HOT AND KINKY PARADISE

HOT AND KINKY PARADISE

This story is dedicated to my good friend Erotical, whose stories inspired me. This isn’t my usual style and the content is more hard-core, so if you’re not into this, find another story. Once again, thanks to Erotical, who has broadened my outlook as regards stories. Please leave a comment once you’ve read this. It is so useful to know what people think.

I had never thought that I would experience sex like I had in Jamaica. It was sex at its hardest, and it was diverse. It was something that just happened as a result of a few drinks too many. Oh, and a couple of spliffs. I now look back upon that holiday with such fondness that I get an erection within seconds. I had just split with my girlfriend, who I’d been with for five years. I was twenty-seven at the time. I’d booked myself an all-inclusive package, in a complex of apartments, which had its own private beach, which was also used by more affluent people who hired beach homes.

It all began on my first morning there, when I was walking along the beach and noticed a pretty local girl. She had lustrous ebony skin that was glistening in the sun, and was wearing a skimpy orange and yellow bikini. Her breasts weren’t large, yet they were pert. She had wide hips and a small tummy that I thought was cute. I settled down about twenty yards from her and lay my beach towel down. After taking a swig of the drink I’d taken with me, I lay down and opened my book.

With the sun beating down upon me, I felt in need of a swim. Placing my book down I noticed that the girl was sitting up, rubbing sun oil onto her legs. I felt a stirring in my trunks and looked away. The last thing I needed was an erection. I quickly stood up and walked towards that turquoise water that looked so refreshing. After a quarter of an hour I felt that I had cooled down sufficiently, and made back for the shore. As I made my way, I saw the girl stand up and begin to walk towards me. I was mesmerised by her. When I was closer, I could see that she had beautiful full lips, and eyes that drew me in. Her long black hair had been tied back, allowing the majesty of her face to be seen, unobstructed. As she entered the water I noticed her bottom, which was prominent and firm looking. Pop stars pay a fortune for implants to obtain such a form, but this girl had been blessed by Mother Nature.

As I passed her, she smiled. I smiled back and continued back to my belongings, taking out a towel and drying myself, glancing back at the sea, where the girl was swimming around, totally carefree. Once dry, I lay down again and picked up my book.

Ten minutes later I looked up to see the girl approaching. I tried not to stare, but couldn’t take my eyes away from her. She looked across and smiled, wider this time. She gave me a surreptitious nod of her head. I returned the gesture, and to my utter amazement, she changed course and began walking towards me. My heart began to race.

“Hi,” she said, smiling. “You from the complex?”
“Yes. I got here last night.”
“Like it?”
“Yes. It’s nice. The food is excellent.”

She laughed. “Dat ain’t excellent! You wanna try some ‘real’ food. Hey – I’m Nicki.”
I held out my hand. “Tony.”
She shook my hand. “Good to meet ya, Tony. So, you wanna try some ‘real’ food?”
I wasn’t sure what to say. “Er, okay. That would be nice. Thanks.”
“Come on over.”

I followed Nicki over to her spot, whereupon she pulled out a bottle from a cool-box and handed it to me. She told me to drink from the bottle, which I did. “Wow,” I said, looking at the red colour. “What is this?”

“Rum and fruit,” Nicki said, smiling. “Like it?”
“Yeah. It’s tasty, but strong.”
“Hey, try this.” Nicki handed me a chicken leg. “You’re gonna love this. Ma special jerk.”

I took it from her and took a bite. Flavour exploded within my mouth. I’d tasted jerk chicken back home, but it had never been like this. It was fiery, yet there was still the subtle taste of the spices, which caressed my taste buds.

“This is amazing!”

Nicki leaned forward, grabbing a piece for herself. I tried to not look at her boobs, which were almost falling out of the skimpy top, but I failed. She simpered. “I think you like more than just the chicken.”

“Sorry,” I said, feeling embarrassed.
Nicki laughed out loud. “Hey – why you sorry? You’re a man, and men like boobs.”
“Er, yes.” I took another bite of the chicken, smiling at her as I chewed.

“Tell ya what,” Nicki said, taking a bite of her delicacy, “we’ll chill out ‘real’ good after we’ve had this. You up for chillin’?”

I had no idea what she had in mind, but I was on holiday, and I was there to chill. “Okay.”

Nicky asked me about my life back home, taking a genuine interest in my life. I felt so happy talking to her that I forgot all about my former girlfriend and the heartache she’d caused. Nicki had such a sweet smile. I then began to wonder if she had a boyfriend.

Nicki tossed the final chicken bone into a bag. “Mmmmmmm. Dat was good. Now, babe, we can chill, ‘real’ good.” She turned around, getting onto all fours and delved into a bag, although it wasn’t the bag I was looking at. Her bottom was so perfect looking, and the bulge of her vulva was pointing straight at me. I could see the contours of her outer lips, and the slit between.