Fun In The Bahamas

It was hump day. Jess called me first thing in the morning as I sat in the hospital waiting for Nana to finish her treatment. Her voice shrieked through the phone, “Did they call you?” she asked.

“Who,” I asked as I stood and went to an area where I could speak without disturbing anyone.

“I got the job. I start next week.”

My phone rang with a number, “Someone is calling me now, maybe it’s them. Let me answer,” I said. I placed her on hold and answered. It was the copay offering me a job in their accounting department.

They asked me when I could start. I told them in April. At first, they were hesitant but stated it was fine. I explained I was scheduled to be out of town at the end of March. Finally, I was welcomed into their company and informed more information would follow in the days to come.

I went back to Jess and we both beamed with joy. She could finally help with paying her half of the bills staying with Donovan. Since he was divorced, he had to get a place of his own and wanted a roommate to help give him a little wiggle room with paying bills.

And I had backup just in case my services would no longer be needed. I was enjoying living in the moment but with each day that passed, reality set in and I had to think about the future.

*****

It was hard to leave Nana behind but she was in excellent hands. Nurses, doctors, staff, and a long-time family friend that was like a sister to Raymond watched over his mother and had instructions to contact him if anything happened.

We arrived on the private island which had a limited amount of beach homes, a resort, and some restaurants and places to shop. Raymond said he hired a chef that would cook for us while we were there.

The apartment was to die for. It had direct access to the beach via the patio which also had a pool and a nice sitting area. The main bedroom had a balcony where we could sit and enjoy the view and other things. He smiled when he saw me standing on the balcony, “I thought you might like this part of the house.”

I grinned and kissed his mouth, “It’s my favorite part.” He turned and pressed me against the wall. His hand went under my floral print dress. The tip of his finger danced across my gem as he gave me the gaze. Tiny circles made my knees weak. I didn’t grab his hand although I wanted to. I wanted to control my orgasm but he was so good at getting me off.

It was as if the minute his hand touched me my body became overly excited and was ready to go into automatic vibrations. I slowed my breath and closed my eyes. I imagined the beautiful sea ahead. I could see its turquoise hue as it sparkled from the sun’s glorious rays. I was on my toes, my calves flexed, my heart raced, and there was no way I could hold it any longer.

My eyes popped open and I saw him smiling as my pussy flooded his hand. His lips pressed against mine, my right leg lifted and he penetrated my pleasure spot and fucked me fast until he erupted. “I have a surprise for you tonight,” he said to me sweetly before pulling out of my messy cunt.

I swallowed and took a deep breath, “Really?”

He smiled, “You’ll love it.”

I smiled, “I’m sure I will.”

****

Lunch was on the patio, and the conch salad was light and refreshing. The rum was chilled. We got drunk off a whole bottle. We stumbled down the stairs which lead through a series of trees along a path to the beach.

We played in the water like teenagers in love. He lifted me with ease and walked me out waist-deep in the crystal-clear water. He baptized me and then himself. His hands touched my face, “I could stay here forever with you like this,” he confessed.

It was a lovely idea. One I welcomed but one we both knew was not realistic. We kissed as the sun’s rays kissed our skin.

After enjoying a day on the beach, Ray wanted to head back to the beach house for a nap. So, we walked back. we both took a shower and he fell asleep.

Once I heard his soft snore, I left the bed and went to the beach house where Derrick was waiting for me. I was glad he could come for a few days. He planned to stay Friday through Monday morning.

As soon as I knocked on the door, he pulled me inside and kissed me. He spun me around and lifted the dress I wore and pressed his way inside. His hand was on my neck gently as he stroked from behind. My left hand touched his head. He spoke to me sweetly, “I love you, Ashanti.”

“I love you too babe.”

He worked quickly. My center was throbbing. It quaked. It pulsated and then it creamed, “Ughhhh,” I gasped. He pulled out and I turned to him. He lifted me in his arms and bounced me on his magnificent cock until he exploded inside of me.

We were humming in delight as he held me pumping me full of his DNA. I felt my feet touching the floor. “I hate that I have to let you leave so soon.”

I touched his face, “I know. I wish I could stay but I have to leave.” I kissed his mouth and left.

*****

I made it back to the room before Ray woke up. I was in the kitchen speaking with the chef Damian when Ray walked in. He kissed the back of my neck and said, “it smells wonderful in here.”

“Thank you, sir,” said Damian as he poured Ray a drink called a “gully.” I was already halfway finished when he topped me off.

Ray sipped it and smiled, “That’s good stuff.” He looked at me, “Did you enjoy your walk?”

My heart thumped, “Uh yes.”

“I woke up to use the restroom and didn’t see you earlier. I assumed you went exploring.

I nodded, “Yes, you know me so well.”

He kissed my mouth and said, “I hope you don’t mind; Damian will be joining us this evening for dinner.”

“Of course not, the more the merrier.”

He moved back a ringlet of hair so he could better see my face, “Damian this woman has done wonders for my spirit. If I could bottle up this feeling and sell it, I’d make millions.”

I blushed, “You’re sweet.”

“I mean it.”

The three of us headed outside and had dinner on the patio. There was some music playing outdoors from the locals on the beach having a good time. Damian smiled, “I love my island but I can’t wait to go to the states in a few months.”

“That’s nice, is it for vacation?” I asked.

“I was offered a job, the best one yet. Head chef at a restaurant in a new shopping center where I can cook all the Bahamian-style food I love.”

“That’s amazing.”

“Yes, thanks to Raymond, here, he’s giving me a chance to do something great.”

I tapped Ray’s thigh, “That’s great, babe. So nice of you.”

“Damian and I have been friends for years. My late wife and I met him years ago when we first visited Nassau. I took one bite of his food and knew I had to get him out of that little spot he was in. I had a friend that was buying property here and needed a private chef to work this island, I passed on Damian’s information and the rest, as they say, is history.”

We had a few more drinks and spoke and little longer before heading inside. The night had been fun but I was ready to lie down; however, Ray had other ideas in mind. He started kissing me in front of Damian. I looked at him with questioning eyes, “Before my wife got sick, Damian used to do more than cook for us,” he informed me.

I looked back at Damian. He was a tall strapping man. His skin was the color of a shiny brown penny and he had these insanely white teeth. I looked at his hands and his feet and gulped. I turned to Ray, “Is this my surprise?”

He nodded, “Do you like it?”

I giggled. Part of me was scared. I wondered if he was as hung as Ray. Ray whispered in my ear, “I want to watch him fuck you.”

My heart raced. Slowly I walked over to Damian and smiled.

“Don’t be scared pretty lady, I’ll be very gentle with you. I always take good care of my friends.”

I felt his strong hand grip my ass as he pulled me into him. Our lips touched and our tongues wrestled. Ray sat on the sofa with his cock poking through the slit of his shorts and stoked his meat.

Damian went down to his knees. My panties were down at my ankles. I stepped my right foot out and held up my dress as he tasted me with his long tongue. I rubbed his head and closed my eyes. As I was standing there enjoying his tongue work in a state of bliss, the next thing I knew he had lifted me in the air with his hand on my ass as he went crazy on my center sucking and kissing it. I nearly choked him with my thighs as I climaxed and nearly fell backward.

He held me tight and prevented my fall, “I gotcha there Ms. Lady, you not gone fall,” he said as he lowed me onto his monstrously thick cock.

Just the tip was in. I started laughing, “Fuck,” I said to him. He smiled ad continued to maneuver me down that slab of meat stretching out my pussy. When I finally rested at the base, he moved me slowly. My legs were already trembling.

I didn’t want to tap out so I clenched my jaws and took all nine inches of his thickness. He smiled, “I like her Ray, she’s a keeper,” he commented.

I looked over and saw Ray stroking his pipe. He looked at peace as he watched. I looked at Damian who was in heaven bouncing me on his cock. I saw the thin film of nectar appear on his shaft. I was throbbing and pulsating.

He carried me over to the sofa and sat. I had to ride that monster. It felt like my lips were getting stuck on his shaft. I kept saying, “Oh fuck,” until I found a nice rhythm.

Ray moved closer. He wanted my mouth. He sat on the arm of the sofa and I leaned over and licked his shaft. My mouth was full and my pussy was stretched. This went on for a loooooong time. My body was worn. I shook uncontrollably and squealed.

Damian sucked my pointed nipples and squeezed my tits. “I’m about to cum,” he informed me. I moved off his cock and Ray waited for me to mount him. As I rode Ray. I felt Damian squirting cum all over me.

“SSSS, argghhhh, fuck,” he moaned deeply.

Ray hugged me and kissed my mouth, “You did good.” I felt him loading me up.

******

The next day, we went for a boat ride and went for a tour around the island. Later that day, Ray and Damian went out for drinks and I made my way over to see Derrick. We shared some time at the pool and we planned to see each other one more time before he left on Monday.

The rest of the week, we spent chilling either by the pool, on the beach, or in the room. Damian joined us three times during the week. I had to admit, I had fun. I never expected Raymond to share me with a friend but then again, I had shared him with mine.

When we made it back to Florida and the house, we learned some new things about each other. We both loved each other but we also loved the aspect of an open relationship. It made me wonder if I should tell him about Derrick. It was tiring trying to hide it from him although part of me wondered if he knew.

There were a few times he made comments about Derrick and me hanging out but he did it jokingly. For that reason, Derrick and I slowed down our involvement. We only had sex a couple of times a week.

*****

Just as March was coming to a close and I was getting ready for a new job, one day I returned home from shopping and found Raymond’s sister sitting in the kitchen at the table. Our eyes met. Inside I wanted to scream.

“Hello,” I spoke as nicely as I could.

She grinned as she held a cup to her lips. She sipped and removed the cup, “I know you’re surprised to see me. But I’m here now. My girls will be here after school ends.”

Raymond entered the kitchen, “I’ve been talking to my brother about the nature of your employment, what is it exactly you do around here besides fuck my brother.”

“Susan, stop,” scolded Raymond.

“I mean really Raymond, all the women in this town and you choose this charity case.”

“Susan.”

She rolled her eyes, “I’m going to my room,” she said as she left the kitchen.

I looked at Raymond and huffed. He tried to reach for me but I threw up my hand and went to my room.

After a few hours of cooling down, I heard my door open as I lay in bed. He cozied next to me, “Can we talk?”

I didn’t respond.

“Ashanti—”

“You know your sister doesn’t like me. This will not end well.”

“I’ve spoken to her. She promised not to say anything to you. She’s only here until she can find a place of her own.”

“And how long will that be?”

“Just a few weeks.”

I huffed, “Fine.”

“Please don’t be angry. She’s going through some things. She confided in me that Paul left her for another woman.”

That didn’t surprise me. Her ass was disgusting.

“You can’t stay mad at me,” he said as he tickled me.

I laughed. Our lips touched. He was right I couldn’t stay mad. “She assumes we’re together.”

“Are we together?’

“I thought we were.”

I smiled. He went down and pulled off my shorts and feasted on my center. His hands held down my belly and he wouldn’t let me budge, squirm or inch away. He licked, sucked, and fingered me until I called out his name.

Soon, he removed his pants and took my right leg over his shoulder, and drilled my center. I lay there with my tits wobbling with each thrust watching him look down at me as he worked his magic. I watched his skin turn red. I saw the sweat begin to glisten on his perfectly tanned skin.

He had a look of determination on his face. This time it wasn’t about making me wait to cum. He wanted me to cum as soon as I felt it and after the second orgasm, he drilled faster with more intensity. He tossed my leg to the side and pressed into me digging, grinding, churning until we both cussed and grunted.

He rolled off me and panted.

I cuddled next to him. As I lay next to him, I hoped that his sister would not attempt to fuck with me. I guessed only time would tell.