Virgin Islands

[masculino98]

It was mid October when the Elisa pulled into port in Anguilla, USVI. Captain Ron had been dodging hurricanes all of September, pulling anchor from port to port before he found safe harbor. He was beat tired and ragged – ready to hit the hammock ashore with a bottle of rum.

Captain Ron had done quite well for himself. As a self-proclaimed millionaire by the time he was 30 – he had done quite well in the software industry building his own company and selling it for a mint. Not wanting to work, with the seas in his veins he bought the Elisa two years ago from a retired Admiral in Annapolis. Sailing up and down the East coast he has caught harbors in Baltimore, NYC, Boston, Nova Scotia, Myrtle Beach, and Miami to name a few. Always following the weather he drops his anchor wherever the wind might blow.

At 6’ tall, 185 lbs, this tall, dark and handsome man was one smart cookie at the University of North Carolina. When he wasn’t on scholastic probation he was the star of the lacrosse intramural team. Co-eds from all over tobacco row would flock to see his games in homes of him taking his shirt off and showing off his chiseled physique. Brown hair and blue eyes, he’s seen his share of women and booze – preferring the booze most of the time. He likes his women fast with big boobs and a nice ass – preferably brunettes.

Pulling alongside is a cute little thing. She’s the harbormaster at Anguilla, asking how long he’s staying, charging him for water, electricity, etc. She had him moore up to a buoy just inside the harbor and they are waiting for a slip to open peirside.

He smiles at her as she pulls up in her skiff.

 

[WhatsBroknAlice]

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Anya Rain examined the captian looking him up and down. She had not met him, she knew him by reputation though and sighed brushing her hair from her face and in her head making the decision in her own mind whether his appearance was worthy of all the fuss.

She was in her mid 20s but tended to come across as older in conversation and appear a bit younger, much to her own dismay. She despised not being taken seriously and life near water had given her a sarcastic demeanor to cope with the sailors constantly attempting to get inside her mind and clothes. "Captian" she said greeting the man. She knew her words came harsher than intended but in her minds voice she had decided he actually was exuding sexual energy and the stories made more sense.

She was a conservationsit and marine biologist primarily and the money she made dealing with people like the Captian whose reputation preceeded him, funded the research that grants were so hard to come by for.

 

[masculino98]

"Anya... what the heck are you doing down here? Last we met at bar in Key West and you were trying to save the manintee's doing your bit to save the world. What happened, stopped carrying your French Merlots at Hemingway's Bar?"d

Ron chuckled a little. He's bumped into you off and on while sailing in the keys. Nothing serious but a couple of drinks... but you could swear some sparks were flying. Occasionally he would give you that drunken stare like he really had the hots for you or something.

Luckily he was a gentlemen most of those nights before taking some flusy home to his bungalow wherever he was staying.

Admiring your Navy Blue sailor shorts and you white halter top white blouse that looks like something Daisy Dukes might wear he admires your spunk as you climb onboard the ships ladder.

"So can you get me a dock at the pier tonight? I need 220V electirical lines, water hookup, bilge services, and stores for six days at sea. Can you accomdate me. I promise I'm not carrying any drugs? <smiling devilishly at you> You can search me if you want?

 

[WhatsBroknAlice]

Anya laughed a bit a rolled her eyes as she shook her head. "yeah we can get you taken care of" she said as she stood in front of him with her head cocked to the side. "As tempting as it may be" she looked over him with mischief in her eyes. "I suppose, we can wave the cavity search" She turned took a radio from her hip and hurried through some instructions to get him settled. "I'll have someone up in a second to take care of you Ron." she said and turned to walk toward the ladder.

 

[masculino98]

"You were always a doll Anya. I don't know why you kept turning down my proposals to marry you?"

Captain Ron grins devilishly as he signs the required customs form to pull into Anguilla. Sign, sign, sign.... swipe the credit card and he is following you pierside.

"What are you doing tonight Anya?"

"There's a party at 'Kokomo' tonight. Meet for a drink at happy hour."

You know it. That gives me an hour or to hit the showers, change, and clean up.

After a little soap and deodarant our fearless captain has cleaned up nicely. A freshly ironed Hawaiian print linen shirt feels nice in this cool island breezes. Shorts adn T-shirts are all that's required on the island as he strolls into the bar.

Some calypso band plays in the background as he makes his way over to you at the bar and smiles...

 

[WhatsBroknAlice]

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Anya had lain herself across the sand enjoying the setting sun, laughter and music. She was a few feet from the waterside bar and didn't bother opening her eyes when the captian approached. "I wondered if you would come." she smiled and arched her back into a stretch as she sat herself up and braced on her elbows. The little black dress she had chosen showed off the body she naturally maintained by the physical demands of her work. "I wondered if I would come as a matter of fact...." she said her smile becoming only slightly less confident as she got to her feet.

 

[masculino98]

"Well, I'm glad your here Anya. Good to see a familiar face after weeks at sea.

Captain orders drinks for the two of us. Of course it is a Mojito. What else does anyone drink in the Carribean?

.... An hour or two passes. You two are getting pretty chummy at the bar. Smiling. Laughing. Sharing old stories of mutual friends long ago. Reminiscing that time at some frat party where Ron decides to streak through the frat house naked to REALLY get the party started. His stories were legendary of the pranks and stunts he pulled.

Whether it was past girlfriends and boyfriends you too used to have or how drunk you got at that tailgate when NC beat Florida State.... nothing is tabu tonight.

One really rumor... you REALLY have to ask him about. Supposedly, the rumor was that for Ron's 21st birthday - the house decided to get him a hooker to suck his dick on the middle of the pool talbe in front of about half the faternity. Supposedly, when he came.... he pulled out and GUSHED A FLOOD OF CUMM soo hard and deep on the hookers tits and face that she ran out of the house SCREAMING!

Most of the girls on campus heard and were totally appauled.

" EWWWW.... gross most said."

Most thought it was just rumors or guys being guys and telling exagerated stories to pump up their ego. Most of your girlfriends were appauled at Ron's supposed lack of standards and couldn't understand how he could stoop so low.

But throughout these years.... you wouldn't put it past him and have just been itching to ask him if those embarrasing rumors were just a tall tail or was it really true?

 

[WhatsBroknAlice]

Anya looked over where a group of men were stirring up a bit of chaos likely underage, She smiled remembering the old stories. "I wonder if you've settled down since college." she mused shaking her head at the stories she remembered hearing. "I remember the wild stuff I would hear when I looked up from my books and put down my pencils..." she took a long drink from her glass wondering how many she had had now and finishing the one she held with a shrug. "I always wondered how many of them were true" She looked up through her eyelashes trying to hide her insecurity at asking the question and interest in the answer.

 

[masculino98]

"Those stories? Mostly rumors. I did streak a party once naked. Drunk, raging harmones... 21 years old - people do stupid things. I probably did more than most.

Ron looks down and sees your glass is almost empty call over the bartender.

"Bartender, another round please. Make us a DIRTY MONKEY!

Laughing as he orders the drink he explains that it's a popular drink here in the Carribean. Made of coffee, Bailey's, Kalahua, ice cream and a half a bannana - its like a alcholics version of a cofee milkshake... but very tasty.

A Bob Marley song is always customary down here as No Woman, No Cry begins to play. Not giving you a choice, he leads you by the hand to the dance floor. As he stairs into your eyes he is spellbound by your beauty. The curve of your face and admiring how good you look into your dress. As he pulls you closer he whispers into your ear...

"So tell me Anya.... let's play a little truth or dare? Tell me the craziest thing you did in college? We've talked a lot about me... but I want to know if there is anything beyond this fascad as little miss goody-two-shoes who spent too much time in the books?

 

[WhatsBroknAlice]

With only a brief instinctual protest, she allowed herself to be lead to the dancefloor swaying against your chest. Her head swimming a bit she wonders somewhere in her mindly drunken thought process if you can feel her heart pounding when you whisper in her ear.
She tilts her chin upwards and looks up at you through her dark eyelashes and opens her mouth to speak. "I have never told anyone before...." she smiles and closes her eyes, taking a deep breath and lays her head on your shoulder. "Do you remember that stripclub....the dollhouse?...about an hour away from campus...?" she asked knowing it would probably be a shock to most that she knew the place even exsisted.

It had been on a seedier side of town rich men cheating on their wives and college aged males burning off steam and thier parents money were the regular clientel. She knew he had been there, more than once with friends and kept her eyes closed as she let her voice trail off for a moment.

"I know it was a popular destination for some of the frats....." she whispered not sure whether to smile or frown.

 

[masculino98]

The Dollhouse? Yea, I remember that place. I think we hazed more than a couple of pledges there.

Laughing and recalling an old memory.

"I had a favorite girl. Her stagename was Casidy. I can't tell you what happened in the VIP room with her.

"But how do you know about the Dollhouse? It sounds like you were familiar with the place?

Then it looks like the lightbulb went off, Ron looks at you in ASTONISHMENT.

"NO. YOU? You worked there?

 

[WhatsBroknAlice]

Anya keeps her head down refusing to look up and nods against your chest. "my scholarships...helped alot I couldnt have gone to that school without them at all..." she frowns into your shoulder inhaling your scent and exhaling a long obviously uncomfortable sigh. "but it was expensive...cost of living in the area and my dorm, wasnt covered....I was always into dance and gymnastics and never stopped doing yoga....you would be amazed how much a wig, make up and a pair of contacts will blind a man to a person he sees everyday" She did laugh then quietly. "I was always so afraid I would be recognized...Its why I didnt go to the parties and I didnt hang around with people who did alot of partying."

 

[masculino98]

"Wholly shit! Did you know Cassidy? Nevermind, sorry I asked. Wow. Doe"sn't that make things ackward? Anya the stripper? Never would have guessed that? LOL!"

Admiring your body again and knowing your a little drunk, its obvious you are being pretty cuddily on the dance floor... I slip my hand down the small in your back ... seeing if you object to me grabbing your taunt AWESOME BUNNS on the dancefloor.

Mmmm.... They feel good.

 

[WhatsBroknAlice]

Anya doesn't stop your hands , her chin tilted to look up into your face and her eyes glazed with drunkeness and more emotion than the Anya "cold fish" marine biology student ever showed. "Never Anya the stripper" she whispers holding her gaze strong to your face. "There was Cassidy the dancer, and Anya...the student" She touches your cheek with her fingertips. "Cassidy knows you well enough that Anya doesnt fear her secret leaving this dancefloor even though she will hate herself for telling you once shes sobered up" she says as she smiles up at you.

 

[masculino98]

Anya the student and Cassidy the dancer????

Still looking a dumbstruck deer in the headlights look.... Ron's face goes from astonishment to a devilish grin like he never knew his favorite girl from the Dollhouse was the same one he had dozens of studyhalls and late night cram sessions to make it though Chemistry 101. Holy Shit is the obvious look on his face.

Holly fuck! He still remembers what Cassidy did int that VIP room that was for members only. She was one wild fuckin' SMOKIN' HOT BABE with the nicest titties in the place. She was a ful NATURAL Double DD with the perkiest boobs. A lot of other stippers had to have plastic surgery to land the big dollars, but NOT Cassidy. She was all natural.

And she was a hell of a dancer! A master at her craft. She used to swing from the polls like a Japanese Snow Monkey, she could have easily been in Circus O' Lay show in Vegas. Her thighs were thick and musclar. Not an once of fat on her. She wore this sexy little belly button ring with a diamond stud that picked up the low lights that made it seem like a mirror ball across her TIGHT abs.

She smelled incredible too. She was always wearing something from Victorian Secret or something or another. It lurred men to her bussom like a moth to flame. She was such a total professional at her craft too. She mastered the art of seduction.

She knew exactly how to smile at the men. What to say to charm the men into buying her drink after drink. And the way she shook her ass and pushed her titties together giving each customer those "fuck me" eyes had them hook line and sinker. She would nail them with the usuall pleasantries of 'who you were, how much you made, if you had a girlfriend or wife.... but also a matter of sucking you dry out of every dollar you had in your bank account.

Most men had an idea that they wanted to spend $60 to $100 bucks at the club until they had a lapdance with Cassidy and before you knew it they would be hitting the ATM maching. $200 - $500 later, Cassidy was leaving the Dollhouse easily making $1,000 - $2,000 a night there. She was so good at her job, the other stippers would get pissed off at her and key her car or slash her tires out of jealousy with claims she stole their regular customers or they would make half their wages solely because of her talents. Casidy would probably say, hey, if you don't if you don't have the goods.... or don't know how to work it - FIND A REAL JOB BITCH.

On more than one occasion, Ron hit it off with Cassidy. Now Cassidy was not by any means slutty... but if she really liked a guy... and a mean really liked a guy... and he was willing to pay for it - she might take the lap dance to another level.

In the VIP it was totally cutt-off room from the club with dark tinted windows. The bouncers usually left the customers alone to do whatever the hell they wanted.

Usually that meant a full strip (panties and all) for the customer. A lot of stippers would let the customer finger them out. It was not that uncommon for a blow job or two to go down in the room; however, full one-on-one sex was rare. Not unheard of... but rare.

Now Ron had rememberd at least one or two blow jobs he had received from Cassidy. Memories from that long ago were kind of fuzzy... but he does remember this...

She knew how to give one incredible blow job. She could go deep on his cock and knew how to fondle and lick her balls as well. She knew how to alternate it between her mouth and her humongous tits and get the most from her customer to give them the best experience. But best of all.... she SWALLOWS. In Ron's experience, finding a chick who will give you head number by the dozens.... but only two or three know how to do it right - Cassidy was one who knew how to do it right.

Massaging your ass cheeks even tighter with every recall of every dirty, explicit, memory he had with Cassidy.... you can't help but notice your dates manhood rising to attention in his pants

"So do you remember those crazy, freaky, nights ... me and you in the VIP room? Ron asks with a smile like someone might get lucky tonight!

 

[WhatsBroknAlice]

Anya looked up at Ron leaning against him and lifting just slightly on her toes. She pressed her lips to his ear and whispered knowing her breath was warm against his neck and the tropical scent she had always worn was still fresh from its application earlier that evening. "Captian...you did not know me then for who I am anymore than you do now...but I knew you" she whispered "I did things for you I do for no man and would never sell , I did the things I did for you because it was you." she said as she reached up and snaked her fingers across his neck the same way she had done to keep his attention on her eyes in the VIP room that day. "There were times, I almost wished you would recognize me" she said as she let her heels touch the floor again. "but..you never did" she said with a sad drunken smile as she swayed with the music pressing her hips closer to him.

 

[masculino98]

Well I recognize you now... And I want you so baddly. Leaning down to kiss your lips he gently softly carress your lips with his. Seeing if you will invite him into your world. If you will once again kiss him with the passion and yearning he did years earlier.

 

[WhatsBroknAlice]

Anya closed her eyes and breathed in the taste of him. "I missed the way you kissed me" she whispered sliding her tongue between his lips and running a hand up his chest. "Did you miss me Captian?" she murmered keeping the space betwen their lips closed and stealing tiny nips at his lower lip.

 

[masculino98]

"God I missed you so Alya.

Now running his hands underneath your short minis skirt, he grabs your buns bare now.... noticing either you are not wearing any panties or are wearing a thong.

Puzzled by this new revelation he must find an answer?

"No panties again? What happened... washing machine ate your panties?

As he whispers hot and dirty in your ear he grinds his manhood against your hip.... just letting you know that your favorite males body part is glad your here.

 

[WhatsBroknAlice]

Anya smiled mischeviously and took his hands in hers. "I work and live her captian do not risk my honor with a scene that will torment me when I am sober" she pressed her lips against his neck still holding his hands pressed against her bare flesh. She nipped lightly at his neck and swayed. "I have had too much to drink to behave like the lady I would have you see me as" she whispered between light nips and kisses against his jaw line and ear, "I dont wear things that constrain my feeling of freedom" she said to anwer his question.

 

[masculino98]

Leaning in for a deep kiss he probes his tounge deeply in your mouth. Engaging in a sort of ancient duel of swords or perry he gets toungetied in your mouth... tasting the alchol off your tounge.... finding your mouth to be ever so intoxicating.

"MMMMmmmm... Anya. I wanna fuck you so bad"

Our two long lost lovers sloppily kiss each other on the dance floor. One or two tourist hollar ... "GET A ROOM!" but you can't hear them. All you two are thinking about are getting hot and heavy under the sheets. Anya takes Captain Ron by the hand and asks if she will join her at her beach condo. As soon as we escape the local tourist at the bar Captain Ron's hands are all over you like an 16 year old virgin getting laid for the first time. He peels off your top and pulls down your bra to expose your errect nipples in the cool breezes of the tropics as he begins to suckle and lick on your left tit. Sucking and nibbling.... he admires your more than ample cleavage as he breathing intensifies and his heart is filled with lust and hunger.

"God your tits are so beautiful Anya," Ron says while breathing heavily.

"You wanna suck my cock baby?