Jerry and Eva Bronson were well into their fourth year of marriage and it was apparent now to Jerry that their sex life wasn't going to improve. At first Jerry had thought it was just his wife's shyness and when she finally got used to having a man around the house she would melt a little ... however, that was not the case. If Jerry got to fuck Eva once a month, he was lucky. He turned from quite a spirited young man to a rather withdrawn individual, drinking more and more heavily all the time.
Not that his work didn't encourage drinking, it did. Almost everyone on the newspaper knew how to tipple the booze and Jerry was no exception. It was just that recently his buddies on the paper had noticed that Jerry was becoming more and more morose ... he wasn't as much fun as he used to be.
As some sort of last venture to save their marriage, Jerry had suggested a vacation in Hawaii. Eva had been more than excited and within the space of a week they were lying on the hot golden sands of Maui, one of the smaller islands.
Jerry had been recommended to the hotel by a friend of his at the newspaper and he had been more than happy to take his advice. The hotel was beautiful, right on the beach, great food and nightly entertainment, it was everything that the Bronsons could have asked for and yet still they were not having a good time. Jerry had hoped that with the sun and the ocean, good food and some alcohol, he would be able to loosen Eva up a little, melt the ice a little but it didn't seem to be working. Not that she wasn't a beautiful woman, she was. Most of the men in the hotel were lusting after her, he knew that from their covert glances. If only they knew what a frigid bitch she is, they'd save their time and energy he thought angrily to himself.
The frustrated young husband poured himself a drink in his room and sat down on the balcony to rest before dinner. They had a room at the side of the hotel that overlooked a small cabana. Jerry had found out within the first few days of their vacation that the owner of the hotel lived there, one Tina Renaldi. He hadn't thought anything more about her until he had seen her in her bikini in the garden and from then on, he could think of nothing else.
He sat quietly on the balcony now, hoping for another view of her, and allowed his mind to drift back to the first time he had seen her in the garden. She had been wearing the flimiest bikini he had ever seen, her large melon-like breasts were almost popping out from over the top of the bra and the panties were so skimpy that Jerry could see her buttocks quite clearly and tiny curling whisps of jet black pussy hair. His imagination went wild and he could almost see her palpitating little vagina peeking deliciously through the panties. His cock had lurched insanely, he recalled, throbbing against his pants legs in an effort to jump out.
He recalled how she had bent over to pick something up from the grass and he had had a wild urge to fly off from his balcony and mount her like a mad stallion ... oh God, what he wouldn't give to fuck a real woman instead of a piece of ice from the North Pole. He remembered how she had walked back into her cabana, her buttocks undulating salaciously, almost as if she had been aware that he was watching her. Later on that night, Jerry had heard strains of a wild party and he had been so frustrated that he had had to go to the bathroom to jack off. He felt guilty however about doing it, Eva was only in the next room and he knew it would flip her out if she found him in such a humiliating position.
If only I'd tried to fuck Eva before we were married I would have found out her problems, he groaned inwardly to himself downing his drink quickly.
Jerry was a weak man and he knew it. He had the job on the newspaper because of Eva's father's influence. Eva was rich and he liked that, he liked having money and all the material comforts it brought to him. It's given me everything but happiness he thought sadly to himself ... well, I'm just going to have to get that somewhere else ... where, that's the problem.
It wasn't such a problem though and Jerry knew it. He wanted to fuck Tina Renaldi and he wanted to fuck her so badly that he could almost taste her pussy. How can I get myself invited over to that house, that's the problem ... I've got to get invited over there....
* * *
Eva Bronson was well aware that her husband was unhappy but she had no idea of what to do about it. She checked herself in the mirror in the beauty parlour, her shoulder length wavy hair fell attractively to her shoulders, her ice blue eyes were clear and sparkling ... she looked the picture of health and happiness.
The girl was putting the finishing touches to Eva's hair, she was glad there was a beauty parlour right in the hotel itself, it made it much easier to swim everyday, knowing that she could get a good set later on.
She closed her eyes and allowed herself to drift. She knew that Jerry was sexually frustrated and she wished that there was something she could do about it. She knew that he wanted to make love to her more often, if only he knew how painful it is to make love at all he wouldn't want to, she thought.
There was something about her earlier life that Eva had not told Jerry, that Eva hadn't told a living soul. Her father had made her promise on pain of financial embarrassment not to reveal to anyone what had happened between the three of them. Her Uncle Michael, her Father and herself.
She remembered how she had been left alone at her father's hunting lodge with him and his twin brother Michael. Her mother had driven back into town, it was the maid's day off and Eva hadn't wanted to go with her. She remembered how she had come downstairs later on in the night to get something from the refrigerator. She had been wearing her new short nightie, it was the first womanly thing her mother had allowed her to have and even then she wasn't too pleased about it when she saw her daughter's lovely young body reflected through it. "Remember to wear your dressing gown," her mother always told her, "you should never tempt men ... it's a sin to tempt a man with a lovely young body."
Eva had been confused, who could her mother have been talking about, the only people at the Lodge were her father and her uncle-what a strange thing for mother to say, she had thought.
She had been surprised to find her father and her Uncle Michael in the kitchen. Surprised and a little frightened. Her father's eyes were very red and it was obvious to Eva that they had been drinking. There was an almost empty bottle of scotch on the table and another empty one in the wastepaper basket. She had hurried back to her room after raiding the refrigerator but had noticed to her horror that her father and her uncle were following her. They were in her room and suddenly she found herself being pushed back onto her bed, her shortie nightgown riding up her body, exposing her defenselessly naked body. She had tried to scream but her Uncle had put his hand to her mouth and then everything became a blur.
She remembered lying on the bed with her legs wide apart, her blonde-haired pussy totally exposed to their drunken eyes. She remembered seeing her father half naked kneeling above her, his monstrous cock hard and hot looking.
And then she had passed out, she had no recollection of anything else, all she remembered was that she woke up, still naked, her sheets bloody and no sign of her father.
The following morning her father and her uncle had come to her like two little boys who knew that they had been extremely naughty. Both of them had begged her to forgive them on their hands and knees and had extracted a promise of absolute silence from her.
Life had never been quite the same since that fatal night for Eva. Something had been killed inside of her, her father's image had become sordid and though he had given her everything in the world that money could buy, he was never able to buy back her love or her trust. Both had been obliterated forever!
CHAPTER TWO
"I feel rather sleepy darling," Eva Bronson said to her husband Jerry as they sat on the Terrace of the Beverley Hotel, "I'd like to go to bed."
"Sorry dear, I haven't been very good company tonight," apologized Jerry.
"That's alright darling-let's go to bed."
Eva Bronson climbed into the twin bed in the room she was sharing with her husband. Something's definitely wrong with him, she thought, Oh God! I hope I'm not losing him, I just couldn't bear that!
Jerry Bronson waited until his wife's sleeping pattern was even and he knew that she was finally in a sound sleep before he climbed out of bed and tiptoed to the window. The strains of a party from the cabana were quite loud, even through the closed doors. The frustrated young husband knew that he couldn't bear it any longer. I'll just take a casual stroll down there, he mused and see what's going on.
He slipped into his clothes and moved stealthily out of the room, and down into the main lobby of the hotel. The usual activity was going on in the bar and the rest of the hotel and he walked nonchalantly out of the main door into the warm night air. If he was lucky he could catch a glimpse in through the uncurtained window, he couldn't see into the window from the hotel but he knew that if he could hang out by the papaya tree it would give him a bird's eye view into the cabana.
The first sight that greeted him was a native girl, completely naked being pulled from the first room he saw into out into some kind of hallway. His curiosity was aroused ... what was going on inside the house?
Then, positioned by the papaya tree he could see into Tina Renaldi's bedroom and only a few seconds later she walked into the room wearing a flimsy negligee, her firm, full breasts spilling out in front. Jerry almost felt as if he could reach out and touch her ... then he saw a man enter the room wearing only a pair of shorts, he saw him pull off Tina's robe until she stood completely naked, her back to the window. Jerry took in her long, tapering back down to her buttocks where he saw two sensuous dimples and then the soft but firm broadening out ito the loveliest ass-cheeks Jerry had ever seen.
He saw Tina begin to kiss the man firmly on his lips and then begin to pull down his shorts. Oh God! I wish that were me, Jerry groaned inwardly to himself. In contrast to her jet black hair and dark eyes, Tina's skin was milk white, her waist was very tiny, her stomach flat, her breasts were thrust out and the nipples were a pale rose-pink. Her wide fleshy mouth with wet voluptuous lips was licking and kissing the man's naked torso now and Jerry watched as his big cock suddenly sprang to erection. Suddenly Tina was on her knees, the top of her wet tongue slowly moistening around the tip of the man's monstrous cock and squeezed it. She was fondling and playing with it, caressing and stroking it, talking to it, pursing her lips and blowing a kiss as it grew bigger, swelling in her hand. Slowly, her tongue out, looking up at the man standing above her, she worked the foreskin back, revealing the smooth, rubbery looking head.
Jerry was sweating now, he watched as she slid his cock slowly in and out of her now widely ovaled lips, taking almost the whole cock into her mouth and squeezing with her mouth so that the man's face contorted with pleasure and his hands went down to the top of her head and grasped her thick black hair.
Jerry was rubbing his cock through his pants now and wishing that he were that man in the room. He watched and saw the man's buttocks begin to move, to pump his thick shaft in and out of the voluptuous woman's willing and hungry mouth like some great tight-fitting piston. Jerry could hardly believe his eyes as he saw the muscles in the man's arms bunch and grow taut as he held her head and face in place and began actually fucking her in the mouth as though it were a smooth, hairless cunt, his cock thick and glistening from her saliva as it pulled out before savagely thrusting inward again.
Tina, far from resisting, was slipping her hands behind the man, cupping his buttocks in her hands and spreading the cheeks so that her fingers could find his anus and caress it while he fucked into her face, her lips sucking hard on his cock. With her index finger in his anus and the man reacting, sweating, his face wild and contorted, he fucked her harder. Jerry thought he would pass out now from frustration.
Suddenly he saw the man threw Tina back, knocking her onto the floor where she fell heavily, her legs spread wide open, her cunt now a hungrily throbbing pink slit glistening with moisture in the dim light.
The man fell on top of her naked body and seizing one of her desire-hardened breasts in both of his hands he kneaded and pinched the nipple, then took it in his mouth to suck and bite on it while the voluptuous woman, her legs spread, raised herself on one elbow so that she could look down at his face while she smiled and ran her tongue around her lasciviously opened lips.
Jerry Bronson couldn't stand another minute of his frustration, he had to grab his own cock. He unzipped his fly allowing his throbbing rod of male flesh to spring out into the air. God, he thought, it's hot and hard. He began slowly stroking it as he watched the man's head and hands move to Tina's other breast and attack the other nipple as the woman hungrily watched, shifting her head so that her other breast sprang free, quivering with the nipple pointed and tight.
Now, as Jerry watched, slowly stroking his cock in his hand, feeling it grow big, bigger than it had ever been before; so big that the foreskin pulled back and the head popped free and swelled to stretch the skin around it. Jesus, he thought, if only I could fuck her just once!
The man was beginning to lick Tina's breasts all over, slipping down her shapely torso, sliding down to where his naked buttocks were right up against the window and Jerry had to kneel up on his knees, his cock out and in his hand, in order to see.
Jerry could hear her pleasurable groans even through the glass. He no longer cared if they could see him. An orgasm, built up through months of abstinence was building up in him. He could feel it coming, but he continued to stroke his cock, helpless in the feeling of pleasure as he watched her firm rounded hips begin to rise and fall in a lewdly grinding way as the man licked her stomach, her pubic hair and the fleshy, beautifully molded insides of her thighs.
In a trance Jerry watched as he saw her hands slide up to her rib cage to cup her huge breasts and softly caress the nipples as the man's tongue licked all around her cunt, then, as he felt himself trembling, Jerry watched as her fingers trailed lightly and lasciviously down over her stomach to play in her pubic hair, then lightly, softly, her fingertips rested on the outer surface of her swollen vaginal lips and, Jerry watched, eyes bulging wide, she slowly spread them, revealing the pink insides with the tiny, distended clitoris and the warm moist entrance to her cunt. Jerry felt his heart thumping so loud he was afraid they'd hear inside and it was hard for him to catch his breath as he watched the man put his mouth and tongue over the tight pink little hole and begin to lick and suck noisily, the wet sluicing sounds drifting teasingly out the window to Jerry Bronson's unbelieving ears.
Tina Renaldi reacted as if a bolt of electric current had been shot through her body. Her head was thrown back, her arms flew out, her long, lovely back curled up off the floor and her legs folded up, the knees bending the legs spreading so that the whole of her loins were exposed as the man greedily sucked and licked her cunt while his finger probed for, found, and teasingly wormed home into her tiny, working anus. The woman reacted with a shudder, then, biting her tips she rolled and writhed and squirmed her body around lasciviously on the impaling finger while the man sucked on and on and Jerry, outside moaned out his frustration into the silence.
Then, with all her strength, Tina Renaldi pushed the man from her body and the two of them scrambled to their knees.
The man tried to drag her to the bed and they broke apart in the mad scramble onto the mattress. Tina wrestled with the man, getting him to lie on his back on the bed and she, kneeling, her long jet black hair flowing, sucked on his hardened cork while her hands ran all over his body. Then she pulled away and swung around lifting one long shapely leg and crouching over the man; one of her hands then reached between her legs and seized the man's cock and guided it into her liquid hot cunt. It slipped in smoothly and wetly and then Tina kneeled above him and held her breasts in her hands, their pink nipples distended, and slowly, with cold-blooded lewdness, she began to grind her hips down onto the man's pelvis. Jerry watched her hips rotate and suddenly stop, squeezing the man's cock with her vaginal lips then letting her hips quiver in tormenting little spasms, then suddenly letting go, acting as if her buttocks were independent things of their own, squirming and rolling her hips to stop once again and then quickly slither down on the full shaft of the prick and then slowly rise up off it to plunge down once again and begin all over again.
Jerry knew the man was getting the fucking of his life; that no matter how old he might live to be or what he might experience in life, he would never forget this moment as Tina spread her arms wide and writhed like a python from the hips down and put her hands behind her head and fucked with all her magnificent animal energy.
A door opened in the corner of Jerry's eye and he almost had a heart attack, someone was coming into the room. No, not yet! he wanted to shout out. Nothing must stop his orgasm.
Nothing would-the intruder was a naked girl, a blonde-with a deep tan making her breasts and buttocks snowy white in comparison-who crept into the room and stood watching the hotel owner and the strange man fucking before slipping to the bed where she lay on her stomach next to the man and rose on her elbows and kissed the man on the mouth while he fondled the nipples of her breasts and Tina, above them, grinned down and fucked away at his cock below.
Jerry had never dreamed of such a sensuous and delightful scene. He felt his hand wet and knew that some of his impending ejaculation, some of his hot cum, had seeped out and made his hand slippery.
And he felt himself cumming alone, out in the night, hidden by the papaya trees like a peeping torn as he watched the blonde haired girl pull her mouth away from the man and look up, grinning a white grin against her tan, at Tina's firm breasts, swinging free, dancing above her. She got to her knees and took the slightly older woman's breasts in her hands and her wet mouth closed over a pink, willing nipple. Jerry's eyes flew to see the man's hand trailing up the inside of the blonde's tan thigh and saw her shift, spreading her knees so his fingers could find the soft, petal-like lips of her cunt.
Then Jerry came, cumming with a choked moan, his body convulsing as it seemed that sweet, white-hot energy swarmed though his helpless body and gathered to rush and gush out of his cock. His cum splattered uselessly on the leaves of a bush and he sank to the ground, feeling weak, his eyelids fluttering as his body twitched and settled into a boneless mass of putty, unable to take his fogged eyes from the scene that was going on, inside, on the bed.
Jerry had thrown all caution to the wind, he was still sexually excited, he found himself aroused in a way he had never felt possible before. His cock was erect again and he felt relaxed and lewd. There was no reason in his mind why this couldn't go on all night.
The occupants of the bedroom were much too involved in their fucking to hear any other sounds other than their own but there was someone in the house who had heard the strange gurgled sounds coming from the garden.
Professor Henry Rockwell, an old lover and close friend of Tina Renaldi happened to be burning the midnight oil in his room. He wasn't in the mood for an orgy, in fact he rarely got turned on anymore, it took something special for him to get excited. Not that it had always been that way, once upon a time he had fucked morning, noon and night, Tina had introduced him to such frolickings. Now however, he preferred to use his energy other ways ... it was great for those that wanted it, he preferred other things these days.
Casually he got up from his chair by the window and stepped through the french doors, he walked quietly, cat-like towards the corner of the house. Ah ... yes ... he smiled to himself a little amused ... I was right. We have a peeping torn, poor devil. He saw the man crouching beside the papaya tree, wildly masturbating, excited out of his mind.
Professor Rockwell smiled to himself, know how the poor bastard feels, felt like that once upon a time. Wonder if he's staying at the hotel, looks like a respectable sort of chap. He's probably married to some frigid bitch who won't give it to him, just like my wife-bless her dearly departed soul but she was a cunt when it came to fucking.
He knew from long experience that the scene through the bedroom window was driving the man out of his mind-he heard him give out a long moan as the first rumblings of his orgasm started to erupt and the Professor decided that he would leave the poor devil in peace.
Wonder who he is though, must check up on him in the hotel tomorrow. Handsome looking chap, not more than twenty-eight, brown curly hair, looks like a Harvard type. Tina will be most amused, she'll probably want to get him into the house for a fucking session sometime. That woman certainly is insatiable! Most extraordinary woman, he grinned lewdly to himself ... most extraordinary.
CHAPTER THREE
Jerry Bronson was glad he had his shades, his eyes looked terrible in the bathroom mirror. He had hardly slept a wink all night long and actually watched the dawn break through the hotel window.
Now, lying on the beach, soaking up the sun he wondered if he was going to be able to slip out again later on. He watched Eva saunter down to the ocean for a swim and heaved a sigh of relief-it was such a strain to talk to her. She was so concerned that something was wrong, wanted to know if he was enjoying their vacation-could she do anything at all for him. Damn her, why doesn't she leave me alone, he fumed inwardly.
He wanted to be left alone to think about Tina Renaldi. He had to find out more about her ... the only thing he knew so far was that she was widowed about eight months earlier, her husband had been an Hawaiin who had owned the Beverley Hotel and several others on the main island. She had been some kind of dancer back in the states at one time. He could believe that really easily, she has the figure of a Vegas showgirl he thought whistfully to himself as he remembered her long tapering legs and curvaceous body.
The day slipped by easily, Eva and Jerry spent most of their time lounging on the beach. They had a casual lunch and an early supper after which Jerry said he was exhausted and fell asleep almost immediately his head hit the pillow.
Eva Bronson was sad. She had hoped that the vacation would pull their marriage together but it didn't seem to be doing anything of the sort. She looked at her svelte figure in the bedroom mirror, smoothing her thighs with her hands and for the first time in ages she felt a little bit sexy. Oh why did Jerry have to fall asleep tonight of all nights, she wondered. Large tears began to form now in her eyes and to trickle down her cheeks, her marriage was failing and she didn't know what to do to save it. Tearfully she pulled on her nightie and slipped into her twin bed. Maybe we could make love in the morning, she thought hopefully ... I'm sure he would like to make love to me.
* * *
Jerry Bronson woke from a sound sleep and looked at his watch, it was one o'clock. He moved quietly out of bed to the window and looked down into the garden beyond the hotel. All was dark and quiet ... nothing was happening. Damn! he pouted to himself.
He crawled back into bed pulling the sheets high around his neck and allowed his mind to drift towards the darkened cabana next door.
He felt his body begin to flame to life now as the vivid pictures started to erupt in his brain. He remembered his first orgasm and the discovery that he was still sexually excited. Then he recalled how the blonde girl had come into the room and started to kiss the man ... then he remembered how Tina had started to kiss the blonde girl with an open mouth, her tongue probing wildly. The blonde girl's hands were working their way teasingly down to Tina's cunt and stroking the soft inflamed lips and delicately caressed her throbbing clitoris.
Jerry recalled how the man had rolled to one side and begun stroking his hardened prick. Tina was rocking back and forth, her tongue locking her lips as she slowly gyrated her hips and rolled her buttocks under in a soft liquid movement to stick her pelvis out in a lewd and wanton manner, her cuntal mouth spread wide, her vaginal lips swollen and throbbing invitingly, as she slowly ground and gyrated her hips while all the time smiling lewdly and expectantly at the young blonde girl. The blonde, taking her hint, rolled her white buttocks under and thrust her hips forward so that her tight little cunt was framed a red slit in her blonde pubic hair. They kneeled, pressing their groins together while the man watched as their hands slowly slid down their backs to seize and cup each other's smoothly rounded buttocks, to squeeze them, pinch them while they gently and lasciviously rubbed their cunts together.
Jerry moaned again now and stroked his cock feeling such a wild elation inside of him again as he remembered the wild orgy in the room. He remembered how he had watched, knowing full well that he would have another powerful orgasm as he saw the girl's hands slowly spread the cheeks of each other's buttocks as their breasts touched and their nipples rose. Tina's breasts were much bigger than the young blonde girl's, her breasts were smaller, high rounded and very pretty.
Jerry and the other man inside the house watched as the blonde girl's finger found Tina's tiny puckered anus and softly caressed it while Tina did the same to her naked genitals. The two women seemed made of heat as they pressed against each other, their eyes shut, their mouths open, their tongues flicking slowly and wantonly at each other.
The girl shuddered and seemed to swoon into Tina's embrace and Tina forced her back almost falling on top of her. The blonde girl's eyes were closed, her mouth trembling, slowly she spread her arms and legs as far as they could go and lay motionless while Tina slipped down her body, the nipples of her breasts lightly caressing the blonde's body while her tongue snaked down her throat and over her breasts and down her flat stomach and her mouth licked her blonde pubic hair, then slowly slid down and locked hungrily over her throbbing cunt.
Jerry remembered how Tina had alternately sucked and licked, finally stabbing her tongue deep into the young girl's cunt causing her to writhe and twist like a burning match. Suddenly Jerry saw the man crawl to her and kiss her on the mouth, pinching her breasts while Tina, her tongue like a white hot flame of pleasure, sensuously caressed the young girl all over.
Jerry had watched while the young blonde girl came like an exploding ball of fire, moaning, her head thrashing, her body tensing, almost lifting itself off the bed and convulsing again and again as she bucked and writhed while the man and Tina hung on to her and teased with their tongues until the orgiasmic spasms subsided and she lay limp.
Then Jerry could see that the man was going to cum again. He saw him say something to Tina who nodded and crawled on top of the moaning and helpless young girl and, kissing her on the mouth, spread her own legs as wide as they would go. The man kneeled behind them, between both their open legs, his stiff erect cock in his hand.
Jerry, outside under the papaya tree, recalled how he had moaned softly and cum again, pumping out his white hot cum as he saw the man slowly push his cock into the blonde girl's cunt then slowly, with a lewd, ecstatic smile on his lips, pull it out and worm it slowly up into Tina's cunt. Now, as Jerry groaned out his cum, he watched the man losing control and savagely fucking first one woman and then the other.
The blonde girl, coming to life again, aroused, crazed, ground her hips up into Tina when the man was fucking her. Their naked bodies were all glistening with sweat now and Jerry could see the blonde girl's hips moving as she groaned something up to him and he gave her a savage smile of acknowledgement. If Jerry could have heard, he would have heard the blonde girl, whose name was Cheryl urging the man called Josh, who was her husband too, "Fuck Tina! Fuck the shit out of her!" Josh grinned and nodded and began bucking her from behind with all his might while his wife Cheryl, underneath her, gripped her shoulders, dug her nails in and thrust upward with her hips so that her pubic hair ground against Tina's exposed and throbbing clitoris. Josh held her thighs apart with his huge strong hands, forcing them wider as he dug his nails in and threw his head back and fucked Tina tight, wetly clenching cunt with a wild, uncontrolled glee.
Through the window Jerry recalled how he could see the man's thick, moistly glistening cock pulling out, all the way until just the head was locked tightly in Tina's cunt, the vaginal lips parted and folded back, the red wet walls of her cunt pulled out to be plunged back into again by the other girl's husband who looked like he was snarling now.
Tina Renaldi was pinned, helpless, unable to move as the husband and wife fucked her mercilessly between them. Cheryl, with her teeth gritted and her lips pinched, ground her pelvis up on Tina's clitoris in a maddening lesbic way. Tina was hanging on for dear life, her mouth open, her eyes beginning to show white and the chords in her neck standing out as Cheryl and Jerry, outside, watched her face as the orgasm came on her and she jerked and twitched and her legs quivered in wild, tendon-jerking spasms as she came again and again and Cheryl and Josh, gloating, redoubled their efforts until they felt Tina go limp and become a dead weight in their grasps.
And then, without wasting a moment, Josh got off her and together, they rolled her to the side and Josh crawled between her widespread legs and began fucking his wife, Cheryl, while Tina watched with barely open eyes. Cheryl flung her legs around her husband's back and locked her ankles together and fucked back at his driving cock with all her might as Josh responded, savagely bouncing her on the bed until he came, with a roar, and pumped his white hot semen deep into Cheryl's cunt.
Jerry recalled how finally, totally exhausted he had gathered himself together and walked back towards the hotel.
No-one seemed to notice him as he stepped through the mango bushes that separated Tina Renaldi's cabana from the main part of the hotel and Jerry had been glad of it. He hadn't cherished running into anyone at that time of night.
He lay in his bed now, staring up at the ceiling, feeling his cock throbbing urgently in his pajamas and yet not daring to masturbate for fear of waking his wife. Damn her, he groaned inwardly, why couldn't she be more like Tina Renaldi. Oh God! I've got to fuck her, I've just got to. I wonder who I can get myself introduced to her without creating any suspicion ... Eva would die if she knew and she certainly wouldn't allow me to go over to the house alone.
Obviously they are having orgies over there and I want to be part of them ... I refuse to leave the island until I've plunged my cock into that hot bitch's fiery cunt ... I positively refuse!
CHAPTER FOUR
The days were becoming a blur to Jerry Bronson, everything around him was beginning to fade into the background, all he could think about was the possibility of slipping across the lawn of the hotel, through the mango bushes to the papaya tree that shaded Tina Renaldi's bedroom.
Jerry Bronson realized that his wife, Eva was not having a good vacation but there was little he could do about it. She had held her body out on his for so long that now, with the possibility of at least seeing some good fucking, it was all he could do to be civil to her. When, however, she requested that he play a little golf with her that afternoon, he agreed readily. That was the least he could do, after all it was supposed to be their vacation and opportunity to pull their marriage together-although neither had actually said it, they both knew it was fading fast!
They were almost at the sixth hole when an attractive, older man made his way over to the tree. "Mr. and Mrs. Bronson, I'd like to introduce myself, I'm Professor Henry Rockwell-I understand you work on the Los Angeles Times. I've several friends on the paper, Tim Jackson, Barry Helmsworth, Andy Ryan, to name a few."
"Pleased to meet you Professor," Eva Bronson said sweetly, her upbringing shining through as she made the Professor feel immediate comfortable. "Are you staying at the Beverly Hotel, too?"
"Well, yes and no, you see I'm an old friend of the Hotel owner, Mrs. Renaldi, I'm staying at her cabana."
At that moment Jerry coughed so violently that he thought he was going to choke, the mere mention of Tina's name was enough to send him into hysterics.
"Are you alright, Jerry?" Eva asked quickly.
"Fine ... just fine dear, got something stuck in my throat."
Professor Rockwell grinned inwardly to himself, that's nothing to what he'd like to have stuck in his throat he thought to himself. He had gotten a good look at Jerry Bronson the night he saw him masturbating in the papaya bushes, the following day he had made enquiries about him in the hotel. Through various sources he had found out that Jerry worked on the Los Angeles Times, was married to a rich woman, etc. etc. and was obviously very frustrated.
As Professor Rockwell looked at Eva Bronson for the first time in months he felt a surge of sexual energy. What a beautiful woman, he mused, now I bet under that ice-berg exterior there beats a hot little heart. Obviously Jerry Bronson doesn't know how to tap it or else he would have done so before this. What she needs is a little orgy to get her going. Ummmmm ... Tina's just the woman to provide her with the space to do that, too. Now I wonder how I can get to her ... I'll have to really think this one out! Tina would really like to get Bronson into the house, peeping toms always appeal to her, maybe we could work something out between the two of us, just maybe!
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Jerry could hardly wait, once again, for his wife to fall asleep. He had been cheated of a peep show the previous evening and he was frothing at the mouth at the prospect of seeing one tonight.
He kissed his wife and climbed into his bed, feeling a slight disappointment from her that he hadn't made any overtures of love towards her. He had noticed the past couple of days that Eva had been looking at him differently, almost longingly. He supposed she might be wondering why they hadn't made love, after all this was supposed to be their vacation together ... he just wasn't interested. Too often he had been put off by her and now he didn't seem to care one way or the other. It was more fun for him to watch through Tina Renaldi's window and to masturbate than to try to worm his hungry cock up into Eva's tight little vagina....
Jerry closed his eyes and feigned sleep, waiting cautiously for Eva's breathing to deepen. As soon as she was asleep once again he slipped to the balcony. Wow! Great! the lights were on, Damn! the drapes appeared to be closed though ... what should he do? Then Jerry thought he could see a thin stream of light filtering through the middle portion of the drapes ... perhaps I can see something after all-I've got to try, I've just got to, the desperate man thought wildly to himself, throwing on his pants and shirt and jacket. Throwing one last look at Eva to make sure she was sleeping, he left the room. Strolled casually down the stairs, through the foyer, which was still quite alive with energy, through the mango bushes, across the lawn to the papaya tree.
God! What luck, not only could he see through the middle portion of the curtain where it wasn't quite drawn but the window was open too, he could hear perfectly well what was being said in the room.
Jerry got to his hands and knees and crept to the window. He was beautifully positioned, just how beautifully he wasn't to know until much later. Professor Rockwell had arranged everything, including a movie camera with telephoto infrared lens, which he was now operating a hundred feet off in the garden. Jerry looked nervously around to see if he was being watched-no-one was in sight ... god, he had a great view tonight.
Tina Renaldi and Professor Rockwell had sort of become well known on the island for helping couples through their sexual hang-ups. It was well known that they had orgies, attended by some of the most influential people on the island, including the Inspector of Police. Often though, quite ordinary couples would come to Tina, and sometimes just one member would come, telling her of their problems making love, asking her to help them. Tina Renaldi never turned anyone away, to her way of thinking sexual release was one of the most important aspects in a human being's life, she felt that if a couple had sexual fulfillment together the rest of their relationship had a much better chance of working in this crazy, chaotic world. She had never intended to do this kind of work, it had just happened to her over the years-fucking had always been her favorite past-time, she had never had any hang-ups or problems and had been having multiple orgasms since she was a young girl. She had always thought all women had such experiences, but life had taught her otherwise, as she grew up she discovered that it was a rarity rather than a normality.
A young husband and wife, Ira and Faith had come to her the previous day and begged her to let them experience a group sex session with her. She was more than willing to help them and told them to return the following day.
Knowing full well that young Jerry Bronson would probably be back the following evening, Professor Rockwell had told the couple that they were to make love with the fact in mind that someone was watching them, someone would watch them make love and they would have to break through that barrier.
Faith was embarrassed as she sat on the edge of the bed and giggled a little but she was determined to go through with it, she loved her husband Ira so much she couldn't bear to face the fact that their marriage was a failure because they didn't make it together in bed very well.
Jerry could hear the girl giggling inside the bedroom and wondered what was going on, nevertheless his cock began to pound in his pants as he watched the man called Ira begin to unzip Faith's dress.
Slowly, methodically he helped Faith out of her dress. Jerry couldn't help but gasp as the dress slipped over her head, revealing long tapered legs and firm thighs. The young wife had flaming red hair and was now'clothed only in a sexy black garter belt, flimsy brassiere and nylon stockings. She looks just like a French whore, Jerry could hardly stand it.
Jerry could tell that she was shy because of the way she kept giggling and hiding her face but now she was helping her husband undress. This couple is different from the couple the other night, Jerry thought to himself, they're really shy.
He saw Ira help Faith to her feet and she stood naked, her curvaceous charms exposed and exciting, her buttocks firm and delightful as she raised her arms and her husband had unsnapped her bra and it fell, her breasts leaping free and quivering.
Jerry crouched, his cock already hard and throbbing as he watched the two look at one another. Their grins were secretly lewd. If he only knew how they felt at that moment, that they were both contemplating the lewd, lust-inciting things they would do to one another with him watching and that the thought swept through them like flood, he would have been more excited.
Faith helped Ira out of his shorts and stood looking at him as she watched his penis swell in size. She could not take her eyes from it. As Jerry watched, the expression on her face turned to one of utter depravity and she slowly sunk to her knees in front of her husband and took his cock in her two hands and slowly, lewdly, she pressed the smooth rubbery head all over her face as Jerry watched. Then, she ran the bulging head all over her neck and then her breasts.
Jerry was fingering his own cock as he watched her squeeze the man's cock between her firm young breasts, her hands taking, cupping, her breasts, holding the thick red cock in place with only the head showing from between the thick cleavage of Faith's breasts.
Faith's mind was full of impressions. She was naked with her husband now. But a complete stranger was also watching her naked body. And she felt lewd. There were things she wanted to do, things she wanted to feel that up until now she had felt were wicked and wrong. Professor Rockwell had changed all that, and Tina too. They had urged, compelled, pleaded and argued with them to give into their secret desires, that a person could never really know what sin was really like unless they really sinned. You don't need a sex therapist, they had told her, you just need to dare to be yourself.
And sin Faith was, with a stranger watching her. Someone would watch them do the most secret and lewd things to each other they had ever done. And Faith was determined to be lewd. For once, she thought, I can play the part of a whore without anyone getting hurt. She cuddled her husband's cock tighter between her breasts and swayed back and forth, smiling down at it. She was going to give him more than he ever had before so that he would like the experience, so that he would want to do it again and again. Then, perhaps with another couple on the same bed. Faith's mind swam with the exciting possibilities and her saliva-moistened tongue licked out and tickled across the head of Ira's rampant cock.
He let out a groan as his body twitched with pleasure as his wife's tongue tickled back and forth, the tip just touching the end of his swelling cock. "You little bitch," he hissed down at the top of her head, his legs trembling.
"Where did you learn that?"
Faith didn't answer. She bent her head still more and let the flat of her wet tongue across the head of his cock. Ira groaned again and his wife looked up. "You like this, don't you?"
"Yes!"
"I mean, somebody watching me lick you this way?"
"Yes!"
"You like it?"
"I love it! Do that some more!"
Jerry outside wondered what they were talking about, who was watching them. Obviously someone else was in the room but the drapes were hiding them from his view. Jerry fumbled for his own cock and began stroking it back and forth in wild abandon as he watched the girl inside bow her head and lick the cock captured between her soft ample breasts and let her tongue swirl and tease around the head.
The man let his fingers entangle in her flaming red hair but from Jerry's angle of vision, he could see clearly as the girl's lips puckered, then her ruby mouth ovaled and she pressed her head forward and her warm wet lips closed over the man's throbbing cock and she began to gently nibble and suck.
Outside, Jerry barely had time to kick his pants off before he came, spurting against the side of the house and moaning inwardly to himself as his eyelids flickered.
Ira, inside, was thrilled by someone watching his wife with her ovaled lips locked tightly around his hardened cock. Suppose it was a woman? So much the better. If it was a man, that was all right too. That poor devil was going to see him fuck his young wife, Faith, half to death.
She was acting like a whore, like she never had before, even on their wedding night. Very well. He would treat her like a whore. He knew what she wanted. He knew why she wanted to join Tina Renaldi and Professor Rockwell's group. He knew the whole story. Underneath her shy exterior Faith had hot pants. Faith wanted a good fucking. Faith loved being ashamed and humiliated. He knew that. She had asked him to treat her roughly, to say lewd and debasing things to her and he had been unable to do so but now realized that he was going to have to do those things ... it was what she wanted, he loved her, he didn't want to lose her. He would have to break through his strict Catholic upbringing and give her what she wanted and with Tina Renaldi to advise them, they couldn't go wrong!
What Jerry witnessed next excited him so much he got to his knees and pressed his face against the glass, his rapidly swelling cock in his hand.
Inside, the man suddenly seized the woman, literally picked her up with a superhuman effort, and threw her on the bed where she sprawled with her legs wide apart, her hair fringed pelvis mound jutting and the pink glistening slit of her cunt facing Jerry's way. The man threw himself on top of her with a snarl and ferocity that even Jerry could feel himself.
With his eyes half-closed, Jerry watched as the man began fucking ferociously between the girl's widespread legs, holding her buttocks up tight, crushing her, as he fucked her with all his might, the two of them bouncing across the bed until they crashed to the floor with such a thump and crash, it must have been heard throughout the house.
Jerry watched as the man never let up but rather seemed to redouble his efforts, fucking the girl across the floor and into a comer then fucking harder, lifting her buttocks off the floor, pressing and pounding harder until he was on his knees with her legs wrapped around him, fucking her unmercifully with only her head and the nape of her neck on the floor, banged into the corner.
Faith was buffeted and crashed around until she saw stars. She didn't know where she was nor could she see what was happening. All she could feel was intense pain and bliss and the bliss was overruling the pain with each brutal, piston-like thrust of her husband's rampaging cock. He was cumming already, stretching the limits of his wife's cunt and pouring the white hot cream deep up into her excited belly. Then, Faith came too with wild, animal-like shudders and garbled moans as Ira fucked on and on unmindful of her helpless grunts of climatic pleasure.
Outside, Jerry came again and they all sagged downward in their respective heaps. Faith and Ira's was the more interesting as they climbed on the bed and lay, catching their breath. Soon, Ira's hand was caressing her thigh, working its way again toward the softness of her pubic hair.
In no time, as Jerry sat on the ground and watched, the man had the woman's legs spread wide and was playing with her cunt, caressing it and spreading its wet, sperm covered lips, revealing in all its nakedness her pink glistening cuntal mouth. Now he was licking it and now his head was buried deep between her open thighs as his tongue darted home in her cunt and wormed teasingly around as the woman bent her knees and submissively drew her legs back so that the man might get his tongue deeper into her hot lewd cunt.
Faith moaned with delight on the bed, beginning to grind her buttocks around. Her first orgasm with a stranger watching had been as Professor Rockwell said: mighty. And the Professor promised more to come. She had never, not even when she was a virgin, been so excited before. This feeling of lewdness was sublime. She closed her eyes and undulated her buttocks around as much for the stranger as Ira, as her husband reached under her with his hands and his finger toyed with the hitherto forbidden entrance to her back passage. Her tight, puckered anus. Faith felt a lascivious thrill course through her body. She wished for a long night.
It was. Outside Jerry was getting tired. The warm breeze from the ocean was beginning to get a little chilly. Already most of the lights in the hotel seemed to be out and he knew that it must be at least two o'clock in the morning. It seemed to him as if the couple inside the house were possessed. They fucked then rested to make love again. And they were lewd, they were indescribably lewd and Jerry knew that soon they would be inviting others, of both sexes, into their bed.
Jerry Bronson had never experienced anything like this kind of perversion before. He wanted to fuck Tina Renaldi so badly now that he could almost taste it. How was he going to make the break from outside the house to inside the house ... would it be possible? Was there some way he could get an introduction to Mrs. Renaldi through Professor Rockwell. He knew that the Professor really fancied Eva, that was obvious to him, he had even called her up to invite her to play golf. She had readily accepted the invitation being rather, tired of Jerry's attitude to her. After all, I'm on a vacation darling, she had told him when he had pulled a face at the fact that she was going to play golf with the Professor, you won't have fun with me, I've got to have fun with someone and the Professor is quite harmless.
Jerry Bronson wasn't quite so sure of that fact, if he was a friend of Tina Renaldi's then he wasn't such an innocent ... in fact he was probably in on the whole orgy scene. If he could melt Eva though, I'd consider him a superman, thought Jerry to himself.
The satiated young husband looked through the window now, the couple on the bed appeared to be resting, in fact they almost looked as if they "were sleeping. Things are probably over for the night, I'm tired anyway, Jerry grumbled to himself, might as well go back to the hotel and get some sleep.
Jerry was just about to leave when the young couple got up off the bed and draping their arms around their naked bodies they sauntered slowly out of the room. The young husband watched the girl's sexy buttocks undulating lasciviously and he had a tremendous urge to jump through the window and bite one of them.
He was now convinced that the show was over for the night, but not so, just as he was about to leave, three figures came into the room ... two men and a ... boy! Jerry almost moaned out loud and then tried hard to swallow as he looked closer and saw that it was really a young girl. She was slim and tall, obviously around sixteen with slim boyish hips and small, budding breasts. To heighten the illusion, she had her hair cut short and severe, like a boy's. She was sitting on the bed now naked, her hands behind her for support while one man knelt beside her and roughly fondled her breasts while the other man spread her legs and knelt between them and let his hands trail up her lovely legs and to the insides of her firm thighs to her cunt which he began to massage in a hungry manner.
Jerry could see that both of the men were excited, their pricks rising as they manhandled the unresisting girl who leaned further back, whining as their hands pinched her flesh, and let them do whatever they wanted.
Jerry jumped back as the door opened and two people, a man and a woman, fully clothed tiptoed into the room and sat down on a couch next to where he was watching, their eyes never leaving the trio on the bed.
The trio paid no attention to the intruders, but went about their business. Both men were wearing lewd, anticipatory smiles as one of them lowered his head and pinched the nipple of the young girl's breast between two fingers and sucked at the taut, exposed nipple. He bit and sucked both breasts, one after the other as the girl let her body fall back on the bed, her legs split wide and her knees bent. The man who had been massaging her cunt with his fingers, spreading the lips widely, pinching her clitoris and savagely probing his finger into her hot tight little cunt, suddenly stopped and grinned.
Jerry felt the blood rushing to his head as he saw the man crudely shove his hands under the girl's buttocks and dig his nails into her tender flesh as he lifted her hips clear of the bed and buried his open mouth into her moist spread cunt.
The two men grew increasingly rough with the girl, throwing and shoving her around the bed, licking, sucking, biting her body all over while their coarse hands seized her flesh and squeezed it.
Jerry had his rock-hard cock in his hand as he turned his head and saw the man and woman sitting on the couch in the bedroom, their mouths open, their eyes glazed as if they were drugged. They were a couple in their forties, good-looking, well dressed but obviously both Hawaiian. The man was probably a businessman who had made good in Honolulu, they had simply come to watch but then as Jerry turned his head from the bed again to the couch he saw the woman begin to undress, her large bosom heaving as she watched the trio on the bed.
The two men were getting rougher, almost pummeling the girl now, forcing her body to the near corner of the bed so that her head draped over one side and her legs over the other corner. With a laugh of sultry glee, one man leaped off the bed and knelt by the girl's head and took it, boyish haircut and all, in his hands and plunged his cock into her willing, sucking mouth. The other man spread her legs wide, scratching the girl's thighs as he did so, then shoved his cock into her cunt so hard the girl shuddered and grunted in momentary pain up around the cock in her mouth.
What followed was unbelievable to Jerry. Not the most depraved ruler in the ancient world ever saw a more licentious sight. The poor girl's backbone was bent as far as it could go while her head hung upside down on one side of the bed and a man was kneeling, holding her head tight while he fucked her in the mouth with all his might. The other man held the girl's slim buttocks in a vise-like embrace and fucked up between her wildly flailing legs with all his might. The girl's body seemed tattooed with scratches, welts, bruises and red spots as the men fucked her savagely, her body twisting and bucking, covered with sweat. And moving: undulating, oozing, sucking, with all her might.
The girl was loving it! The more savage and pagan it became, the more she loved it! And so did the Hawaiian's wife, next to him on the couch. She was naked now and slumped back in her seat. Although forty, her figure was still good. Her breasts were large and still held their shape, her belly and thighs full, almost too full, yet still enticing and lewd. Jerry looked at her face. Never had he seen such a depraved and hungry look on a human face. Lust was in her eyes, in her parted red lips and white teeth. She was slumped back on the couch, watching the trio, her eyes dreamy and half-closed, her fingers running over her breasts, her stomach, her naked thighs.
The men were like demons, fucking now as if the end of the world were five seconds away, fucking with a suicidal strength and frenzy and the man fucking the girl in the mouth groaned first and spurted white-hot cum deep into her already gulping throat, ballooning her cheeks then the other man groaned and gripped the girl's hips in his arms like he wanted to break her spine and came in great shuddering loads into the young girl's quivering and lust-inflamed cunt.
To Jerry's amazement, the two men slipped away from the girl, spent, leaving her still writhing like an unfulfilled tigress on the bed, wild, her face contorted with passion. She sprang to all fours at the same time the Hawaiian's wife got up from the couch.
Then, they were at each other, rolling, tossing, embracing on the bed with the boyish-looking girl ending up on top of the older woman, kissing her full on the mouth and grinding her hips hard between her open thighs. The Hawaiian woman spread her legs willingly and let-the young girl do what she wanted. And she was wild. She was almost hissing as she attacked the woman's body, rolling her over and roughly spreading the full rounded cheeks of her buttocks and darting her tongue over her anus and then cruelly plunging her finger up to the first joint. She was a whirlwind and Jerry could hear her growl as she sucked and bit the woman all over. Finally, she concentrated on the woman's cunt, spreading the lips of her vagina as wide as it would go while the older woman lay with her arms flung out, her mouth open, her eyes shut and her head thrashing slowly in ecstasy.
Then the girl jumped up and looked wildly around the room and saw a bag, sitting on the floor, next to one of the men who was lying on his side, watching. She snapped it open, kneeling next to it while looking back at the woman on the bed. Jerry gasped as he watched and saw that it was a dildo, an artificial penis! It was made of hardened rubber and looked startingly real! The girl made some hasty adjustments and stood in the middle of the room pouring baby oil over the phallus. It was huge! Bigger than anything Jerry had ever seen, bigger than was possible to get inside any woman!
Now the slim young girl was by the bed, pouring the remains of the oil over the body of the older woman who looked at the dildo in astonishment and dismay. The two men on the floor jumped to their knees and clamped her down on the bed. Jerry watched her mouth moving and heard her say, "No, it's too big, it's too big!" as the two men, holding her ankles drew her legs wide apart and the young girl knelt between them with a lewd triumphant smile. The girl moved forward on her knees guiding the monstrous head so that its huge bulbous head rested against the woman's widespread cunt. Gathering her weight, her lovely little buttocks tight and high above, the young girl slowly began to shove the dildo into the woman's cunt. It was so thick, it made the lips of her cunt look like two tight hair-lined rubber bands clenched tightly around the thick shaft as it sunk mercilessly home.
Jerry had his orgasm as he watched the two of them begin a rhythmic perverted fucking. And loving it!
He could hardly believe that he was cumming again and yet he knew it was true as his white hot semen gurgled from his anxiously working cock. Oh God! this was it ... this was it. To feel this kind of exhilaration night after night ... this was what he wanted. Now he was ready ... how was he going to get his piece of tail. He couldn't bear to peep any longer, he wanted the real thing but he wanted Tina Renaldi. He had to fuck her, he couldn't leave Hawaii before he had plunged his cock into her delicious pussy. He had to find a way, he just had to.
Perhaps Professor Rockwell was the answer, he was playing golf with his wife a lot these days, maybe he could meet Tina through him. He had to do it somehow, someway and he had to do it fast. He couldn't wait another day to fuck her ... he just couldn't!
CHAPTER FIVE
Jerry Bronson was sitting on the patio of the Beverley Hotel, gazing out at the deep blue ocean, watching the waves break rhythmically one after the other, thinking deeply.
His wife Eva was playing golf with Professor Rockwell and he had the day to himself ... what would he do, he was tired of lying on the beach, he didn't want to play golf, he didn't want to swim. The truth of the matter was that the only thing he wanted to do was to fuck!
"Good morning Mr. Bronson," a throaty voice purred into his ear, "mind if I join you."
He turned around to see the voluptuous body of none other than Tina Renaldi, the owner of the hotel and the heroine of his fantasies and his dreams.
She stood by his table, her body oozing sensuality, her long black hair piled on top of her head, her dark brown eyes flashing seductively at the young man. She was wearing a skimpy looking sundress with the shortest skirt Jerry had ever seen and a pair of high platform sandals, her legs were long, brown and bare, her whole body tantalizing and erotic.
"Well, aren't you going to ask me to sit down Mr. Bronson."
Jerry jumped to his feet, aware that several people on the terrace were observing them, and offered the seductive woman a chair.
"That's better, I'd like a mint julip please Mr. Bronson, or can I call you Jerry."
"Please do, please do," Jerry said nervously, trying to catch the waiter's attention.
"How do you like my hotel, Jerry. Are you having good time here?" she purred.
"Oh yes, yes, wonderful thank you." Jerry said feeling for the first time in his life like a young schoolboy.
"Are you sure, isn't there something else you'd like to be doing while you're here on the Island. Maui is very romantic you know."
"Yes ... I'm aware of that Mrs. Renaldi."
"Please call me Tina. By the way I hear your wife plays a good game of golf, I haven't seen old Henry so happy in weeks. Your wife is kind of woman just like you're my kind of man."
Jerry Bronson could hardly believe his ears, was she saying that to him. Was she actually making that sexual innuendo towards him?
"What's the matter Jerry, cat got your tongue," Tina laughed sexily.
"No-no, I mean yes, I mean, I don't know."
"Oh, you're shy, how sweet!"
Jerry Bronson was silent. For the first time in his life he didn't know what to say. In the first place he could hardly believe that Tina was sitting in front of him and in the second place he could hardly believe that she was coming on to him, it was too much. Removed from his fantasies he could hardly handle the situation. He looked towards his idol of his dreams and saw that her breasts, large and firm were rising and falling against her chest and he had an incredible urge to lean over and bite one of her nipples. He could still remember how luscious her breasts had been the first night he had watched her fuck.
"I've been watching you, Mr. Bronson," Tina purred.
"Watching me," he faltered.
"Yes ... you're my type you know. There's a restaurant and bar about a mile down the road. Meet me in the cocktail lounge at three o'clock this afternoon, if you dare." The alluring woman rose now, tossed her jet black curls at Jerry, lowered her lids and slid, snake-like from the table. As Jerry watched her undulate her buttocks he couldn't help but notice that all eyes on the terrace were upon them also. She is without doubt the sexiest woman I've ever set eyes upon, Jerry thought, his brain swirling with the knowledge that she wanted to meet him, that she had been watching him and that in all probability he would get to fuck her, just as he had dreamed. Oh my God! It's too much, he groaned inwardly, I hope I have the courage to go through with it ... I've never been unfaithful to Eva before. Thank God! she's playing golf today with the Professor. I'll go to the restaurant and see what happens-it won't hurt me to have a little drink with her!
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Jerry Bronson drove his rented car down the small road towards his destination, Chino's Place, the piece of paper had said. It was hot, blistering hot and most people were still taking a siesta. He knew Eva was probably taking a swim this moment with the Professor. Funny, I don't feel jealous about her spending the day with him, I know he's staying at Tina's cabana but it's hard to imagine him getting it up at all. He looks more like the type that likes to watch rather than participate.
Almost a mile down the road he saw Chino's Place and pulling into the driveway, he parked his car.
It was very dark inside and it was difficult to make anyone out but after a moment his eyes adjusted and he saw Tina sitting in the far corner of the room, a drink already in front of her. He moved quickly across the room and sat down beside her.
"Glad you have the courage to come," she smiled.
"Yes," he said simply.
"You are going against your ethical code you know."
"I know, it's wrong what I'm doing, but I don't care."
"Good," Tina smiled once again, this time a sexy little grin.
Jerry called the waitress and ordered a tequila and almost immediately he felt Tina's hand on his thigh. She caressed it while she leaned forward, exposing her breasts almost to the nipple and kissed him fully on the mouth, her hot wicked tongue flicking teasingly into his mouth.
Jerry exploded. All the pent-up passion in him gushed loose and he grabbed her roughly and kissed her hard as he could, running his own tongue deep back in her mouth while he felt her hand groping down over his loins. They pulled apart and were breathing hard as the waitress came back with Jerry's drink.
They looked at each other with an intimate lewdness. Jerry ran his hands up her rib cage and cupped her full, firm breasts in his hands and guided it into her dress and Jerry, with a moan, discovered what he had suspected when he had seen her earlier, she wore no bra! His hand explored the soft warm flesh and found the nipple already taut and pointed. With his other hand, he felt her soft naked thigh and ran it up to the edge of her miniskirt. Here, he paused a pulsating second, wedging his hands between her thighs and, as she slowly spread them before him, he ran his trembling fingers on up. Up, up, until his fingers brushed against the soft pubic hair between her legs and he shuddered throughout his body as he out-lined the moistly swelling lips of her cunt! Her pussy was completely exposed.
Tina, breathing hard, pulled free and held up a warning hand. "We've got to go someplace or put on a floorshow right here," she whimpered.
"Where?" he groaned.
"They have rooms here, Chino is a good friend of mine. Want to come upstairs," she grinned salaciously.
"What do you think," he groaned heavily.
"Then come on baby, let's not waste time."
Jerry watched as her sensuous buttocks undulated before him. The place was almost empty and obviously no-one cared what went on. He followed Tina out of the room and up the stairs, along a hallway to a room. As soon as they were inside the room Tina said she had to go to the bathroom. He sat down on the edge of the room and waited, he could hardly believe it was all happening to him.
Suddenly the bathroom door opened and Tina stepped out. She was wearing black high heels, sheer black hose, a black garter belt and the rest of her body was covered by a black robe that was made of filmy, silky material, totally transparent.
Jerry held his breath, he could hardly believe the sight before eyes, he felt his cock begin to lurch wildly in his pants as he watched her breasts push against the material which softly out-lined and accentuated her already hard nipples. It curved over and caught every outline and contour of her rippling stomach. It revealed the nakedness of her loins and Jerry could see the teasing triangle of jet black hair made deep and dark and mysterious by the fuzzy mesh effect of the robe.
Tina held her arms up and turned slowly and Jerry took in her wide shoulders, her soft, undulating, curving back down to her buttocks which jutted out, wide and firm, and he tried to swallow as he saw them move and undulate like they were filled with warm jelly.
"How do you like me darling," Tina purred.
Jerry was speechless.
Tina crossed the room now until she stood before him, slowly she parted the robe with her hands and stood naked with her hands on her hips. Jerry drank in the creamy color of her skin contrasted to her wild black locks.
She came to him slowly, almost like a tigress stalking her prey. Her knees bent when she was in front of him and slowly, her eyes closing, she sank to her knees and her hands flew to the zipper of his trousers. He already had a rampaging erection and it took a little doing before she pulled it free and cuddled it in her hands, mewling softly to herself.
Jerry was still sitting on the bed, his body trembling as he felt her hands gently stroke and squeeze his cock. He felt dizzy and held onto the bed. Looking at her he saw her wet tongue come out to slowly touch the tip of his cock and Jerry moaned and felt it swell in her hand while she gripped it tightly. He opened his eyes just in time to see her mouth open, the wet lips slightly ovaling and felt them slip warmly and wetly over the head of his cock.
Jerry moaned, and, with what will he had left, he fought the desire to come immediately. He felt her soft lips sliding up and down the soft of his cock and felt the tip of her tongue flicking and teasing all around the head of his cock and thought that he had never felt anything so soft, so warm, so lewd, so good, in his whole life! Slowly, in a lewd rhythm he could never before have managed, his hips began moving back and forth. And Tina's lips tightened and she began sucking harder. With a wild moan, he grabbed her head by her thick black hair and pulled her closer. "Je-sus Christ!" he gasped, feeling a surge of excitement. "Suck it, suck me off!" he gasped.
Like a starved animal who has just found food, he went wild. Never, ever, in his whole life had he felt anything so crazy stimulating. He began grinding his hips forward so that the whole of his cock slithered into her hungrily sucking mouth and almost all the way out again as he drew back for still another thrust. He began moving rapidly, fucking between her lips as he would her cunt as he felt her hands slip behind and grasp his buttocks and pull his groin tighter into her face.
His lust became too much for him. He had to really fuck her, fuck her in every way possible. With a snarl he flung her away, surprised at his own strength as he knocked her over backwards onto the floor where she sprawled stunned, her legs spread wide, her cunt a pink glistening slit slicing through the middle of the soft curling pubic hair nestling temptingly between her thighs. One of her hands groped for her vagina and found it and caressed it temptingly with her fingertips as she smiled up at him and watched with rising excitement while he tore madly at his clothes.
Jerry Bronson had a good body and he knew it. He stood, legs apart, over her, naked, his cock rigidly erect and looked down at her. More than lovely, she was wanton, lewd. She lay between his legs with her body squirming, undulating, her breasts full yet firm, her legs spread wide and her knees raised slightly, her hand gently stroking the softly bearded lips of her vagina which was visibly throbbing and spread open, exposing the pink wet color of the interior.
With a choked cry, he crawled between her open legs and both his hands found her breasts while his mouth opened on hers and his tongue slipped in. Tina wrapped her long legs around him and her hips undulated upward as he seized one of her breasts in both his hands and put his mouth over the nipple and bit and sucked while she moaned beneath him and her hands tangled in his hair. Then, with Tina helping, cupping the other breast he turned his mouth to the other nipple and felt it rise and swell under his coaxing.
Using his strength, he slipped down and braced himself on his knees and then felt the blunt head of his cock push against the most soft entrance of her cunt. He pushed with his hips ever so slightly, parting the soft resilient pubic hair, then felt the lips of her vagina spread around the head of his cock. It felt smooth and pleasing and hot.
"Wait!" Tina gasped. "Wait a minute!"
Jerry barely hesitated. He didn't want to wait for anything. He just wanted to fuck the life out of her.
"Wait! The bed!" Tina cried, trying to push him off.
With a groan, he got up to his feet and helped her. Then they hurried to the bed with her motioning and insisting that he lay face down on his stomach. Jerry did as he was told and lay, panting, and felt the woman spread his legs wide behind him, then felt her naked weight on top of him, kissing and licking his shoulders, his back, his spine, all the way down until she was kissing and licking and biting his buttocks and then, then, while he held his breath and closed his eyes, he felt her thumbs spread his buttocks and her tongue flicked over his tight, puckered little anus and he gave a little moan and shudder. "Do that some more!" he gasped in a whisper.
Tina licked it tantalizingly for a few seconds, then urged him to turn over. Jerry looked up and groaned. Imbedded in the ceiling above was a mirror and he saw himself lying naked and sprawled on the bed with Tina crouched by his feet, on her knees, her lovely buttocks fanning out nicely within his view. He watched as her tongue slid up his tense thighs and her mouth closed once again over his unbearably throbbing cock. He watched the top of her head bob up and down as she sucked wildly as though she were trying to draw the sperm right out of his testicles.
Then, sweat breaking out on his forehead, he watched as she pulled free and climbed over him rolling him onto his back and he felt her hand on his cock, guiding it. After a pause she slowly let it sink wetly into her cunt. It felt so good! So hot, so right, so wet!
He watched as she began to move like a slippery serpent. Her hips seemed to be mounted on well-oiled ball bearings as she began a rhythmic pumping that built to an unbearable crescendo of desire ... then paused to take on another rhythm and beat. Then, Jerry suddenly understood what pagan dancing was all about. Tina began to move faster and faster and his hands were on her breasts, squeezing them and pinching them as he felt her heavenly off-beat tempo driving him to an exploding orgasm which twisted his face and made his body go rigid as he screamed. "AAAAAAaaaaagggg-gghhhhhhhhhh!!!!"
He pumped a life-time accumulation of white hot cum gushingly into her cunt as she gyrated madly, driving him into an almost unconscious bliss and making his body twist, jerk and turn while he kept pumping spurt after spurt into her cunt that was wet and glistening from his excess cum.
With another cry he fell limp and Tina stopped and lay on top of him, kissing him and smiling down at him, his cock still throbbing gently in her cunt. Teasingly, she flexed her buttocks and watched him react out of super sensitivity.
Jerry moaned and looked in the mirror above seeing her stretched on top of him, full length, naked, her lovely buttocks still moving, squirming. "Did you like that?" she whimpered in his ear.
"Yes!" he moaned.
"How about a drink before we continue?" she said pulling away and going to a cupboard on the wall. She poured him a stiff brandy and as she walked back to him he couldn't help but notice how glorious her body was, so much more seductive and sensual than Eva's. Her breasts quivered lewdly and jumped as she walked, her stomach rippled while her thighs and hips were lewd wanton flesh moving in a totally sexual way. The whole look of her, her smile, her sensuous lips, her dark flashing eyes, the tilt of her head, told him that they were far from through, that they were just beginning.
She sat on the bed beside him and handed him his drink. Jerry got up to one elbow and took the glass and drank it. Tina grinned and lay back on the bed, Jerry followed suit, her knees were by his head and she was looking at his cock through desire-dimmed eyes. Without a word, she put her drink down and began fondling its softness with her hands, pulling the foreskin back and admiring the head. Jerry watched as she bent her head and began gently licking the moisture off the head of his cock.
With a soft moan he let his head fall back contentedly and watched in the mirror above as Tina's lovely black hair flowed over his loins, covering it, while her soft lips sucked his cock back to its former size. He turned his head to one side and saw her hips above a foot away. His eyes focused between her thighs on the swollen lips of her vagina, hiding like an exotic, lipstick-rimmed mouth between her voluptuous legs.
His fingers probed between them, urging them to part, and she was only too willing, lifting one leg and bending it at the knee.
Jerry was moaning as he saw her feminine softness revealed to his eyes as her leg bent outward: the warm, soft, luscious insides of her thighs, her soft pubic hair, black as night, the curves of her buttocks culminating and meeting in the soft white crevice that hid her tiny puckered anus from view, and, his eyes wild now, her cunt. It was in front of his face now and Jerry looked at each detail of it, at the soft, gently curling strands of pubic hair lining its mouth-like opening. With his fingertips he delicately spread the lips, revealing the moist, membranous walls of her cunt, now a delightful cherry-red color, her tiny clitoris, a bright pink, was distended, pulsating excitedly between the lips of her vagina.
Jerry Bronson was now another man from the Jerry Bronson who worked on the Los Angeles Times and came home every night to his uptight society wife. His face flexed into a lewd grin as Tina slowly swung her leg over his head, her foot on the bed behind him, and he smelled the warm female heat of her body and lifted his head so that the tip of his tongue flicked wetly over her clitoris.
A shudder racked through Tina's sensuous and voluptuous body and her hips shifted closer to Jerry's face while below at his groin she sucked, rhythmically, on his swelling cock.
Jerry tasted his lip, tasting the pussy for the first time in his life and decided its sweet, perfumed taste only served to increase his excitement. Slowly, sensuously, enjoying every moment, he opened his mouth and stuck his tongue out and buried it deep in the hotel owner's quivering cunt. He sunk it as deep as he could and wiggled it, feeling her entire body responding to it. He wormed his tongue in and around its smooth wet walls until he had stretched it to its full length within her while she sucked with all her might on his cock that had risen to larger proportions than ever before and Jerry felt the head of his cock threatening to explode in a pure ecstasy of feeling.
Slowly Tina rolled her full, curvaceous hips, slowly grinding her widespread vagina down over on Jerry's willing face until she lay upside down on top of him, his balls cradled in her hands, her hungrily ovaled lips sucking up and down the shaft of his rampant cock. Her full naked body lay astride his, her breasts bouncing like soft velvet on his stomach as her head bobbed faster up and down. Her lovely buttocks, naked and spread, curved excitedly up over his face as his tongue licked and probed and he fastened his lips like a suction cup around her cunt and sucked like an insanely insatiable child.
The two of them lay for a long time in the lewd embrace, their bodies moving, undulating, their hips wriggling and surging, totally oblivious of time or space.
Tina Renaldi was in ecstasy, for a long time she had longed for a new lover and when the Professor had told her that she had a peeping torn outside her window, her curiosity had been aroused. Earlier in the day they had developed the films from the previous evening's session in her bedroom and when she saw Jerry Bronson she knew that he was to be her next victim.
Tina Renaldi was insatiable, she loved fucking and she loved men. Her husband Rollo had died, leaving her a rich woman with a lot of time on her hands and sexual encounters were her favorite pastime.
She knew that this young man would only be at the hotel for a little while longer and she wanted to make the most of that time. The Professor was quite besotted with his wife Eva, who knows he might even manage to melt her a little, that was his plan for sure. She just couldn't imagine how this passionate young man could be married to such a frigid woman, obviously he was wildly unsatisfied. Well, she, Tina Renaldi, planned to make the rest of his stay in Hawaii worth his while ... and when Tina made that sort of commitment she usually kept it!
She wanted to fuck Jerry Bronson, morning, noon and night and somehow or other she had to keep his wife occupied so that she could carry out her plan!
CHAPTER SIX
Eva Bronson had had a lovely day with Professor Rockwell. They had played golf and swam, had a light lunch on the patio of the hotel, watching the surge break endlessly on the golden sands and then played some more golf. Finally they had gone into the bar for a cocktail.
The young wife had checked her room to see if her husband Jerry had returned but he hadn't. I wonder where he is, she pondered but she didn't give it too much thought, she was having such a good time with Professor Rockwell, or Henry as he had begged her to call him that she wanted it to go on for as long as possible. This was the kind of day she had dreamed she would spend with Jerry. In a way the vacation had been a failure, it certainly hadn't brought them any closer together, in fact they seemed to have grown further and further apart as each day passed on the Island.
She had changed into a little silk cocktail dress, it was ice blue in color and matched her eyes perfectly. It wasn't too low cut, just enough to reveal her delicious cleavage, nipped in at the waist and flared out. It was a modest yet beautiful dress and Eva looked like a dream in it, her long blond hair waving prettily to her shoulders.
Henry Rockwell rose from his seat as Eva approached him in the cocktail bar. God! she's a gorgeous woman, he thought to himself, Jerry Bronson is a fool to neglect her. Still, she obviously had some sexual problems that she needs to iron out. If she would melt a little, she'd be the hottest woman on record.
Eva ordered a whisky sour, it was so relaxing to be with Henry Rockwell, he made one feel so comfortable, she thought contentedly to herself.
"If your husband doesn't mind, do you think we could play golf tomorrow," Henry Rockwell asked quietly, knowing full well that Jerry Bronson would be tied up with Tina again the following day, if Tina had anything to do with it.
"I could ask him, why don't you give me a call in the morning," Eva said modestly, secretly pleased that the Professor wanted to spend another day with her. It had been so long since a man had given her any attention at all, she was basking in it.
Several drinks later Eva found herself suddenly wanting to talk with Henry about her father. She didn't exactly tell him what had happened to her when she was a child but she did intimate to him that she had had some sort of horrifying sexual experience that had marked her for life.
Henry Rockwell was overjoyed that Eva had confided in him at all, she wouldn't give him any details but she had at least told him something very personal about herself, something that obviously had a lot to do with her frigidity. He was thrilled when she allowed him to hold her hand, even for one moment, the feel of her cool skin on his sent thrilling tingles of sensual pleasure up and down his spine. Eva Bronson was exactly the kind of woman that Professor Rockwell liked, well educated, refined, a little on the cool side. It was always his pleasure to warm them up a little, from his experience he had found that the iceberg types were the hottest, once they were defrosted!
CHAPTER SEVEN
It had been relatively easy for Jerry Bronson to meet Tina Renaldi the following day. Eva seemed just as anxious to be with Professor Rockwell as he seemed anxious to be with Tina. The only difference was that Eva didn't know about Tina.
Jerry certainly wasn't worried about the Professor. For one thing he was a man in his fifties and rather stodgy looking. He had now decided that the Professor was obviously the voyeur of the group, he just couldn't imagine the old boy stripping off his clothes and getting down to business with the bevy of young people he had seen fucking in Tina's house.
He had finally plucked up the courage to ask Tina what went on in her house, he had told her that he saw the lights on night after night and lots of people coming and going. He tried to make it sound as casual as possible so as not to arouse her suspicions, the last thing he wanted her to know was that he had been peeping in through her windows.
Tina smiled inwardly to herself at Jerry's question but she had given him the information anyway. Jerry had learned that Tina's sexual appetite was so enormous that no one man could satisfy her, although she had told him seductively, he came pretty close to it. Her husband, she said, gave her totally free license during their marriage, sometimes joining in her playgroups and sometimes not. It had been difficult at first after his death, she had told him, a lot of men wanted to play the same role in my life but Rollo was something special. That's why I asked the Professor to live with me for a while. He's such a good friend and sometimes watches our fun, mostly he protects me and it works out.
Jerry told her that he was surprised that more people at the hotel didn't realize what was going on inside her cabana and she told him, that for the most part they were too involved in then-own sexual activities to bother. You're something of another sort, she cooed, not many women are as frigid as your wife you know!
Eva and Jerry Bronson spent one of the most enjoyable breakfasts together they had had during the whole vacation. Both had separate activities to look forward to and their spirits were soaring. To Eva's surprise she had found herself dreaming of Professor Rockwell the night before, he had come in and out of her dream several times, along with her father and her Uncle Michael. I wonder what's happening, she thought to herself, I haven't thought of Uncle Michael in years.
* * *
Jerry Bronson felt like a new man as he sped down the winding road on the small island of Maui to Chino's Place. Eva had been delightful at breakfast, everything had gone smoothly and now he was madly tearing towards his rendevous with Tina.
Just the thought of Tina made his cock begin to palpitate wildly in his pants, he had dreamt of her all night long, making love to her in a million and one positions until he thought he would go out of his mind. And now he was actually going to be with her, in just a short time.
* * *
As soon as he entered the darkened bar he saw her sitting at the same table. He walked excitedly over to her, she had ordered him a drink and as he sat down she grabbed his cock mischievously.
"Oh My God! don't," he groaned.
"Why not, you like it don't you," she teased.
"Look drink up fast, can we go up to the room now, I can't wait," he whimpered like a schoolboy into her ear.
"Of course we can. We can have some more brandy upstairs darling. I was only waiting for you."
The wild couple sauntered upstairs to the same bedroom and almost immediately threw themselves upon the bed.
"Darling let's play a game today," Tina pouted.
"What kind of game?" At the mere mention of 'games' Jerry felt excited. He looked at Tina's gorgeous body sprawled on the bed, her long tapering thighs and curvaceous hips and he could hardly believe that he was once again going to be able to fuck her. It was almost too much for him to believe.
"How about if you are a hypnotist and I come to see you about a problem. You put me into a deep trance and I lay down, like this, and then you just do whatever you want to me."
Jerry felt his cock bulging in his pants. It was still sore from fucking the previous day but he didn't care. "Anything you want baby," he groaned, "only you must promise not to move."
"I'll do my best," Tina giggled. She closed her eyes and stretched out and didn't move. Jerry drank in her loveliness as she lay quietly. Her high, beautifully rounded breasts under her dress, her flat stomach and her wide lascivious hips with her pelvis bones jutting up softly, her long, tapered, firm legs. Slowly, he took her shoes off and slowly let his hands caress her legs clear on up under her dress where he felt the smooth nylon of her panties.
Tina didn't move or open her eyes. This was going to be fun, Jerry told himself as he licked his dry lips. Slowly, watching her face, he pulled her dress up, lifting her buttocks ever so slightly until he had pushed it up to her waist revealing her lower pelvis clad in only snow white bikini panties.
Jerry sat back to look at her figure. The panties came just below her pelvis bones which jutted out so provocatively, so tight, they cut into her flesh in an erotic way. His eyes fell to her rolling pubic mound and, beneath that, the impression of her vagina lips made smoothly on the soft material. The white crotchband of the panties was tight and disappeared down between her legs. At the tight edges, little strands of curly pubic hair showed, jet black and sexual against her milky skin.
Hooking his thumbs in her panties, still watching her face, Jerry peeled the panties slowly, teasingly down, working them over her hips and exposing her mound of Venus under its softly fleecy pubic hair. Underneath, he knew her firm dimpled buttocks were being exposed and he thought that later, he would have a look at them and fondle them. But now he was pulling the panties down slowly until they fell easily on down her thighs and he turned and pulled them off her feet then sat down again facing her limp body.
She had not moved and was lying there naked, from the waist down, looking so vulnerable and lewd. Slowly, one leg at a time, he spread them apart with the palms of his hands, catching his breath as she lay motionless, her eyes closed, her legs spread wide, her cunt exposed completely for him to see.
Tina Renaldi lay with her legs spread so wide by Jerry Bronson that the cords on the insides of her thighs stood out, leading, seeming to point directly to the mouth of her cunt. He could see it all, right down to where her buttocks joined in the deep right crevice. The lips of her vagina were beginning to pulsate slightly, parting to reveal a slit of smooth, pink cunt flesh that was glistening hotly in the soft light of the bedroom.
With his fingertips, he spread the soft, hair-lined pussy lips a little wider and massaged them, glancing at her face. She had not moved or opened her eyes. He spread the lips wider and felt the moist hot walls of her cunt, all slippery. One finger found her clitoris and slid back and forth over its oil surfaces, causing it to swell and distend.
Tina, playing the game well, didn't even blink an eye. Rollo had loved to play this game with her and she had always loved it too and now Jerry was playing pretend with her, what fun fucking was!
Breathing hard, excited by the lewdness of the scene, Jerry stood up, unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out. The idea of fucking her with both of them wearing their clothes now seemed exciting and something he had always wanted to do to Eva, his own wife.
He got on top of her, watching her face intently as he guided his cock to her cunt and rubbed the head of it up and down over her clitoris. Tina didn't move an inch. Something snapped in his mind. They would play the game often, as long as he stayed on the island. He realized that he could do anything he wanted with her and she wouldn't resist or move. Anything!
He stuck the head of his cock into her cunt and she, utterly relaxed, offered no resistance and the head slid easily into her hot wet cunt and nuzzled there for a second before he slowly let it sink in all the way, then just as slowly pulled it out until the tip of it was spreading the lips of her vagina and he could feel the soft, fine strands of her pussy hair tickling against it.
Cold-bloodedly, enjoying every second, every touch and thrill, he slowly let his cock sink home again until he was pressing his hips and weight fully against her open loins.
Tina had not moved at all and something exploded in Jerry. It was too much to bear. He lost all control and began fucking her limp, unresisting body as hard as he could, making her hips bounce lewdly up off the bed with the brutality of his strokes and, with Jerry bug-eyes and yelling, "Jesus Christ!" as he realized he was virtually raping her and she still hadn't moved.
With a roar, fucking desperately, Jerry came, pumping his white hot cum deep up into her unresisting cunt, filling her belly full with his sperm and the excitement of the moment because, as Jerry unbelievingly saw, she still wasn't moving even as he finished fucking her with all his strength.
He finally, with a long moan, collapsed on top of her and, as if by signal, Tina Renaldi opened her eyes and wrapped her arms and legs around him, muttering, "Oh, that felt so good and you got me hotter than a cap pistol. Honey, I've got this great idea. I have a fantasy that I want you to fulfill but you've got to do it in my own bed. Are you ready for my cabana now?"
Was he ready, he was more than ready. Jerry Bronson had been dreaming of fucking Tina Renaldi in her notorious cabana and now she was inviting him. "Baby, I can't wait," he groaned. "When can we go?"
"Right now, sweetie-pie," purred Tina, congratulation herself on her excellent timing. She would have time to get Jerry back upstairs to her bedroom before the Professor lured Eva Bronson into the lion's den. She could have her fucking session with Jerry and then maybe, just maybe, some other things would develop. She was excited-Eva Bronson was a beautiful young woman, it was such a pity that she was so frigid. She was keeping her fingers crossed that the old Professor could de-freeze her ... maybe I'll even get in on the act, Tina thought lasciviously to herself ... you never know with those blonde frozen types, you just never know!
* * *
Eva Bronson had had the most exhilarating day with Henry Rockwell. In the morning they played golf together, then a light lunch, then a little more golf, some swimming and then finally a lovely drive up to coast road to a small fishing village where they had had a light afternoon meal.
It had been so long since Eva had been squired around, since her courtship with Jerry to be exact that she felt as if she were floating on a cloud. Professor Rockwell wasn't exactly her type physically and yet he was becoming more and more attractive to her. His body was amazingly good for a man in his fifties and his hair was still a good rich brown, not a trace of grey, obviously Henry Rockwell had taken care of himself all the years of his life.
For his part, Henry was delighted, his whole plan was going so well he could hardly wait to congratulate himself. He knew that if only he could spend a little time with Eva she would soften up and she was responding to his gentlemanly ways in just the right way.
Finally the subject turned around to sex and Henry Rockwell was able to gently yet firmly extract from Eva some information about her youth. Apparently, she told him over their afternoon drinks, she was quite a cold woman, she hadn't realized it, she said, until she married Jerry. She had been attacked rather brutally, she didn't say by whom, when she was only 16 and it had marked her quite badly. She told him that on her honeymoon every time Jerry made love to her she felt as if he were brutally attacking her and she became quite rigid. In fact, Jerry couldn't even make love to her.
Professor Rockwell told her this kind of thing was quite common and Eva was quite surprised to hear that, although she said it made her feel a little better to hear that it happened to other people.
"Goodness me," Eva said suddenly, "I can't quite believe that I'm talking to you this intimately, I usually don't."
"But you trust me, don't you Eva," Henry Rockwell said gently.
"Eva would you come back to Mrs. Renaldi's house for a while, I'm anxious to share my work with you. I'm an anthropologist you know and I've made some startling discoveries on this island. People have lived here for centuries you know, further back than most people realize."
"Oh really," Eva said, genuinely interested. Yes, I'd like to know what kind of work you're involved with, Henry, I really would."
Professor Henry Rockwell was triumphant. He had a perfect plan to enact and Eva Bronson was playing directly into his hands-things couldn't be better. Hopefully Tina would be safely tucked away upstairs when he arrived at the house and the finale could take place as planned-the finale and hopefully the beginning of a whole new relationship between the Bronsons and himself.
* * *
Jerry Bronson followed Tina Renaldi back to the Beverly Hotel, parked his car in the parking lot and hopping through the mango bushes walked into her house for the first time in his life. It felt so good to be inside instead of outside, for a change.
He felt so good, he began to whistle.
"Come upstairs you naughty boy," Tina called. "Come see what Tina has for you."
"What?" Jerry called out curiously.
"You've got to come and find out-come upstairs quickly, I want you," the wicked woman called to the young man, "quickly, I said."
Jerry lost no time in bounding up the stairs of Tina's cabana. The house was wild, filled with wicker furniture and native paintings and carvings, the whole atmosphere was very primitive and he liked it. It was quite a change from English antiques and Persian rugs. It felt more comfortable somehow-much more comfortable!
"Coming you sexy wench," he called, "hold on, I'll be there."
"You'd better, otherwise Tina is going to do something naughty to you," she squeaked and then nothing was heard but one single peal of laughter and the slam of the bedroom door!
* * *
Henry Rockwell was a good host. He made sure Eva was thoroughly comfortable and then he set about making her a drink.
He came back into the living room, gave Eva her drink and then excused himself, stepping quickly into the small library in the house where he usually did his work, promising Eva that he would be back in a second.
Eva Bronson sipped her drink slowly, she looked around her and despite the fact that the decor was wild and colorful she felt at home. She felt that she was on the verge of an enormous breakthrough and she felt that Henry Rockwell was going to be able to help her. She now realized that the brutal attack on her by her father and her uncle could be erased if someone would help her, she wanted to be free now, she wanted to enjoy a normal sex life with her husband, or with Professor Rockwell for that matter. She was tired of being like a beautiful bird in an ivory cage-it wasn't any fun. She was getting older and she wasn't having as much fun as she wanted to have and it was beginning to really disturb her. Professor Rockwell had opened her eyes to the possibility of breaking through this fear she had inside of her, he told her that she didn't have to tell him all the details, just enough for him to guide her through a re-run of the situation. He told her she could blast it out of her system in one session with him and she felt ready to do that She loved Jerry and wanted to save her marriage and she was sure that if she could be more open to making love with him, it would be possible to do that.
She began to feel a little light-headed from the drink though, the room was beginning to move a little, or so it seemed. Oh dear! I do feel strange, the young woman thought to herself as she found herself beginning to drift off into a strange hypnotic state.
Meanwhile in the library, Henry Rockwell was instructing two friends, Josh and Cheryl as to their part in his work with Eva. She is now drugged, he told them and so extremely susceptible and so I want you to be extremely cautious with her. Apparently two men attacked her one night, I suspect one of them was her father although she didn't exactly say so, probably the other was a friend of her fathers, or an uncle. It's almost time for us to join her in the living room, the drug should be working on her right now. Hopefully we can help Mrs. Bronson break through this barrier and move onto a more enjoyable sex life, just as you and Cheryl have done.
"Gee Professor Rockwell, Cheryl and I can never thank you enough for what you and Mrs. Renaldi have done for us. We would never have dared to go to a regular doctor's office, it's so cold. Here in the house, by the ocean and everything, well, it's so relaxed. We're happy to be part of your group."
"Yes, well, we do have a good time don't we. After all, isn't that what life is about?" the older man beamed at them. "And to think, you're marriage was on the rocks when you came to the Beverly Hotel only a month ago. Good thing Tina got to you young Josh, you were in a strange state."
"I'll say," Cheryl grinned, "not any longer though, we have the most fabulous time in bed."
"Well now are we ready to join Mrs. Bronson ... good, let's hope this little experiment will be a success."
Professor Rockwell, Josh and Cheryl entered the living room now, Professor Rockwell had instructed Josh as to his part in the drama and the stage was set.
"Eva," Professor Rockwell said sharply, "what are you doing in the kitchen?"
"I'm hungry Daddy, I want something to eat."
"Get it quickly and go back to your room."
"Yes, Daddy," Eva Bronson said from deep in her trance.
Eva walked over to the cupboard in the wall and opened it, the Professor had put some graham crackers and milk in the refrigerator for her. She ate a cracker and then drank some milk. Then everyone followed her out of the living-room. Although she had never been in the house before, by instinct Eva Bronson walked to the bedroom on the ground floor. Almost immediately she was in the room, Josh pushed her down on the bed, tearing at her clothes until she was completely naked.
Professor Rockwell drew in a sharp breath at the loveliness of Eva's body. He could hardly wait for his turn in the drama, her lovely bare buttocks, firm and molded, her curvaceous hips, her proud upthrust breasts, all lit the flames on his desire further.
Suddenly Eva was lying on the bed, spreading the lips of her own cunt, it was swelling with desire, the pink slit of the already moistened lips plainly visible in the darkened bedroom.
"Fuck me Daddy, fuck me Uncle Michael, fuck me, fuck me," she was sobbing now.
So that was it, Professor Rockwell thought, she actually tempted her father and her uncle but she's blocked that out of her mind altogether. She was so ashamed and guilty that she blocked the whole experience as it really was.
Josh couldn't resist her. He forced his body between her legs and leaned over, embracing her and locking their mouths together. Eva's tongue darted into his mouth, hot and fierce, wiggling around. He responded by forcing his tongue into her mouth and crushing her breasts against his chest. Her free hand was groping, fighting, to get at his crotch. With a guttural cry, Josh tore himself loose from her writhing body and stripped, tore at his clothing like a madman as he heard Eva murmuring ecstatically.
He stepped out of his shorts and Eva, searching crazily with her eyes lurched forward to seize his cock in her hand and squeeze it. Josh leaned over her and felt her guiding its hardness towards her cunt. Twisting his head, he looked back to see his wife Cheryl. She was standing, eyes half-closed and her mouth was open. She was loving it!
Josh turned to kiss Eva on the mouth as he felt the head of his cock touching the moist lips of her cunt. She let her head fall back and her mouth open as she moaned and whispered in a little girlish voice once again. "Uncle Michael do it to me. Oh, God do it to me."
Josh rammed his cock home, everyone watching it sink deep into Eva's throbbing, near virginal cunt as she sprawled back on the bed and Josh moved between her widespread legs and began slowly fucking in and out.
The room exploded in sexual heat. Cheryl and Professor watched as the young woman's buttocks thrust up with an unbelievable hunger and passion as Josh began to grind his lust-hardened cock in and out of her cunt faster and faster. Not a word was said yet they knew that this was going to be a night of orgy, a night when everyone was going to get all his frustrations and desires completely fulfilled. Others would come into the room soon, that was the way these orgies always began ... slowly, two or three people and then suddenly eight or ten!
Eva fucked back at her lover, her proxy lover, her 16 year old experience with Uncle Michael reborn, with an insatiable greed. Her legs wrapped hungrily around his waist and locked at the ankles just above her bare buttocks. Her body lifted and she entwined her arms around him and writhed and wiggled and undulated in pure sexual bliss.
Suddenly Cheryl realized that there was another girl in the room, a girl, slim as a boy, her hair cut short. She was undressing, throwing her clothes to one side while watching Eva and Josh.
Cheryl, as if in a dream moved over to the young girl and stood beside her. Cheryl knew that this slim boy/girl was a lesbian and she had always been fascinated with lesbians.
Cheryl found herself extremely aroused now as she watched her husband Josh fucking another woman. There was something so strange, animal and lewd about it. Whenever they made love again, she would remember the sight of him standing half-crouched, every muscle in his body tense, as he fucked Eva Bronson, his cock flying in and out grinding at her body, rocking it back and forth like a ragdoll on the bed.
Josh came with a roar, stood up straight, head back, stiffened, and convulsively pumped white hot cum deep into Eva's cunt as they all watched her constrict her buttocks and her cunt tighten desperately over his cock as she moaned and begged. "Please, no, not yet! Not yet. Uncle Michael I want more ... Daddy, where's Daddy?"
Eva was coming out of her drugged state now, dimly she became aware of her surroundings, Josh was pulling away from her and she looked up with wild eyes. Oh God! It wasn't her Uncle Michael, it was a complete stranger who had just emptied his sperm into her belly.
Josh was falling away, slumping to the floor and suddenly Eva could see other people. There was a girl, someone was sitting next to her, a woman, half-undressed, her breasts free and the girl was fondling them with one hand while she was lifting her dress up over her thighs.
She couldn't think clearly and yet she knew that her body was full of lust, her body was demanding that it be satisfied more. She knew that just a few seconds ago a complete stranger had his cock buried deep between her legs, mounting her in orgiastic pleasure and it was blissful to the point of almost pain.
A black haired man came into the room now, "boy look at that tight cunt," he grinned lewdly, "I'd like to fuck her."
Eva cringed at the crudity of their language, she wasn't used to such obscenity. "No," she cried out as she found herself being forced back over the bed, her legs wide apart ... Eva thought she would die from the pain and humiliation as she felt her legs being stretched even wider, she felt herself pinned down helpless on the mattress, her buttocks spread open, revealing her tiny puckered anus and her moist open cunt, split wider than it had ever been before.
She felt the man called Ira climb on top of her, squirming his pelvis down between her wide held legs, his huge blunt cock in his hand. "Here it comes, take it baby!" Eva groaned aloud as he fell upon her and she felt his rock-hard cock plunge deep into her cunt, stretching it until it felt like a tight glove clasping hotly around the shaft of his prick and he began fucking in and out of her defenseless young cunt viciously, selfishly, as if he had no other wish than to satisfy himself. Her body was battered harder and harder down onto the bouncing mattress, and she cried out. "Jerry, Oh God! Jerry! Where is my husband! Oh, God, where is he!"
And where was Professor Rockwell, how could he have placed her in this humiliating position. Suddenly the thought crossed her mind that she had been tricked somehow, he had promised to help her open her mind and free her sexuality but she hadn't thought that this would involve her body!
Even so, pinned and helpless and being fucked by a lewd man she didn't even know, her traitorous body was responding to the heavy, sperm filled cock grinding around deep in her belly. Her hips beginning to pump back and she felt a strange, lewd feeling coming over her body and pumping lascivious thoughts into her brain, flooding everything else out.
"Look at her ass beginning to grind," Josh said. "She's beginning to like it."
"Yeah!" Ira grunted, kissing her on the mouth.
Then Eva was smothered by the two men. Ira was fucking her as hard as he could, Josh was teasing her breasts and licking and kissing them. She had lost all reason now and her naked young body writhed and bucked as she flung her arms out and one hand felt a cock. It was Josh's cock, once again sprung to life. It was a cock and she seized upon it hungrily and stroked it, then suddenly she found it in front of her face. The head of it, with just a drop of excited cum on it, brushed lasciviously against her lips and she dazedly licked them with her tongue, then, impulsively, knowing in her mind that before tonight such a thing had been disgusting and perverted, she licked at it and twisted her body and smiled at the pleasure of doing something so vile and obscene. The man fucking into her said, "Go on, go ahead, suck it, baby!" and fucked her harder, his cock swelling with excitement. The pain of his brutal fucking down between her legs and the man called Josh plunging his cock into her mouth became a kind of masochistic glee, a pleasure, pure, white-hot feeling of pleasure deep in her groin which she wanted to grow and envelop her whole body. With a smile now, she tightened her lips and sucked more desperately on the hardened cock, loving the feel and pungent male taste of it in her mouth.
Ira fucking down between her legs suddenly bellowed and shot his hot searing sperm deep up inside her, clutching her body as hard as he could, sending delicious spasms of heat ricocheting all the way up to her breasts that swirled around unbelievably deep and transformed itself into an intense and all-consuming pleasure that bubbled up like red-hot lava and made her groan and plead inwardly for more. He moaned in satiation and rolled off of her, leaving the whole of her belly filled with the warmth of his thick white semen.
Eva sucked wildly now on the cock in her mouth, holding on for dear life as she felt her strength going. She didn't care anymore ... she relaxed her body and hoped that she could fuck all night. They could do anything to her now. Was this what the Professor wanted, for her to feel this way? Her body was covered with sweat and her hips were acting independent of her mind, as if they had a soul and desires all their own, moving lewd and lustful. Suddenly she became aware of a delicious feeling in her pussy and she looked down over the bulging cock in her mouth to discover the slim boy/girl fingering her clitoris wildly ... she was mounting to a climax and had never felt so alive or vital in her life. Even Jerry, her husband was forgotten in the heat of her passion.
Jerry Bronson had just finished having his cock sucked by Tina Renaldi was on at that very moment collapsed on the bed. Suddenly he became aware of wild screaming, and turned to Tina, "What's going on downstairs?"
"Are you ready to find out baby," she grinned lewdly.
"An orgy, oh boy, just what I've been waiting for," Jerry said anxiously, obscene pictures swirling through his brain from his nights outside the window.
"Hope you're ready for this one baby," Tina said softly, grabbing her negligee and following the anxious man down the stairs.
The sight that met Jerry Bronson's eyes when he entered the downstairs bedroom almost blew his mind forever. His wife Eva was totally naked on the bed, her clitoris was being kissed by the slim boy/girl he had seen through the window a few nights earlier, she had another man's cock in her mouth and a second man was lying on the bed, obviously having just fucked her from the expression on his face. Her arms were at her side, helpless and her head was lolling back, her lips tightly ovaled over the man's cock.
"Jesus Christ!" moaned Jerry, then with a roar he rushed over to the bed and looked at Eva. Her eyes were half-closed and glazed with lust. She looked at him but she didn't look like the same woman he had married and she was moaning, "Oh someone fuck me, fuck me again. I want more cock!"
Jerry was numb as he looked down at his young wife writhing sensuously on the bed ... then suddenly she saw him, "Oh Jerry," she groaned. "Fuck me darling, please fuck me."
Rage exploded in him and he bellowed as he fell savagely on top of her, "I'll fuck you! You bitch! I'll fuck you till the cum pours out your ears!"
He was like an animal. He was coldblooded and brutal. He was going to fuck his cheating wife insane and then inside out. And then he would get revenge on each and every person there!
Professor Henry Rockwell smiled to himself from the corner of the room ... everything was going perfectly. Soon it would be his turn!
Everyone in the room watched as Jerry fucked like a bull gone mad, bucking his wife like a life-sized rag doll across the bed, her head on the floor now as he mercilessly slammed his cock into her again and again.
"Okay," the Professor said, "roll her over."
"What?" Jerry questioned.
Professor Rockwell stood over them now, naked, his huge cock, the biggest Jerry had ever seen in his hand, a tight smile on his lips. Jerry looked down to see Eva too gazing up at his cock with awe and he could feel her body tremble underneath him as she imagined that great thing going into her.
"Turn her over so we can both fuck her at the same time," Professor Rockwell said in a tight tense voice.
Jerry looked down at Eva who closed her eyes and hugged him tight, whispering, in a shaking voice. 'Turn me over, darling. I can take it!"
The obscenity of it all was too much to resist. Yes, he thought cunningly, we'll do it and then I'll ram it again to Tina the same way!
Holding her tight, with the Professor's help, he rolled Eva over, his cock still tight in her cunt, until she was on top of him, her lovely breasts pressing tight down against his chest.
A thrill ran through the intently watching group and they all gathered around in a circle as the young voluptuous woman pulled her knees up under her and spread her knees wide on either side of his hips so that her buttocks were apart and all could see the shaft of her husband's prick buried deep up in the hair-lined lips of her cunt. With a moan of delight, Eva began slowly and sensuously, nibbling the walls of her pussy up and down her husband's hardened cock, knowing, instinctively what was going to happen to her as she felt Professor Rockwell's probing finger flicking teasingly over her tightly puckered anus. They were going to humiliate and use her in front of the others and she wanted them to! She winced with pain as she felt Henry's finger probe into her anus up to the first knuckle.
It hurt, but it was all right. Secretly, she wished for more. She felt so lewd, so obscene. She knew that the pain would turn to pleasure and, the greater the pain, the more the pleasure. "Tie me!" she panted.
"What?" Jerry asked.
"Tie me, tie me up and do what you want to me!" she gasped.
Above her, he heard the Professor say, "get some rope Tina."
And they did, crowding around her while Henry continued to probe her anus causing her to squirm her buttocks around in tiny lewd circles and wince. They pulled her hands behind her and tied them tightly, leaving her helpless as Henry used his other hand to rub her own vaginal secretions all around her anus and then she felt his heavy weight on top of her, pressing her buttocks down, forcing Jerry's cock below, up into her cunt to the hilt and then she felt the great thick head of Professor Rockwell's prick spreading the soft yielding cheeks back there, spreading them with pain mounting and she tried to struggle saying, "No!" in a low whimpering voice.
As the pain and pressure slowly grew, her pleas grew to screams and she raved and ranted, begging, promising anything if only Henry would stop. She felt the head of it stretch her tiny anal mouth wide and suddenly pop inside and felt as if she were being split in two and she would end up in a bloody mess as Henry pushed harder. He wormed the head of his cock a fraction of an inch deeper into her distended anus and Eva screamed and thrashed her head around and tried to free her tied hands until with a sudden grunt she felt his pubic hairs grazing the backs of her thighs. He was all the way in!
"NO, no, no! Please, I beg you!" she screamed, sweat pouring from her face, her teeth gritted. She would pass out, she would die from such pain. It was unendurable.
Others were growing apprehensive. Perhaps the Professor was going too far, suddenly however, Eva's face began to change, slowly her screams were changing to dark low moans. "Look, she's loving it," cooed Tina hugging the slim boy/girl, "At last, she's loving it!"
And Eva was. Crouched, on top of her husband, her back bent and her hands tied up behind her, pinned cruelly in place between two hardened male cocks, with Henry's lewd fucking in and out of her anus, the pain went deep and welled back up in pleasure. Pleasure so searingly sweet she couldn't believe it, pleasure so wild and free and wanted nothing but to stay in this ecstatic state as long as she lived.
The heat in the room seemed to mount to a stiffling degree as everyone huddled around, naked, caressing one another, fucking, all of them turning their eyes to watch Eva Bronson helpless, tied, pinned between the men as they fucked wildly into her, only a soft fleshy membrane separating their cocks as Eva was bounced and battered back and forth, on her knees, sweating, her full, firm breasts dancing freely. Hands were reaching to caress her naked buttocks and pinch her nipples and her eyes were closed and her mouth open and she was breathing hard, a lewd smile of carnal delight twitching on her lips as she moaned, over and over again. "Yes! Oh yes! Yes! Do it, do it, do it!"
And then she came, moaning and twisting like a madwoman until she collapsed limply between them while the two men went on fucking her until moments later they too erupted, shooting their scalding sperm flooding deep up into her still hungrily constricting belly.
And then there were more ... the night went on, one set of weird coupling after another until everyone had fucked everyone in every possible way. Eva Bronson got her first taste of a woman's pussy and realized that she had really been desirous of that all her life.
Mostly though, she wanted to make love with Jerry, her husband. Suddenly she realized what they had been missing all the years in their marriage, the closeness, the communion, the ecstatic heights that they could scale with their bodies, the overwhelming bliss they could experience in their bodies. It was fun to fuck with a lot of people, to participate in a wild orgy but she knew that in her heart she wanted only to be with Jerry. She would deny him nothing now, she had been ravaged in every possible way and she was his for the asking and the taking.
Her marriage was saved and she had the Professor and Tina Renaldi to thank for it and the magical island of Maui. She would never forget her vacation in Hawaii, never forget the powerful surf, the golden sand and the tiny cabana, tucked away behind the mango bushes. She was free at last ... free of the dreadful memory of her father and her Uncle, she could in fact forgive them for now she realized that her father had been denied love all his life from her mother. A man needs a woman love, her body, her full attention, she thought lovingly now and Jerry fucked her wildly for the fourth or fifth time. That's how he is nourished ... I'm sure if more woman gave their men what they wanted ... really opened up their bodies and souls to them, they'd never stray. Why should they? Everything they would ever want would be at home.
"Oh darling, I love you," whispered Eva into her husband's ear, "I love you so."
"Oh baby," groaned Jerry Bronson, hardly able to believe that his wife had done such a hundred percent turn around in her head. "Oh baby, you're the greatest!"
