Joan put on the bathing suit laid out by Rick, which barely covered even the most intimate parts of her body. She had no clue what was in store for her today; Rick was in complete control as she had given herself to him completely. She knew he would not disappoint her. Her mind and body were ready for anything and everything.
Rick spun Joan around, a big smile came across his face as he said, "You look so fucking hot, you can ware the bathing suit to breakfast and then loose it at the beach, you will not need a towel or pocket book. I am sure you will attract your desired attention and plenty of free drinks. Hell I can see your pubie hair peeking out around the small patch of cloth covering your excited cunt. You are one hot babe looking to be taken. I will turn you into a fucking whore before you leave our resort, remenber you have given yourself to me, to do with as I please to live out your wildest sexual fantasys."
Rick took Joan's arm, and they were out the door. Several guests passed as they walked to breakfast, all smiling approvingly at Joan's attire. At one point, they ran into one of Rick's supervisors. Joan was worried, but Rick was not, as ensuring guests enjoyed their stay at the resort was his job. Rick introduced his supervisor to Joan. He was very friendly. The supervisor asked Joan if she was enjoying her stay. Joan replied, "Yes, I am having a wonderful time, thanks to Rick. He has been invaluable to me, I know he will make my stay at your resort exciting and enjoyable. Rick has plans for me today; I can't wait to discover what he has in store. As your brochure says, there is always fun in the sun at your resort."
When they arrived at the breakfast venue, the matradi stared at Joan, saying, "I love your outfit. Normally, it would not be appropriate for our venue, but I will make an exception for you. Everyone will enjoy having someone to talk about as they plan their day. You definitely will create some exciting conversation among the guests." Rick told Joan he would return to escort her to the beach in about an hour. The matradi showed Joan to a table, in full view of everyone at the breakfast venue.
Joan felt like a naked woman on display for all to see. Several guests stopped by her table as they left, commenting on her attire and wishing her a great day. One gentleman even pulled up a chair and sat down at her table. He commented, "You are one hot-looking woman. Are you searching for someone to spend the day with? I would enjoy showing you around the resort." Joan felt his hand carressing her theigh, she did not pull her leg away or ask him to stop, instead she parted her legs, giving him access to slide his hand into her warm wet pussy.
Joan smiled at the stranger, "You take matters into your own hands, and maybe another day we can spend some time together, but I already have plans for today." The gentleman removed his hand from her wet cunt, brought it to his face as he first smelled then licked his sticky fingers covered in her juices. Joan knew everyone was watching her get fingered in her hot cunt, which excited her even more.
He responded, "I understand. Let's try to get together later in the week. I can give you the pleasure you are looking for and much more. I know you will take care of my needs as well." Joan nodded her approval as the gentleman got up from the table, a tremendous hard-on showing through his bathing suit.
As Joan sat at the table with her breakfast, a glow of erotic lust ran through her body, and she was hardly able to finish her meal when a familiar fragrance filled her nostrils. Ricks' hands first touched, then caressed her bare neck and back. "Are we ready to head down to the beach? I have something very special I want you to experience, an experience you will not soon forget." Joan pushed back from the table, and stood up, her soaked brief suit, pulling into her cunt lips, exposed her horny cunt to all the diner's. She felt their eyes on her as she left the venue with Rick's arm wrapped around her, his hand resting on her naked ass.
As they walked to the beach, Joan attracted attention from all who passed. Rick asked if she enjoyed her breakfast. Joan told Rick about all that had taken place while she tried to consume her breakfast, and the attention she drew from the other diners, causing erotic lust to fill her mind and body, and yes, she was more than ready for his big surprise.
They arrived at the white sandy beach; Rick had already prepared a spot with a lounge chair and an umbrella, and it was close to the Tiki bar. Rick waved his hand, and a handsome gentleman came over to take her drink order and asked if she needed anything else. Joan's eyes traveled down his exquisite body, taking it all in. They only wore tight spandex bathing suits for a uniform here on the beach. Every part of his body was visible. Joan spoke, "I think this will be fine for now, but please keep the margaritas coming."
He replied, "I will, ma'am. Just ask for Jake, and I will be at your service. We are doing some work on the Tiki hut, so you may hear or see some men working; I don't think it will bother your day at the beach." Joan watched Jake with lust-filled eyes as he walked away to get her a drink.
Rick kneeled, his jewels showing through his uniform, and spoke. "Joan, I know you will enjoy your day at the beach. If the day does not meet your expectations, please press this pager, and I will come and rectify the situation. Enjoy, my dear. I will see you later to take you back to your room." He leaned over and passionately kissed Joan, deep on her lips.
Jake returned with a tall margarita and put it on a round table beside her. "Is there anything else you need right now, my lady?" Joan told him she was fine for now.
There was a nice breeze blowing in from the ocean, her nipples hard and straining to be released to the warm, caressing air. Joan pulled off her small top. God, that felt good as she first caressed her breasts and then her heated pussey. I wonder what the natives are working on at the Tiki hut. I need another drink, maybe I should go over and check them out.
Joan walked over to the Tiki hut and ordered another drink from Jake, as she stood by the bar with just her thin small patch of cloth covering her wet cunt and nothing on her perky breasts, four workers came from the rear of the building, all sweaty and waring tight shorts and sleeveless dirty tee shirts. They surrounded her, the fragrance from their sweaty bodies permeating the air as they made crude and suggestive comments towards Joan. "This hot blond milf needs to be taken to the back and shown what Jamaca workers do best.
Joan picked up her drink and turned toward her beach chair, trying to push her way through the sweaty workers, but was surrounded by the black workers. "We will take you out back and show you what we are working on. You are just what we need to take care of any problems we are experiencing. You will come with us and do what's needed, you look like a slutty bitch that needs to be taught a lesson on how to treat the natives here on the island.
Joan did not forcefully resist, letting the workers take control and take her to the rear of the bar where they had been working. Their calloused hands were all over her soft skin, caressing her body as if they owned her. One worker grabbed the string holding her bikini on, and ripped it off her body, he inhaled the fragrance from her wet cunt soaked into the fabric, they then passed it around, all taking a strong whiff of her heated horny cunt, which turned the men into a heated frenzie as they dropped their dirty shorts to the wet cement floor.
Joan decided she would ramp up the heated lust brewing in these sweaty black workers bent on having their way with her, no matter how much she resisted. Joan spoke, "I don't think you black bastards have the confidence to fuck a hot blond bitch. Yes you have huge cocks but they have not seen the insides of my blond cunt. You four horny workers do not have the balls to fuck an unwilling bitch. What if I scream for help? What are you going to do then? The four of you fucking me, I don't think so. You guys are all talk and no action. Hell your cocks are not even swollen big enough fill my fuck holes. I have seen more enormous cocks on white dudes."
And as Joan's words ended, she was grabbed and forced to her knees as they yelled out, "Suck are cocks hard bitch and lick are ass holes. You have no idea what we have in store for an unwilling bitch. Keep sucking slut, maybe we will give you some golden piss to wash the taste of our dirty cocks down your throat. You deserve a good piss bath." All four men stood in a circle surrounding Joan, cocks swinging in the breeze as each man grabbed her head and forced their enormous cocks into her mouth, fucking her face hard and deep.
As they fucked her face, Joan grabbed their sweaty asses and found their tight openings, forcing her fingers deep inside their asses. Her spit and their precum ran from her lips and down her chin, falling on her hard nipple-tingling breasts glistening in the sun.
When she had finished sucking each cock rock hard, they grabbed her slippery body, lifting it high in the air as they took her to the beach and dropped her down onto the sandy beach, in front of all the naked beach goers. They rolled Joan over and raised her onto her knees. The four men where entirely out of control as they fucked Joan's ass, cunt and mouth all at the same time, while the forth worker pissed on hair and body. The four black studs fucked her brutally, taking turns in each of her fucked openings, for over an hour in front of all the beach goers.
People gather up close, watching this white bitch get fucked as she screamed in extreme orgasms as cum and piss splattered on her body. Joan had never been fucked like this in her life, the orgasms just kept on coming, shooting piss and cum from her cunt. Everyone watching was cheering and yelling, fuck this blond bitch until she passes out, and then fuck her some more. You know what they were thinking, they wanted to be the one getting fucked, or doing the fucking.
Joan finally passed out from the multiple orgasms wracking her body. Joan came back to reality, with the sun setting her body covered in piss, cum and sweat. Everyone was gone. She crawled to her feet and staggered to the lounge chair, the pager still on the table. She fell into the chair, struggling to reach the pager, and pushed the red button, hoping Rick would come and help her to the room.
In no time at all, Rick appeared on the beach. He looked down on Joan, covered in cum and piss, with a huge smile across her drooling lips. Rick did not have to ask her if she had a good day; it was evident. Rick lifted Joan to her feet, putting her arm over his shoulder as he helped her walk the path to her room. Rick swung the door open and helped her into the room, closing the door behind them, as Joan, her body oozing cum and piss, collapsed on the bed.
Rick asked, "Did you get what you wanted this afternoon Joan, you look and smell like a women who was taken and fucked by a bunch of natives and left on the beach for all to see. You were taken, and brutally fucked by black strangers who had their way with you, and yet did not protest. Am I right?" Joan just nodded and padded the bed, signaling him to lay down beside his fucked women.
And so Rick did, pulling her fucked body in tight to his, tomorrow she will tell him all about her day at the beach.
