After the exertions of the afternoon I decided to shower and dress for dinner, the cool water felt wonderful on my skin, I played the showerhead against my tortured pussy lips and that felt wonderful. I dried myself and put on white cotton panties, not the sexiest of my collection but they felt wonderfully cool. Simon walked out of the bathroom at this point and asked me if I would do something for him while we were on our honeymoon and be naked for him whenever we were at the villa. I pointed out that there were rather a lot of people around, there were six members of staff that I had seen so far. Simon told me that he appreciated that but that everyone would love to see me in the nude, as I was so gorgeous and that it would mean that we could make love at any time we wanted to. I pointed out that that wasn’t a selling point to me, and that the number of people that had watched me open my present earlier worried me. Simon smiled and said that he didn’t think it looked like I had minded at the time. “OK! I’ll traipse around the house in the nude if that’s what you would like me to do!”

We had dinner by the pool, the electric lighting had been turned off and six open flame oil lamps had been mounted on top of thick bamboo poles placed around the outside of the table. They created a brilliant lighting effect around the table, very low and intimate, I thought that this was going to be the most romantic meal I had ever had. When Simon joined me he had three of the men with him that had watched me enjoy my present in the afternoon. They were all naked, all four men were flaccid but all looked around the same size in the area that mattered most. All four men were charming, and most attentive to me, the Barbarians actually took turns in serving the food and even though there were three more people than I would have expected to be involved in a romantic meal, that’s just what it turned out to be. Simon watched proudly as the three black men each took turns in flirting with me. After the meal was over Le-Roy put a classical music CD and asked me to dance with him, the tune was a basic waltz but even that was beyond my dance capabilities. Le-Roy persisted and almost carried me to the open space left after the table had been cleared away, Le-Roy was explaining the basic steps to me and we managed to actually dance a few steps before that track ended. I thanked Le-Roy and started to walk back towards Simon, Matt stopped me and returned me to the pool of light,. The tune that was playing wasn’t in the same time as the waltz but that didn’t matter, Matt and I just danced slowly together, what my mother used to call the shuffle dance. Dancing closely with a relative stranger is somewhat exciting but add to that heady mixture that we were both naked too and the force was quite explosive. As we circled and pirouetted, together Matt’s flaccid cock was rubbing against my thigh, each time he pressed it against me it grew a little and a few times when we altered position it rubbed across my abdomen, leaving a faint trail of his precum behind. By the end of that dance Matt was fully erect and I was quite hot too. John was the third black guy left, he was standing by one of the oil lamps, I didn’t follow Matt to the seating as I expected that John would only tow me back again. The tune was a more complex waltz but I could follow the timing and John and I danced a reasonable waltz to the end of the tune. I held my hand out to Simon, inviting him to join me in the next dance but he declined my offer. Le-Roy jumped up though and we dances a shuffle to a very old piece of music that I could remember from some point in my past. Almost as soon as Le-Roy’s cock touched my thigh it was full of blood, I could feel the heat inside of it. As we danced I let a hand slip from Le-Roy’s waste and he turned slightly so that his cock was touching my fingers. I lowered my head to his shoulder and my blond hair cascaded over his shoulder and down his back, my fingers closed on his manhood almost as a reflex action. Le-Roy took this act on my part as a bit of a green light and his hand wandered down to my naked bottom. He squeezed and patted my bum as we danced, I was still cradling his heavy manhood in my fingers. The music was nearing it’s close and Le-Roy pulled his hips back slightly removing his cock from my gentle grasp and when he pressed forward again his cock was lined up with my pussy. It nuzzled in between my thighs and this brought my hear off of his shoulder in surprise. As the tune ended Le-Roy kissed me, his cock shaft was pressing along the length of my opening but he made no attempt to insert it in me. I looked toward Simon, I was expecting him to be on his feet, walking over to stop Le-Roy in his tracks, but he sat smiling towards me, and as the music ended Simon clapped vigorously. I danced for almost two hours alternating between the three Black men, Simon watched intently but never once attempted to dance with me. As the time went on each of my dance partners got a little more forward and a little more explicit with me. It was almost eleven pm and Simon called an end to the dancing, “Time for bed I think!” He said. I thanked all the guys for the dance and giving me a wonderful time, each kissed me on the hand and went through to the main sitting room. I danced my way to the side of Simon’s chair, he was still sitting down and he reached out to me, he pulled me on to his lap and his fingers searched out my pussy. His finger slipped inside me with no resistance at all, “you feel very excited darling” he said, and he asked me which of his friends had excited me the most, I admitted that Le-Roy had probably been most responsible for my current excitement. Simon and I walked through the living room, the three dancers were all drinking brandy from huge balloon glasses, Simon patted Le-Roy on the shoulder and we walked on to the bedroom. There was no preparation needed, we were both nude, all that was needed was a pee and on to bed. I flushed the toilet and walked back into the bedroom Simon and Le-Roy were waiting for me, the bedding had all been removed leaving only a bottom sheet.

My heart was pounding so much that I thought I was about to have a heart attack, I was extremely aroused from all the dancing and attention and now I had two very well endowed men waiting in my bed for me. Simon invited me to lay him and Le-Roy, he turned me to face him so that I was on my side with Le-Roy behind me. Le-Roy pushed the fingers of one hand between my thighs and lifted one of my legs in to the air, Simon was kissing me deeply, lots of tongue, and I felt his manhood reach out to my vaginal flower. Le-Roy was kissing the back of me neck and along my shoulder while Simon kissed me on my lips. Simon was fucking me, he wasn’t particularly trying to satisfy me, there was little force or speed, it was like my vagina was being used by Simon to masturbate himself. There was little of the passion, or fervour that I had come to expect from Simon in our short sexual relationship. I felt him flood my womb as he climaxed, depositing his seed deep inside of me. Simon held himself inside me and reached for a condom packed from the bedside table, he passed this to Le-Roy and I could hear as Le-Roy rolled the rubber down his shaft. The bed bounced slightly as Le-Roy shuffled closer to my back, I felt his cock pressing between my thighs and then it found it’s mark, Simon was still blocking my entrance and as Le-Roy’s cock pressed against Simons cock Simons relinquished ‘pole position’ and Le-Roy slid inside of me. Because of the size of Le-Roy’s cock and it’s rubber casing as he slowly pushed his cock deep inside of me it felt like a pump, he was driving Simons seed deeper into my womb with every push. I built up to a slow climax as Le-Roy was fucking me so slowly and so gently but when it finally arrived it shook my whole being. My leg muscles were in spasm and I was jerking uncontrollably. Le-Roy held me tightly around my waist and he turned on to his back while I was still impaled on his love shaft. I was now laying on top of him with my back to him, Simon moved so that he could see my pussy grasping hold tightly of Le-Roy’s cock shaft. Simon leaned forward and started to lick at my clitoris, Le-Roy put his hands under my armpits and lifted my weight off of him. Then holding me slightly suspended he started to fuck up into my pussy with extreme speed and force, that coupled with Simons ministrations on my clit, totally blew my mind, I lapsed into unconsciousness.

I woke up, alone, it was three o’clock in the morning and I had quite a hunger pang. I padded through the villa searching for Simon or a snack or both, I opened a box on the coffee table in the living room, expecting it to contain chocolates. The box had about a hundred condoms in it, I thought that that was funny, condom boxes are usually colourful, they need to be inviting to the potential purchaser. These though were plain without even a manufacturers name on the condom packet even, I found a slip of paper inside, this warned that the condoms were for people with an allergy to the spermicide usually used in condoms. The waning stated that the condoms were only protection from STD’s and they could make no claim to actually prevent pregnancy. I eventually found the doorway into the staff annex and reasoned that the food at least would be in that area. I walked along a corridor and passed an open doorway where the room was fully lit, I peeked in the room and saw a very large screen TV. A young man sat watching the TV monitor, the back of his shirt emblazoned with ‘BRIDGETOWN SECURITY SERVICES’ The oversized TV had six simultaneous views of the house and grounds, this view altered periodically. I watched silently for a short time and I saw the poolside on one of the small sections of the main screen, it was in total darkness apart from the underwater lighting, creating a beautiful green glow all over the terrace. In the centre of the image was the sun longer where I had my welcome present earlier that day. I cleared my throat and the young man almost leaped out of his skin; he turned toward me and said. “Good evening madam, is there anything that I can do for you? Would you like me to get the housekeeper for you?” I shook my head and walked into the room, behind the door there was a huge electronics panel with a seventeen-inch flat screen computer monitor and built in keyboard, there were many other controls on the console too. I asked the guard what the large panel was for, he explained that all the TV cameras in the house and grounds had individual computer hard disks, they were large enough to hold fifty hours of filming before they automatically placed the newest picture over the oldest. He was very proud that this system was the most advanced security system in the whole Caribbean. There was even an extra level of storage that took one picture in twenty-five of the old video just before it was erased and held that as individual single pictures that would last over a year before needing to be overwritten. I asked if the film could be watched at the same time as the new pictures were being recorded, and he nodded his head. I asked him to put the poolside recording on the monitor and asked if he could show me around three pm at the poolside. The image was playing within seconds, there was a bar at the bottom of the screen with a table of numbers, I recognised the time and date, there was a number that was like a running total, increasing at about a hundred each four seconds. There was a number one in the bottom left hand corner that occasionally jumped to two or three, I asked what that number was, and it was the number of times a frame had been accessed. I asked him to fast-forward the video and he did, I ran on the screen at sixty miles an hour and leaped onto the sun longer. I asked him to start normal speed and there I was in my new black string bikini. The number in the bottom left hand corner was now around the twenty to thirty showing that this section of the film had been viewed far more than the rest. I noticed Simon approaching with his group of friends all naked as they were when I woke up, and the viewer counter was now at one hundred, the guard pressed pause as Simon reached my side. “I don’t think it would be correct for me to watch this with you” the guard said. I looked over the console and noticed a slot that was standard video sized, I asked if the picture could be loaded down onto a standard videotape and he just nodded his head. I put my hands on my hips and said, “Well!” So he took a new blank cassette from his cupboard and popped it in the recorder, he set the controls to record in single play mode and I noticed a new item on the bottom bar it had a capital R and a new number. I was expecting to see a one in the box but there was the number fifteen instead, as the mechanism took hold of the tape the number tripped over to sixteen. The guard turned off the monitor screen and asked me if I would like a coffee or anything, I asked for directions to the kitchen and made my way there. I made two simple sandwiches and two coffees, collected the milk and sugar and returned to the security office. I had been gone about fifteen minutes, I handed the guard the tray and he handed me the tape. I asked how long there was recorded on the tape and he told me there was three hours. I looked puzzled and he told me the computer worked at electronic speed rather than viewing speed so the recording only took one tenth of the time. I put the milk and sugar into my cup and took that, the sandwich and the tape and wandered back to the living room.

In the living room there was a complete entertainment system, which Le-Roy had used to play the dance music earlier, there was a video player but I couldn’t see a TV. I popped the tape into the player and pressed the play button, I almost jumped out of my skin as a projector screen lowered its self from the ceiling. There was some sort of projector in the middle of the room that had lowered down from the ceiling too. As soon as the screen stopped moving the projector burst into a full colour picture about eight feet high and twelve feet wide the bar was still part of the image and the R number started to count up too, it stopped at twenty. The view on the screen was covering almost all the poolside and I was just a small part of the picture, Simon walked to my side and he shook me gently on my shoulder but I was too deeply asleep to respond to him. Then he slid his hand under my back and when he pulled it out again my bikini top was open, he pulled that off and the camera started to zoom in to me. As my breasts came into view they filled the whole screen, the camera backed off a little in time to show the moment that Simon untied the strings at the side of my panties and uncovered my bushy mound to his friends. He carefully opened my thighs and opened my outer lips to show everyone deep inside my body, I couldn’t hear anything that was being said of course but there seemed to be a lot of whispered banter flowing back and forth. Simon started to masturbate himself while one of his friends inserted a finger into my pussy slowly, the camera zoomed in on the finger and my vagina filled the screen, my pussy, was a bright red gash that was eight feet tall and five feet wide. The finger was suddenly missing and the R number went to thirty, just then a cock, which looked like a small car on the screen popped into view. I could see that Simon was still masturbating himself and as his sperm started to flood out of him he leaned forward and pressed his cock against my opening and filled my pussy while I slept. The screen suddenly went blank and started to retract into the ceiling, Simon was standing there with the remote control in his hand. He was dressed in a very smart suit and brushed off my request for him to tell me where he had been and why he had left me alone on the first night of our honeymoon. He led me back to our bedroom and told me to finish the drink I had taken to bed with me after our dancing session. I had only drank about an inch out of the tall glass of fruit punch cocktail before getting into bed, leaving five inches in the glass, I swallowed it all down at Simons insistence, leaving only a drop in the bottom. Simon took the glass and swirled the last drop around the bottom of the glass and passed it back to me to finish off. That last mouthful was almost bitter unlike the rest of the sweet drink, I drifted off to sleep and didn’t wake up until lunch time the next day.

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