Island in the Sun

The stars shine bright, with all their might, deep in the heart of Texas! You would be forgiven for thinking that the writer had a beautiful lady in mind when writing these words to the famous song. Many a times has my breath been taken away by a woman whose only adhering quality was her eyes. 

This was the case with my first girlfriend. Her eyes sparkled like a polished diamond. Medium sized and inviting. Brown, the color of hazel with a sparkle that suggested if the mood took her, she would fuck you all night so that you could barely walk the next day. 

Often when you fall in love with a person who has only one enduring quality, you become pleasantly surprised when you find other qualities about her that are just as enduring.  

This reminds me of my next story. Once again we are in the islands of pleasure known as the Carribean where my advise to all is: Be careful what you get yourself into, you may get more then what you bargained for!

As he lay in his bed with the cool breeze of a Colorado winter night blowing through the window Edwen Sheenan turned and looked at his beautiful wife as she looked lovingly at him.

“How long have you been staring at me with those gorgeous eyes?” asked Edwen.
“Long enough,” was Catherene’s husky reply. Her voice was naturally husky, but now more so, seeing as though she screamed with pleasure the whole evening as Edwen licked her cunt and fingered her like he never had before.
“You have that naughty look in your eyes Espinoza,” said Edwen calling her by her maiden name.
“That’s because I have one thing on my mind. The same thing that you have,” said Catherene.
“MMM…I wonder what that would be,” said Edwen leaning in to kiss his wife passionately.
Before he could kiss her she placed her index finger on his lip as if to indicate that he should desist for the time being, she took his hand and guided it around her body towards her perfect ass. Resting his hand there Catherene shifted Edwen’s Colorado Rapids old playing shirt. He knew what she wanted and moved his hands around her ass towards her pussy. He started to trace the outline of it when Catherene whispered in his ear:
“Do you want some of that?”
He nodded in reply but instead of pushing his hand further towards it, Catherene got up and instructed Edwen not to move.

This evasiveness was not new and frustrated Edwin a bit. He remembered a time when Catherene was right as rain and was a literal fucking machine. All he had to do was push the right buttons and she would be all over him. Age played a big role in this. There was almost a five year age gap between the pair. Edwin liked them young, youth brought adventure to the table and with adventure inhibitions ceased to exist.

He could remember the first time he saw her. The Honduran swim team was training at the Colorado high performance center for the up coming 2004 Olympic trials. The team had obviously taken a break from training and came down to  watch the Rapids train. From the moment they made eye contact  she took his breath away, hazel eyes framed by a luscious olive skin and inviting lips with a slight pout. Her face was elegantly framed by Chestnut brown hair that fell to just below her shoulders. She was wearing her Honduran tracksuit with a top that was low cut and showed just enough of her cleavage to make Edwin forget that he was at training. Suddenly a ball hit him on the head, embarrassed he looked in Catherene's direction hoping that she didn’t take notice. Although she tried, she could hold back the playful giggle, instead of getting uptight Edwin returned her smile with one of his own.

Later that evening the Rapids met at The Bear Claw for their usual once a week drinking session. After a few chasers Edwin noticed the appearance of the Honduran swim team approaching their table. The group exchanged pleasantries and continued mingling. Catherene placed herself next to Edwen and had only one thing on her mind. As the music got louder she leaned into him and asked if he like to go for a walk. The walk was largely uneventful however Edwen was pleased to find out that although Catherene swam for Honduras she was based in Colorado and studied at the Denver campus of the University of Colorado. They exchanged numbers and Catherene lent in and kissed Edwen on the head.
“And what was that for?”asked Edwen.
“I thought Id kiss it better, the spot where you got hit on the head,” replied Catherene.

The Rapids won the MLS that year and Honduras had a satisfactory Olympic campaign by their standards. Edwen was voted most valuable player while Catherene made it to the final of the hundred meter breaststroke. They were happily in love and life was good. At the end of that year the couple booked a holiday in St Kitts and were booked into the Sugar Bay Club hotel. Edwen would always remember this holiday because of the events of the first day.

The flight from Denver to Basseterre was pleasurable because it was short. Catherene was wearing a short denim skirt with a checkered top covered by a shortsleeve denim jacket. She was wearing the cowgirl boots she loved so much with an eight gallon cowboy hat of matching colour. It took a lot of resolve for Edwen to resist pleasuring her on the plane, but seeing as though they had never had sex with each other he had no idea how to approach the topic. When they arrived at the hotel they collected the keys to their room and made their way across the rolling lawns. As they were walking Catherene whispered into Edwens ear that when they get into the room he must do exactly what she said with no arguments.

They entered the room, paid the porter and Catherene locked the door, she turned and kissed Edwen slowly, rolling her tongue over his. After pushing away she told him to sit on the bed, he did so and she started to give Edwen the best strip show of his life. Under her cowgirl ensemble was a picture of beauty. Her black corset styled underwear framed her body perfectly. There were no straps on the shoulders which meant that kissing and nibbling them was encouraged. It was tight around the breasts which pushed her C cup breasts perfectly together. The top of the corset sat just over her nipples, but when aroused they would peep out. It followed her hour glass figure which drew attention to her hips.  He looked further down and realised that all through the flight she didn’t have any underwear on.
She undid the zip of his jeans, took his hard cock firmly in her hand and gave him the slowest best blowjob he had ever had. As he was about to cum she nibbled the nob of his cock gently which send hard electric pulses down Edwen’s loins. Catherene then took off her corset and rode Edwen harder, and harder, and harder. Loving the sight of her tits bouncing up and down Edwen started to build up to another orgasm, Catherene lent over and Edwen started to nibble her nipples as she continued to ride him. After thundering to an orgasm Catherne knelt on the bed and Edwen started to kiss her legs starting from just above her boots. As he got to her ass he licked her wet pussy flicking his tongue hard over her clit. He then put his dick in her and started to ride her. She was yelping like a injured fox as Edwen slapped her ass to encourage her to scream louder.
“Pull on my hair baby,” she begged him
He gently took a handful and began to thrust her harder.
“Oooooooo yes harder!” she commanded.
He thrusted harder.
“Harder!”She screamed.
He went harder.
She could feel that his cock was starting to swell and she knew that one final moan would send him over the edge.
“Awwww yes baby! YES! NEVER STOP FUCKING ME! NEVER STOP FUCKING ME! NEVER STOP FUCKING ME!” she continued to scream as Edwen fucked her like she had never been fucked before.

As the couple lay in bed holding each other they both knew that they were made for each other, that the perfect moment that they just shared would be the first of many. Edwen had an idea that Catherene was the one for him back when they were dating in Colorado. He had already bought a tanzenite ring and planned to propose to her on this holiday, at the perfect moment.

This moment would be the next day as the couple took a sundown visit of Brimstone Hill Fortress on the western side of the island. They were one of the only people on the tour and the only couple that opted to camp overnight near the fortress. Later that night, Catherene was standing on the ramparts of the fortress looking out onto the sea. Edwen came up behind her and held her torso closer to him.
“Beautiful isn't it,” she said.
“Not as beautiful as you angel,” was his reply as he kissed her cheek. She turned around and wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him longingly.
“I have a question to ask,” Edwen said.
“Go ahead,” she replied.
“What are you going to be doing for the next 50 years of your life?”
“I don’t know Edwen,” Catherene said with a teenage giggle, “I have thought about that.”
“I was wondering then, if you didn’t mind so much, if you would be my wife,” said Edwen. He took out the ring and Catherene burst into tears.
“Yes my love,” was her reply.

Later that night they took a stroll around the inner courtyard of the fortress. Although it was disused, it was maintained as if it still housed the governor of the island. The most beautiful fountain ever seen was the main feature of the area in front of the fortress.
When Edwen and Catherene got to the fountain he turned into her and gave her the most passionate kiss she had ever received. In the throws of passion she haden't realised that Edwen had slipped the gown off her shoulders and was gently kissing the nape of her neck, nibbling it every so often. A lasting memory that Edwen would always have would be the sight of her pussy dripping with cum as he bit the nape of her neck where it joined the shoulder. He relished in her gasping for breath as he explained how he wanted to spend the rest of the night licking, nibbling, and riding her hard clitoris.

The sensation gave her goosebumps and the felling of his hard cock pressing against her leg made her temperature rise considerably. She slid her hand into his pants and took his cock firmly into her hand and stroked it lovingly. They kissed again and as their kissing got more passionate she caressed his cock quicker and quicker. Just as he was about to climax she knelt down and put his cock in her mouth and started giving him a blowjob. Every so often she would release his cock to suck his balls giving him a teabag.

When she got up he kissed her, and then put her on the floor ready to give her the ride of her life.
“Be gentle Edwen.”
“There is no time for being gentle my sweet,” he replied.
But she always got her way, He entered her and started to tide her slowly, savoring every moment, every moan and harsh breath, every look of pleasure on her face, the sweat running down her skin, her tits bouncing up and down as he thrusted her. He lent in to kiss them and suck them. He took the liberty of gently nibbling them as he went harder, this drove Catherene insane with pleasure. Their nerve endings were set alight and he lent in further and kissed her. She rolled him over and sat on his cock, riding him. He closed his eyes and imagined that there could be no more perfect moment then this. She scratched his chest lightly with her well manicured nails, as he spanked her ass to go harder, she increased her pace and dug her nails hard into his chest.
“Ride me harder, ride me harder Catherene. Let yourself go,” he beckoned her.
Losing all control and self awareness, she threw her head back and worked her ass back and forth like it was never worked before. As they came they lay side by side in on the grass.
“Are we finished yet me sweet?”asked Edwen.
“Not yet my prince, not yet,” was her reply. She then lent in and whispered in his ear and told him to take her from behind and fuck her ass.

Another cold breeze through the open window brought him back to reality. Although these events were only a year and a child away, it felt like a lifetime. Just then Catherene walked to the bed, took off her silk gown to reveal the black corset underwear she had worn in St Kitts. She put on her boots, her hat and lent into Edwen.
“You know what we haven't done in a while my prince?”asked Catherene.
“Whats that angel?’ Edwen asked.
“Fuck,” was he reply as she kissed Edwen longingly.

Regards
Wayne A Knight