own. I couldn't wait until we got back into our room and Carlos fucked my brain's out. My pussy desperately his cock after watching him manhandle another man's wife ! I had a feeling that we were going to become very popular here at the all adult inclusive playground resort for the next week. And this was fine with me. We were here for own pleasure, filthy rich and living our decadent lifestyle and I was loving every minute of it...
 
While Bella sucked and cleaned my cock I watched Dean obey my order and lick his wife’s pussy clean of my semen that was still oozing from her.
In a way, I felt sorry for Dean but it seemed he got off on being humiliated and made a cuckold.
Well, each to their own I suppose but it wasn’t something that I could do. And that set me pondering.

It was, I reflected, a curious situation.
Here I was with the woman of my dreams, or any man’s dreams come to that, and yet she seemed happy to watch me fuck another woman and then as a reward, she cleaned my cock with her mouth and gorgeous lips.
We finished with Anthea and Dean and made our way back to our room. I had my arm round Bella, holding her tight as we walked and I wondered how the rest of our vacation would go.

But for now, tonight, it was just Bella and me and back at our room I checked the temperature of the hot tub, set the jets to low and opened some champagne. This was our time now and I undressed her and led her to the tub.
The moon was high in the sky and she looked like a goddess, her skin silver in the moonlight. I poured champagne and kissed her neck as she sipped, nibbling at her earlobes and then her neck again.
There was no rush, neither of us had anywhere or anything to do in the morning and I took my time, working my way to her breasts, kissing her nipples to hardness and then back to her neck and eventually her lips.
The taste of champagne was in her mouth and the thought of what we’d done tonight had me hard again.

“I’ve something here that I think you might like to use for your own pleasure. Why don’t you sit on my cock for a while and then, when you’re ready I want you to kneel up so I can fuck you doggy style?”
 
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I knelt against the edge of the tub, my ass in the air in anticipation of my stud's hard cock ! Carlos was always ready to play, twenty four seven and had the ability to please a female in and out of bed. He should have been a giglio instead of a chauffuer. Thank God I had or should I say, my late husband had hired him!

Carlos slowy entered my pussy from behind and I arched my back. Now it was my turn to be pleasured my his beautiful cock and not have to share him. Soon I was moaning and gasping for more and encouraging him to fuck me like the wicked slut I really was ! " Oh God yes...fuck my pussy...please don't stop ! " I begged him as he filled my naughty hot cunt with magnificent tool. It didn't take long for me to feel my pussy spasm and gush all over in another mind shattering orgasm. How many I will never know...Carlos was simply amazing ! He definitately was a 'keeper' and our fun and games were just beginning...
 
There is something very erotic about waking up next to a beautiful woman and watching her slow and gentle breathing and the rise and fall of her breasts.

Bella stirred at a knock on the door. I wrapped a towel around my waist and opened the door to a very appreciative look from the room service waitress and then watched as she raised her head, sniffing the air in the room.

“I hope you enjoyed your first night with us.” She smirked.
The scent of sex was unmistakable but I guessed it wasn’t unusual in the resort.

“Thank you, yes, we had a very enjoyable evening.” I stood aside, allowing her to wheel the breakfast trolley into the room.

She laid the table for us and then turned to me, hooking a finger into the towel where it was wrapped around my waist, tugging it gently and looking directly into my eyes.
“If there’s anything else I can do for you … anything at all, don’t hesitate to call.”
There was no mistaking what she was offering and for a moment I thought she was going to squeeze my rapidly hardening cock through the towel but she just winked and closed the door.

I poured half a champagne flute of orange juice, topped it up with champagne and sat on the edge of the bed next to Bella who was now awake and looking at me.
“Don’t worry, she’s not for me. I bet she’s had as much use as this cup.” I said, pouring a coffee for Bella.

After breakfast we went to the pool and grabbed a couple of loungers, just relaxing and letting the world go by.
About half an hour went by and a couple walked past. He was older than the woman he was with and nodded in acknowledgement as they passed but what I couldn’t understand was why the woman blushed and looked so uncomfortable when our eyes met briefly but then I realised: she was the masseuse that Bella’s husband had taken to the Bahamas and now here she was with a different man. I didn’t know his name but now I certainly recognised him as one of the members of the club that Mr Anderson had frequented.

Bella was dozing and I leant over and kissed her.
“I don’t want to upset you but, you see that couple over there?” I said pointing in their direction.
“He’s a member at the gentleman’s club, I recognise him from when I drove Mr Anderson there, and she’s the woman that your husband took with him to Nassau and was almost certainly with him when he died.”

I was going to say: “she was almost certainly fucking your husband when he died” but thought better of it.

“The thing is, he might recognise you from the Country Club when you attended social events with your husband.”
I watched as realisation of what I’d just told her sunk in.

“If this is too difficult for you we can leave and go to another island.”
 
" What ? "

I lifted up my sunglasses to get a better look at the bitch who stole my late husband. She was very pretty and looked good in a bikini, but a little older than I imagined. How could Carl prefer that gold digger over me ?

" Are you sure ? " I asked.

" Positive. "

" Why should we leave and go to another island just because of that bitch ? And yes I know who she is with. He is a very wealthy stockholder who tried to seduce me behind my late husbands back at a fundraiser. "

No we weren't going anywhere. As a matter of fact I was going to get some revenge, one way or the other...
 
I noted the look of determination on Bella’s face but there was something else there – anger perhaps at being side-lined by the woman Carlton had taken to the Nassau?

At least Bella recognised the man she was with and it confirmed in my mind that not only was she willing to take tips while massaging men at the Gentlemen’s Club, but also, for the right offer, she’d service them while they paid for her holiday and knowing the price of the hotel in Nassau and the room rate here, she’d only put out for the very best offers and I wondered how many men she had lined up like this to support her lifestyle. That’s up to her and I’m fine with her earning her living like that. It’s better than giving happy endings day in day out and far better than standing on a street corner in fishnet tights earning $50 a pop to feed a drug habit.

I watched them as they walked over to the pool bar. She was pretty and in good shape and I wondered if there was some way we could devise for Bella to get some revenge on her.
It would be easy to arrange for them to be sat with us at dinner. $100 pressed into the hand of the attractive hostess who made the seating arrangement would ensure that could be arranged but what then?

I leant across and nuzzled Bella’s tummy and then ran my tongue up past her bikini top to her neck.

“I’m guessing you’d like to get some payback on that woman. If you like, I’ll arrange to have them sitting with us at dinner but what then? Have a think and we can have some fun at their expense."
 
" Yes...that would be perfect. I'm sure she doesn't know who I am. The slut probably doesnt even remember my late husband. Of course she didn't bother to come to the funeral. " I said to Carlos, not really knowing how this was going to play out. But I planned to have some fun at her expense. On the other hand, if it wasn't for her I wouldn't be a very rich widow and be with a stud like Carlos...

This could be very entertaining, I thought to myself. She was pretty and older than me. Was she submissive ? If so, how much...and that guy she was with didn't look very dominant, to tell the truth. He looked out of shape but was no dought filthy rich. Actually he seemed to dote on her like a good little puppy dog. I was already wondering what I would wear for dinner this evening, I wanted to look my best when I stole her man...
 
I spoke to the hostess about the dining arrangements which, with the help of $100 pressed into her welcoming hand, she assured me she’d take care of and again, just like the room service waitress, I was sure there was much more on offer if I wanted it.

But what I wanted was to see the look of triumph on Bella’s face as she got her revenge on the masseuse and her new sugar daddy although to be fair, it was the men who paid for her who were the real villains but I understood how she felt about the masseuse.
I suggested we arrived at dinner a little late to make sure our ‘targets’ were already seated and lead by the hostess we sat opposite them and introduced ourselves.

“Hi, I’m Carlos and this is Bella and you are?”
I left the question hanging, watching the embarrassment and discomfort swirl across the masseuse’s face.

This was going to be fun.
 
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