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Caribbean Sun – the short story
 
 

 

 

Text Box: Under the glare of the Caribbean sun, Neisey lay naked, face down on the beach as the sun warmed her ass with its soothing touch. The sunrays felt like the hands of a beautiful black man massaging her stressed muscles, and everywhere he touched felt like she was being touched for the very first time. With each passing minute the sun rose higher and higher, and its heat more intense. Neisey wished life could be like this everyday and she could just bask under the sun with no worries on her mind. The life of an up and coming music star had its perks, but when you have everyone from family, friends and the record label wanting a piece of you; at the end of the day it’s easy to forget who you are and why music is your passion. Knowing that she needed some quiet time for herself, Neisey booked a flight to Antigua without telling anyone in her camp where she was going, and for the first time in what felt like years, she was alone with her thoughts. There was no one to fuss over her and it felt good to be alone. By any standard Neisey was a beautiful woman. She possessed a smile that would make even an atheist accept Jesus Christ as his Lord and Savior. Her voice dripped of honey when she spoke, and just merely saying hello to a man would instantly give him the misconception that he had a chance at getting in her panties. Her record label marketed her as a sexy modern day Dorothy Dandridge with a twist of kick ass Pam Grier aka Foxy Brown, and the image that was being cultivated couldn’t be further from who she truly was at heart- a country girl who had made it big and was still sweet at heart. Men were even more endeared to her because she didn’t see herself as sexy or beautiful even though she heard the compliments and whistles everyday. All her life men had fussed over her and wanted to own her without even first trying to find out the story of her heart. At 25, she could spot the gamers before they even smiled and let her know what they could do for her. She let them know she could do for herself, and kept on walking. They would stare at her ass seemingly mesmerized as it swayed gently from side to side like a palm tree caught in a wind dance. Every sway was telling them no when all they wanted to hear was yes and her screams of passion as they violated the privacy nestled moistly between her inner thighs. Neisey yearned to feel the touch of a man’s hands and lips all over her starving body. She had gone on a sexless diet for the past year, which included no masturbation. Text Box: In the past few weeks it had gotten so bad that merely feeling the fabric of her panties rubbing against her skin stimulated her, and would make her moist. There was a storm brewing down below and the weatherman had predicted it would be raining for days. One of the maids at the hotel had suggested this secluded little hideaway to Neisey. It looks like heaven she said, and by the way she smiled with reminisce it was obvious that it held special memories for her. Neisey took her advice rented a Jeep and half an hour later she was laying on the whitest sand she had ever seen in her young life. She lay there lost in her thoughts with the sound of the crashing waves and chirping birds as background music. Every thought she had would bring her back to the ache she felt between her legs, and her pussy begged for any kind of release. Laying naked on a beach in the Caribbean wasn’t making it any better she laughed out loud at the irony of the situation. The islands are where you can be anonymous and let your inhibitions feel free to come out and play. Neisey turned over to finish her sun massage and it thrilled her to be so exposed under a beautiful blue sky and no prying eyes to ogle her. She opened her legs to let the sun’s warmth shine deep inside of her hungry pussy. Every few seconds she would turn to the angle where the heat was most intense and let it fill her up like a rainbow exploding over the horizon. Her imagination had her flying across the sky, but she stopped herself from inserting her fingers into her already wet pussy. The way she was feeling at this moment, a finger just wouldn’t do right now. Dizzy from the desire that was consuming her body, and turning her mind into mush; Neisey quickly got up and dove into the ocean to cool her body down before she overheated from desire and exploded into nothingness. Her naked bronzed body shot through the warm water as if it had been shot from a cannon in a circus. Swimming along side her were fish of every color of the rainbow. They were so close that if Neisey opened her mouth they might swim in and be an early dinner. Neisey felt like a beautiful black mermaid swimming along aimlessly with her school of fish. These are the moments that make life worth living she thought to herself before coming up for air. The hideaway looked like a painting from a postcard. The sand glistened under the heat of the sun, a soft breeze whispered through the coconut trees and the water was so warm it felt like she was in a Jacuzzi. Everything was idyllic except for being alone. Not wanting to feel the melancholy that loneliness can sometimes bring she got ready to dive into the ocean and find another school of fish to keep her company when an object Text Box: caught her eye in the far off distance. The glare of the sun blinded her vision as she tried to shield her face to get a better look. Coming towards her, jogging at a leisurely pace was a man, a naked man. She stood in the water unsure of what do, but certain that having a naked man seeing her naked body wasn’t on her list of ‘things to do while on vacation.’ Neisey dove under water and hoped that if she stayed there long enough that he would just jog his naked ass on by her. Finally she ran out of air, resurfaced and as she blinked away water from her eyes his naked black body filled her vision. Her mind told her to turn away, but her stare was unblinking at his magnificence. Behind him the sun cast its light on his body, and his shadow made him seem even more imposing. He had the sinewy body of runner, and he was black like the night. Neisey tried to lift her eyes away from his nakedness or at least close them, but his manhood swayed hypnotically and seemed to be teasing her. The water had gotten unbearably hot and she was trapped in it. She was naked and even though she was up to her neck in the water; it was so clear that she was certain he could see what most men would give their right arm to get a peek at. “You startled me when you came up for air,” he finally spoke. His accent was a mixture of island pathos and someone who had been away to America for far too long. He didn’t seem aware of his nakedness as he spoke casually and stepped into the water. She wanted to run and put some clothes on and at least then she would feel safer. “I didn’t know anyone came here,” a familiar voice escaped her throat but sounded unsure and far younger than her age.” “Don’t dig anything. You’re the first person I’ve seen here in a long time,” he was getting closer. So close that she could now feel his energy rippling through the water and surrounding her like a whirlpool. At any minute she could get sucked in, but she kept her composure and slowly backed away casually. He could be a killer for all she knew. A killer with a deadly smile and a long swaying black cock that was two arm lengths away form her. She could reach out and shake its hand. He seemed to read her apprehension at the situation and backed away also. “No need to worry love, you are safe,” and he smiled the smile of a man who was confident in his abilities to capture the attention of the opposite sex without resorting to violence. Without quite knowing why, Neisey allowed herself to relax. They exchanged names and a cautious conversation ensued. His name was Damian, and he had come back to visit his family for a few days before starting his job as a photographer for an up and coming magazine. He dove underwater and she Text Box: was left standing there alone. He resurfaced behind her without her even knowing it and she was inches away from his face when she turned around. Neisey held her breath to steady her nerves, and had the sudden thought to climb Damian like a coconut tree and lick the salt water dripping down his face. He searched her face for the answer that his lips were asking, and she answered him with her eyes. All she wanted was to taste his lips and suck on them like a piece of fruit, and have the sensation of its juices burst inside her mouth. Neisey was thirsty and the urge to be devoured and ravaged by this stranger on a strange island felt right. All Damian had to do was reach for her, and she would be his on this hot island summer day. His throat was dry, and looking at her suddenly reminded him of a glass of lemonade. He wanted her to go down slow and quench his thirst. Damian saw that familiar look in Neisey’s eyes of a woman’s wanton need to be held and have someone touch them until the ache that was born in their hearts and made its way to their pussy subsided. He had the cure for that ache and pushed his way through the water. He reached for her hand and beckoned her to follow him. They both dove underwater to temporarily cool off the lust that had enveloped their bodies, but the nature of a man and a woman can be a beast when its urges aren’t fed and caution is thrown to the wind. Side by side they swam their bodies inadvertently touching, and Damian could feel his arousal becoming more than just a thought. His erection rippled through the water like a sail caught in a stiff breeze, and he reached for Neisey but she was already there. They rose from underwater with her legs somehow wrapped around his waist, and his face buried in her bosom. He kissed her with a thousand kisses and she wished it was a million and counting. His erection bobbed up and down below her, and her vagina opened with anticipation of having him deep inside her. She whispered in his ears the words that every man wants to hear from a beautiful woman, ‘fuck me’. Always give a woman what she asks for, and not what you want her to have was his father’s mantra to Damian when he started dating. Damian carried a closed eye Neisey back to shore and proceeded to answer her every wish she made while laying naked early that afternoon under the Caribbean sun. Dean Jean-Pierre 12-21-05 10:34pm