Tropical Heat Lust in St. Lucia

by Mara Stone

  Tropical Heat: Lust in St. Lucia

  Mara Stone

  Text copyright 2012 Mara StoneAll Rights Reserved

  One of the perks of marrying Jerry Sanders was the all-expenses paid vacations that he surprised Suzie with whenever she was bored. Most of the time Jerry was too busy to take these trips with her, but she didn't mind. A little time apart kept their marriage fresh, and Jerry was a firm believer that "travel broadened the mind.” This weekend Suzie would travel to St. Lucia for a few days. She had done some research online and he couldn't have chosen a more beautiful location for some sun and spa-time.

  "Where's my sweet angel?" a voice called from downstairs.

  Jerry was home and Suzie had planned to thank him in an extra special way for her little weekend getaway. She quickly threw a black silk robe on, hiding her lingerie. She quickly strapped a pair of black stilettos on her feet and made her way to the flight of stairs, stopping at the top.

  Suzie was an attractive young woman in her late twenties; a classic blonde with a stunning figure that made her pure eye candy for most of the men that she met in Bossier City, Louisiana. She knew people assumed she had only married Jerry, who was 23 years older, for his money, and endured their narrow glances and snide comments with grace and a smile. She could have any man she wanted, but she chose to be with Jerry Sanders, an entrepreneur who specialized in computer hardware and software maintenance. His clientele included several multinational corporations and he had built up a very successful business from nothing. Jerry was the only man that she had ever loved and the only man that she had ever slept with.

  "I can't wait to see what treasures you're hiding under there." He smiled, and, placing his briefcase on a side table, he began moving up the stairs towards her.

  Suzie met him halfway. "Follow me Mr. Sanders.” With a wicked little smile on her face, she took hold of the tip of his tie and guided him upstairs with her.

  She had prepared what she needed in the bedroom prior to his return. A bottle of champagne sat on ice, and soft music played on the stereo. Suzie led Jerry to the edge of their bed and sat him down. She leaned in and kissed him deeply before pulling away as he reached up to take her in his arms.

  "Uh, uh, not yet," she said, moving over to the champagne and pouring him a glass. "I want you to watch me dance,” Jerry's looked around the room, and for the first time, he noticed the pole that she had erected in one corner.

  "Hey, when did we get that?”

  "I've had it in one of the spare bedrooms for a couple of months now,” Suzie said, "and I've been taking private lessons with one of the instructors from the gym. Now you just sit back and enjoy.”

  Suzie reached for the remote and clicked the stereo over to the music she had chosen to use, turned up the volume and began to sway her hips. The sexy tones of Donna Summer flowed from the speakers as Jerry moved up the bed and leaned against the headboard, sipping casually at his glass.

  "Take your time darling.” He raised his drink to her. "I'm all yours.”

  Suzie smiled back. Standing just in front of him, she watched him following her movements. Slowly she moved her hand to the tie on her robe, pulled on it and freed the knot. She raised the hem a little with her fingers, just above the line of her suspender stocking and looked up at Jerry, to make sure that he was following her every move. He was.

  "I bet you would love to see what's under here, wouldn’t you, Mr. Sanders?" He nodded and she turned away from him and slipped her silky robe off her shoulders and onto the ground. She had taken care choosing her outfit and knew that she looked amazing. Her black lace corset with matching briefs was sheer and sexy; from behind she knew that he would be able to see the curve of her derriere, framed nicely by the suspenders and stockings.

  She leaned over and ran her hands up the length of her stocking-clad legs before moving towards the pole, and swinging loosely around it. She had been practising this short routine for weeks now. As she circled, Suzie was aware of her nipples rubbing against the inside of the corset; their sensitivity was intoxicating.

  She stopped in front of the pole and looked directly into Jerry's eyes. She reached above her head to steady herself and shimmied up and down. She closed her eyes and began to swing around the pole, straddling it with her legs as she spun round it slowly. She had perfected a number of swinging moves and worked her way through them slowly and assuredly. Desire was building in her now, the pole, now warm, rubbed against her thighs and pussy and her nipples tingled.

  Seductively, she reached around behind her and undid the bow on her corset. With a little wiggling it loosened and she removed it and threw it to the floor.

  "Take your clothes off Jerry," she instructed, smiling, and slid lithely from the pole. As he did so, she refilled his champagne glass and placed it on the bedside table.

  Jerry was now naked and lounging on the bed with his head and shoulders resting on the headboard. Suzie walked over to him and straddled him, feeling the hardness of his cock between her thighs. She dipped her fingers into the champagne glass several times, rubbing the fizzy liquid over her breasts.

  "Now, suck my champagne tits.” She leaned forward as he reached for her breasts, his mouth closing in. She closed her eyes as he began to massage her breasts, his tongue flicking over the nipples already sensitive from her dance. Moving from one to another he began to tease them with his teeth, gently at first but then with more pressure, until Suzie loudly..

  She felt one of his hands move down towards her pussy, rubbing though her panties. Suddenly, they were torn off and his fingers were sliding lightly through her bare wet slit. Suzie looked into Jerry's eyes as he teased her with his fingers, occasionally slipping them inside her before moving back to circle her clit. She was intensely aware of his cock, but she wasn't ready for it yet.

  She pushed Jerry down against the bed and moved her body up towards his face, lowering herself down until her pussy was inches from his lips. She slipped her hand down and began to masturbate while he watched, his hands kneading over her arse and stroking her stockings and suspenders. The fire was building in Suzie's pussy, and she wanted to feel his tongue on her, in her. She moved down against his lips and he responded, lifting his head slightly. His arms were trapped behind her and he was helpless to do anything but lick and probe as she lifted her hips up and down slightly, seeking her pleasure against his eager tongue.

  "Oh yes,” Suzie moaned. "Don't stop Jerry, don't stop now." Her orgasm was building quickly, Jerry's lips circled her clit and he began to suck firmly at it, forging a rhythm with her pulsating body that she could no longer ignore. Her body arched backwards as she came hard, pressing her pussy against Jerry's mouth, a hot, molten explosion spreading throughout her entire body.

  She moved off him and lay against the pillows on the bed. Jerry quickly followed. He moved in between her legs and helped her lift her legs against his shoulders. Her stilettos were visible as he leaned down and began to kiss her, deeply and urgently. She could taste her pussy juice on his lips and tongue as they kissed, his desire obvious, his cock pressing against her.

  He leaned back, taking his cock in one hand and rubbing it through her wet pussy lips, coating it with her juices. He found her hole and in one hard thrust pushed himself deep inside her. The position he had chosen left her pussy deliciously open, his thrust felt deeper than ever before and Suzie gasped as he repeated the movement, a single deep thrust that buried him inside her. Jerry began moving faster, watching her intently as he built up a solid rhythm.

  Suzie's tits bounced as he fucked her. She started rubbing on them, exaggerating the movement as Jerry watched her. His thrusts were vigorous, lifting her hips off the ground as he ground into her we
tness. She moaned as he increased the pace, the feeling of his hard cock, deep inside her, driving her towards another orgasm. Jerry noticed her excitement, leaning forward to kiss her, he whispered in her ear, "That's it baby, come while I fuck you, I want to feel you come on my cock."

  Suzie moaned again, his words sent a sharp thrill through her. Jerry never talked like that during sex and she wanted more. He moved back upright, "Rub your clit for me," he said, "rub it while I fuck your wet pussy.” Her fingers moved to her clit, still swollen and sensitive from his lips. As Jerry pounded her deeply she fingered herself. It only took a moment to begin her orgasm; as her body convulsed in spasms of pleasure, Jerry drove harder into her. Suzie cried out. His cock filled her completely as her pussy tightened on its shaft.

  She knew that Jerry must be close to his orgasm. She kept the pressure on his cock, pulsing against him. He closed his eyes as he began to come and in one last thrust she felt the warm wetness of his seed spilling into her. He remained inside her for a moment as they kissed before rolling off and lying next to her on the bed. They were both breathing hard.

  Jerry started laughing. "Damn", he said, "We're definitely keeping that pole up."

  * * * * * * *

  Friday came around quickly and Suzie was pleased to be heading off. Jerry was away on a business trip, so she used his personal chauffeur, Louis, to drive her to the airport across the river in Shreveport. They engaged in light conversation along the way, and when they got to the airport he wished her a safe flight.

  To get to St Lucia, Suzie had to change flights in Dallas, staying overnight in Miami in order to head out fresh on the morning flight into Hewanorra Airport in the southern part of St Lucia. She took the opportunity for a long workout in the hotel gym before relaxing in the hot tub and turning in early.

  The second part of her journey was quick enough and she would be on the island by lunchtime. The flight from Miami was only just over three hours. Suzie had brought a book with her for the plane but she couldn't get into it. She kept thinking about herself and Jerry. She had been a virgin when they had started dating. Jerry was a perfect gentleman, respectful and kind. She had never regretted marrying him, although she sometimes wished that his work hours were shorter so they could spend more time together.

  Leaning back into her seat she couldn't help thinking about their last lovemaking session. She had become more sexually adventurous and confident the last year or so and Jerry always responded well even if he wasn't always particularly creative in the bedroom himself. Although she wouldn't have changed it, she wondered if she had missed out a little by marrying at such a young age.

  "Ladies and Gentlemen, the pilot has now turned the seatbelt sign on. Please make your way to your seat, as we prepare for landing."

  Looking out of the window at the island beneath her Suzie sighed. It was certainly beautiful, lush mountains running down to the white sand beaches. She was staying at a very nice spa hotel surrounded by tropical gardens. As she leaned back into her seat for the descent she thought that a deep, long massage would be just the thing to get her break off to a good start.

  "Welcome to the island paradise of Saint Lucia, on behalf of the pilot and myself, we'd like to wish you a wonderful stay here if you are visiting, if you are returning, welcome home." the woman spoke with a broad smile on her face.

  How did they get the energy to be walking up and down catering to the needs of the passengers and yet maintain a warm cheerful look on their face? Suzie couldn’t understand how they did it, but she admired the flight attendants. They always seemed to be so happy, like they never had a single bad day in their life.

  As Suzie stepped out of the plane, she was greeted by a warm tropical breeze. The air was fresh and she took a deep breath as her enjoying the scent of her new environment.

  She walked towards the front of the airport.

  "Can I help you ma'am?" said a voice from behind her.

  As she turned around, her eyes fell upon a strikingly handsome young man. He had had a lean athletic body that could be seen through the white polo shirt that he wore. His skin was a beautiful chocolate brown. Right then and there, Suzie found herself deeply attracted to this stranger.

  "Hi, I'm Luke" he said as he extending his hand to meet hers in a handshake.

  "I'm Suzie" she replied as their eyes lingered on each other for almost a minute.

  "I'm a taxi driver at the airport here, if you give me the name of where you staying I can take you there for the best price," he said. He had genuine smile on his face and she found herself warming up to him very quickly.

  "Ok, well I'm staying at the Allamanda Garden Lodge, near Choiseul, do you know it?

  "Sure, I know everywhere on this island," he laughed. "Follow me.”

  They had an interesting conversation on the drive to the hotel. Luke was an animated guide, pointing out any sights that they passed and sharing titbits of gossip about the island and its visitors. Suzie found herself charmed by enthusiasm and his rich island accent. She couldn't help briefly fantasizing about his perfectly toned body and what it might feel like next to her own skin.

  "And the bars here are amazing, you would enjoy some of our local cocktails," he said as he pulled up into the driveway of the hotel.

  "Well, I'm only here for a few days, but I would love to go out for a quiet drink one night. Where do you recommend?” she asked.

  "Paradise Found is definitely the best choice around here," said Luke. "It's just down the hill through the gardens at your hotel and along the beach to the left. Tell my friend Sam that I sent you down, and he will look after you. Hey, I might even see you in there.”

  "That would be nice, Luke," she said. "Maybe I will.”

  Luke lifted her luggage from his car and walked her into the lobby of the lodge. He bid her farewell as the attendant came over to greet her and check her into her apartment. She booked herself a massage and a facial for later in the afternoon and freshened up with a shower and change of clothes.

  Suzie took a stroll through the gardens before her appointment. What a magnificent site it was, so different to Louisiana. Situated on a hill looking over the forest and sea the tropical gardens were simply a delight. There was plenty of the golden Allamanda that the lodge took its name from, as well as colourful heliconia's, flowering ginger and hundreds of different orchids and bromeliads. Whoever had designed this garden had obviously let their green fingers run free.

  The spa treatments were well worth the money and left her feeling invigoriated.. There were many tour options on St Lucia and she indulged in a number of them, as well as taking a guided walk through part of the rainforest. A highlight for her was a lunch cruise that meandered up the coast to the magnificent twin peaks of the Pitons, St Lucia's most famous landmarks. The lodge was busy but not overcrowded and there were a number of solo guests who formed casual groups together for daytrips and meals.

  It had been a very fluid and relaxing holiday. Suzie had emailed Jerry a photograph of herself posing dramatically in front of a waterfall in her bikini and sarong, arms flung high. "Wish you were here!" she had written before telling him about the highlights of the holiday that he had planned for her and he had posted back "Grrrrr! Me too. Love J."

  Suzie felt a little disappointed. Jerry was obviously busy. Again. "Oh well," she sighed. She would be home in a couple of days, hopefully by then he would have a little more time for her.

  She had purposefully avoided walking down the beach near Paradise Found, the bar that Luke had told her about. She had tried not to think about him, about the pure lust that he had stirred inside her, but she would be lying to herself to deny that she had fantasized about him a number of times since they had met, picturing herself lying underneath him, feeling the heat from his body as he moved against her.

  For her last night she wanted to get out of the lodge, so she threw a floral cotton sundress over her yellow bikini, slipped on some comfy sandals and headed down the hill to the beach. The track was we
ll-worn down through the grounds and onto the beach. The early evening night air was still and the scent of the myriad of flowers was thick and heady.

  A few people were still milling around on the beach, she recognized a couple from the lodge and waved as she walked by. She could see the beach bar a couple of hundred metres away, it looked like a small cabana with a thatched roof and a few tables and chairs scattered outside. Reggae music emanated from within, increasing in volume as she made her way down the sand.

  Suzie felt relaxed and strangely in control, despite the fact that she knew that she was considering cheating on her husband if she had the opportunity. It was the intoxicating mix of everything; the island, the flowers, the music, all combining to draw her outside of her usual life and into Paradise Found.

  There was only a small group of customers in the bar. They had gathered around the bartender who appeared to be in the middle of regailing them with an anecdote. He threw his hands in the air as he delivered the punchline and they all burst out laughing. As he noticed her walking towards them he called out, "Ah, another beautiful woman. Come to Sam and let me arouse your interest with my large cocktail menu."

  Suzie couldn't help smiling despite the cheesy lines. There were dozens of elaborate concoctions on the drinks list, most of them she had never heard of.

  "Let me try your special," she told him.

  "They're all special honey," he replied. "How about you start with the Pink Ecstasy?"

  Suzie agreed and Sam set to work in an impressive display, grabbing bottles from here and there, flicking and pouring, a little pummelling and grinding and then a long dramatic pour of the results. He raised his eyebrows as he garnished the glass with a small tropical umbrella and Suzie laughed.

  "Wow, very impressive." She took a sip. "And delicious, I could drink these all night."

  "No way." Sam shook his head. "I am the bartender and my rule is that you cannot drink the same drink twice in a row. That's too boring. I am an artiste you know."