The first day or two passed in a flurry of activities. Adrienne and Paul went horseback riding and even took part in a couple of excursions that went off the resort itself. They explored a couple of waterfalls and some caves and toured a plantation where they made rum. Adrienne was having a blast and she had noticed that one of the resort employees that were with them on their tours seemed to be paying a lot of attention to her. The way he looked at her made her tingly between her legs and she kept finding reasons to talk to him even when they were back at the hotel.
Every evening, Adrienne would ask her father’s best friend if they could go to the nightclub that was attached to the resort and each evening, Paul would tell her “no”.
They would go to the pool for a night time swim or they would go and watch one of the stage shows in the theater. Paul would have a drink or two and then after a while they would go back to their room. It wasn’t that Adrienne wasn’t having fun doing the kind of stuff they were but she wanted to dance and drink and have some fun. She was nineteen and was getting tired of being treated like a little girl.
Finally, after being there for about four days or so, Paul finally gave in and told her that they could go to the hotel nightclub. Adrienne looked younger than her nineteen years of age. She was small, short and slender and had waist length brown hair that was thick and wavy. She had large, grey eyes and just a handful of breasts. Her hips were nice and curvy as well. When she did her hair and makeup though it was easy for her to pass for someone several years older than she was. He told her that they could go and have a few drinks and enjoy the music.
Adrienne was excited. She hoped that that the guy she had been getting to know would be there that evening. Because she wanted to be ready if he was, she had dressed in a skimpy black dress and high heeled sandals. When Paul saw her standing in the doorway to the bathroom, he let out a low whistle. Adrienne blushed both because of the whistle and because of the long, heated stare Paul was giving her.
CHAPTER 3
The bar was packed by the time they arrived. She had no problem getting into the nightclub. In fact, the bouncer who was guarding the door didn’t even give her a second glance. Once they were inside, Paul headed for the bar and Adrienne took her place at a table that was close to the dance floor. She waited for him to return and when he did, she was surprised to see that he had a couple of beers in his hands.
He gave one to her and waited while she took a sip. Then, he grinned. “Don’t tell your mom that I was letting you drink on this trip. I figure, though, if we’re going to be in a bar, you might as well be able to have a drink and unwind a little.”
Adrienne smiled at him. Paul often seemed distant or uninterested in her and he often made her feel a little nervous. Ever since they had arrived in Jamaica, however, it had felt like she was seeing a different side of Paul. He had looked happier and had laughed and joked around more. Adrienne wasn’t sure if it was because they were away from her parents, especially her dad why he was now this relaxed around her.
She liked him but she thought that because of his close relationship with her dad he wasn’t letting her get close enough for her to really get to know him. Usually he was working hard and Adrienne was busy with her friends and with school so they didn’t really have the chance to hang out much since she has become of age. As a matter of fact, it seemed he had made a conscious effort to avoid her or at least see her less within the last year or so.
Adrienne drank her beer in large gulps while she listened to the music playing. Paul was drinking his drinks quickly as well and before long, he got up to get them another round or two. Now that he knew that Adrienne was enjoying her beer, he brought back several of them when he returned to the table. Adrienne could tell that he was beginning to feel the effects of his drinking. Truth be told, she was as well. Her head was beginning to feel a little fuzzy and moving around was difficult as the world seemed to be spinning more and more.
Paul looked at his best friend’s daughter. It was clear that she was beginning to get drunk. Her face was flushed and her eyes were sparkling. She was drinking her beer and he could see her throat bobbing up and down as she swallowed. He could see all of her curves on display in her sexy little black dress that she was wearing. As he watched her, she stumbled a little. She shook her head and tried to find her balance but it was clear that she was having a hard time doing so. He gently took the beer out of her hand and set it on the table.
“I think you’ve had enough, honey. It’s time for us to get back to the room.”
CHAPTER 4
The trip back to the room was interesting. Adrienne was weaving back and forth and at one point she stopped and took her shoes off. Once her high heels were off, the walk went much more quickly but it was clear that Adrienne was drunk. Paul wasn’t surprised. His best friend’s daughter never seemed like she drank much before and he had bought her a few drinks over the course of the evening. Before long, they were standing in front of the hotel room door. Paul leaned her against the wall and unlocked the door. Adrienne almost fell through the open doorway and Paul caught her before she could topple over.
His arms were wrapped around her and her body was pressed up against his. His face close to hers, he could smell the beer on her breath as well as the delicious smell of her perfume. Adrienne looked up at Paul, her chest heaving as she breathed in and out. He leaned down and without thinking about it, gently kissed her on the lips. Adrienne’s eyes widened and she stepped away from him. Paul helped her through the doorway and walked her over to the bed. Adrienne sat down on her bed and Paul sat beside her.
“You looked amazing tonight,” Paul said, looking down at his best friend’s daughter. “You were so beautiful and sexy. Do you have any idea how many guys were staring at you tonight at the club?”
He could see Adrienne’s eyes widen again. He leaned in again and kissed her, this time on the lips. He could feel her breath against his face as the kiss went on and on. Then, he felt her lips part and Adrienne’s tongue flicked against his lips. It was uncertain and soft and he felt his cock getting hard.
Adrienne sighed as the kiss with Paul deepened and became more passionate. She ran her hands up and down his chest loving the way his muscles felt underneath his clothing. As Adrienne stroked and caressed his body, Paul ran his hands over her body as well. She felt Paul sliding his hands around to her back and a moment later, the zipper on her dress was dropping and her dress fell away from her body. Paul groaned as he looked down at Adrienne’s body. She was almost completely naked. All that she had on under her dress was a small pair of lace and silk panties. They already looked wet and he could smell her arousal.
Paul pushed her back onto the bed and moved around so that he was between her knees. He pushed them apart and pressed his face up against Adrienne’s crotch. He could smell her cunt. It was clear from the smell of her that she was very aroused and that she needed him to touch her. He cupped his hands under her ass and pushed her hips up into the air, then slid her underwear down and off of her body. He could see her bare cunt in front of him. It looked like a virgin’s pussy.
Paul stood up for a moment and undid his pants. He let them fall to the floor and stepped out of them. His tight boxers followed a moment later freeing up his ample cock. Adrienne stared up at him and saw his cock jutting out from his body. She sat up so that her face was even with his crotch. Then, she opened her lips and took him in her mouth. He could feel the heat from her lips and her tongue. Adrienne started to lick the head of Paul’s dick while she moved her mouth back and forth. Paul moaned as he felt himself sliding in and out of her mouth. Adrienne ran her hands up and down his legs. She cupped his ass and then dragged her nails down his skin from his hips to his knees. It felt so amazing that it made his knees wobbled.
Paul pushed her back on the bed and then positioned himself so that his face was even with her crotch while her mouth could continue to suck him off. As she began to give him head again, he lowered his mouth and began to lick
her wet slit. At the first touch of his tongue, Paul felt Adrienne’s back arch and she let out a moan of pleasure.
“Oh God, Paul, that feels wonderful. I’ve never felt anything as amazing as that.”
She was talking around his cock so her words were garbled but Paul loved the way her mouth vibrated against his shaft as she talked. He began to fuck her mouth harder and faster while he explored her pussy with his mouth.
Before long, he heard Adrienne whimpering.
“Oh Paul, oh yes, keep licking my cunt just like that. Oh yeah, I’m going to cum!”
Suddenly Adrienne screamed out in passion and Paul’s mouth filled with Adrienne’s hot, salty juices. He lapped at her, cleaning every drop of her intimate juices off of her crotch.
Adrienne couldn’t believe how out-of-this-world she felt after cumming. Paul’s mouth was still moving on her cunt and his cock was still sliding in and out of her small mouth. She began to stroke it with her tiny hand while she sucked him and Paul sounded like he was getting more and more worked up. Suddenly, he moved and his cock slid out of her mouth. She moaned in disappointment but Paul shushed her.
“It’s okay, baby. I don’t want to cum in your mouth. I want to cum in your cunt.”
Adrienne felt the weight of Paul as he lowered himself onto her. His skin was soft and warm and it felt wonderful to be pinned down under his body. She felt him pushing her knees further apart and suddenly she felt his cockhead pushing at the entrance to her slit.
“Do you want me baby? Do you want me inside you?”
Adrienne nodded and Paul chuckled.
“I need to hear you say it, baby. I need you to tell me how much you want my cock.”
“Oh Paul, fuck me! I need you to fuck my tight wet cunt. Rip my virginity. Take it. It’s yours.”
Paul knew her pussy looked young and untouched but he definitely didn’t figure her to be a virgin. Maybe she was only just saying that in the heat of things, he thought. No way was he so lucky to be her first. As Adrienne continued to beg him, her words drove a fierce need into him that was raw and primal and Paul thrust his cock deep inside her. Adrienne cried out as he ripped through her inner barrier and filled her totally. Her cunt was hot and slick and tight. It was clear that he was the first man to fuck her pussy, his cock twitched so hard at the thought she could feel his cock jump whilst it was still lodged deep inside her.
It pained and she didn’t want him to move. She wanted him to just be still. But Paul withdrew himself and dragged her to the edge of the bed and opened her legs wide. Inside her pussy red.
CHAPTER 5
Paul positioned himself at her entrance. Adrienne’s face clenched tight to re-live the pain. Paul’s eyes rolled toward the ceiling. He slowly rolled his hips while bracing himself into her. She slid up against the white sheets trying to retreat from his large cock. Paul hauled her back to the edge of the bed. She felt a trickling flow of her juice gliding downward to her ass. Paul squeezed on her left thigh, braced forward, forcing himself into her real, real slow. His cock was large and he was feeding his cock into her center, half inch by half inch. She felt every brace he made forward as he re-entered her. Every movement. Every movement. Every molecule of his thick erection. He slowly rolled his hips again. Too much of his cock slipped into her at once. She slid back up against the tangled sheets.
She felt a warmth coming from the motions his cock made as it pried her virgin inner-walls open, bracing and rubbing against it. The warm sensation painted along the sides of her walls. His cock was slow and deliberate going into her, touching, waking, maddening every sensual nerve, every nerve that made up her vaginal-walls. Her vaginal walls thickened, swelled and aroused. Sensitive to every touch, every graze, every skim of movement inside her. Her walls a mass of pleasure, her heartbeat palpitating with a thud. He pulled out the head to the tip of her slit, her pussy contracted as he did. He sunk the head back in, pulled to the tip, waited, sunk it back in. He sunk it, sunk it slowly, his fingers gripped into her waist hard. His mouth fell open, testosterone coursing wildly through him. She cocked up her heels on the edge of the bed. He lifted both her legs in the air.
She felt the warmth emanating from the head of his cock in her sappy middle. She squeezed her own breast, chewed on her lips, thrashed her head left and right, left to right, moaned,
“Oh fuck, oh fuck.”
She gasped. Her mouth wide open, as she rocked her hips forward, kicked her legs out, it slipped out his arms. She rocked her hips back, then swayed forward. She repeated the motion. She did it again and again and again on his sweet cock, fucking only the head of his cock, fucking it, fucking it on a steady rhythmic hump, pulling back, bracing forward, pulling back, bracing forward. She braced hard. The friction flanking against both sides her walls, warmer than the temperature of the smooth cockhead between her pussy. Inside her getting warmer, hotter. She wrenched her face, fighting to withstand the rough friction of him sliding into her. She craved for the feel of having him pumping his erection in and out of her hard.
Paul stood still.
Froze.
She felt the thickness of his cock inside her move. It throbbed inside her, jumped, then relaxed. Paul braced forward, shoving a little more of his cock down. It throbbed again, jumped, pulsed, and the closeness of her over swollen walls wrapped him so tight that his cock couldn’t throb freely. Her inner-walls gripped it, restrained it from jumping as it pleased. Her inner-walls reacted, an aftershock, her pussy contracted, clasped, winked around his thick thrumming cock. She flustered, her face getting pink as her pussy creamed and spill over at the mouth of slit.
She felt her pussy opening wider for the broadest section of his cock, forcing her apart to enter her deep. She slammed an open palm on the bed. Her body shook; her thighs vibrated non-stop, tiny spasms rampant up and down in her shaking cunt. Her clit clenching, throbbing, swelling, clenching, clenching. The thrill of cumming torpedoed through and through her body, thrashing her senses. She couldn’t control her adrenaline, the release, the rush, the climax. She yelled,
“Oh fucking God No!”
Her voice pierced through the hotel room.
She tried to slam her legs together. Paul held them wide apart. He fucked her, fucked her with half his cock. She wanted to slam her legs shut, he held them firm. Her legs trembled trying to shut them together. She felt every pleasure nerve connecting, connecting with each other and about to explode in her. Her ass cheeks squeezed themselves together. She stiffened and lifted up her pelvis wildly off the sheets. Her whole body stiffened and stretched. Her toes clenched, curled tight.
“Oh God, Oh God Paul, Fuck me hard. Fuck my virgin pussy hard!”
His cock was lubricated, pumping in and out of her smoothly. Her face tensed, she slammed her eyes shut. Her mouth wanting to shout, scream, yell. The rush ripping through every muscle, every cranny, every nerve in her body, she couldn’t breathe. Her body went into a vicious wave of epileptic vibration. She gushed cum on his cock. Her juices running down the length of his cock to his balls. He pulled out, then shoved back the entire cock in. She opened up her voice and screamed,
"Ohh Christ. Get it outttt! It’s too big!"
CHAPTER 6
Paul did not take his cock back out despite Adrienne’s yell. He was too caught up, stopping now was crazy. It would be just a tease. That’s not what he wanted. He wanted to give Adrienne a night to remember in Jamaica, one she’ll never forget. He wanted to fuck Adrienne’s virgin cunt. And fuck her unforgettably.
He shoved himself further into her. Cramming his broad cock into her. It felt like someone was shoving their wrist down into her. It was definitely too big to fit inside her tight cunt. She slammed her hands into his chest hard and he stepped back slipping out of her. She drew the crumpled white sheet and cover her tummy.
Determined to give her one of the best fucks she’ll ever have, he positioned himself at her entrance again. She remembered the tanging burn she felt when he was entering her moments ago. Sh
e climbed backwards on the bed. He grabbed her waist, taking control of her. She lifted the sheet off her tummy, showing her belly skin and perfect navel. She palmed her left breast and squeezed.
"Suck my breasts Paul, please."
Paul sipped her nipple into his mouth. She shook.
“Use your teeth on it Paul, use your teeth.”
Paul left the tip of his cock positioned right at her hole. He let go of his cock and dragged the edge of his teeth over the flat head of her puffy nipple. He dragged it over and over, licked it, sipped it in, nibbled on it, swallowed it and swallowed half her breast into the back of his mouth. He braced his long cock forward with no hands holding it. She gasped loud as more than the head popped in with one go. She hauled her ass up the bed. Paul started to pump his waistline slow, pushing himself in and out of her, still eating up her breast, fucking her steady.
“Harder Paul.”
Paul stopped stroking, stopped sucking her breast, straightened up and looked at her with his mouth open, then smiled. He slowly increased the length of cock that he fed into her, fucked her. In and out, fucking her sweet. His cock felt a part of her vaginal walls extra swollen, a smooth lump. Her back arched off the bed as his cock rubbed by it. He loved her reaction. He paid attention making sure he hit that spot with every stroke. Her heartbeat palpitated at a speed that caused her to notice her heart was racing. Hot blood writhed through Adrienne’s body, flooding into her clit. Her clit engorged, swollen and pink. Paul continued to skillfully hit her sweet spot. His big sweet cock slamming at the spot over and over again. His forehead began to sweat.
"Keep sucking my breast."
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