Wendy Pt. 06

"Would you mind if I sucked him?" the woman on her left asked.

"N-no, please do," Wendy replied, staring in amazement as the man pulled his cock from her pussy, then turned and offered it to the other woman to suck.

She heard a choking sound to her right and turned to see that Bill had his cock in the woman's mouth. He smiled at her as he came, gripping her head in his hands, only releasing her when she had sucked him dry. For the next few hours, different men, and women, would eat her pussy and/or fuck her. She lost track of Bill from time to time, but always spotted him, eating or fucking one of the other women sitting around the wading pool.

"Enjoying yourself?" he asked when he suddenly appeared in front of her after yet another man had fucked her and she had sucked him off when he was ready to cum.

"Yes," Wendy replied, her eyes shining. "This is so crazy, but it's also so much fun."

"I'd hoped that this would appeal to you," Bill said, leaning over to eat her pussy. "We should go meet Diva," he said after a couple of minutes. "Unless you'd like to stay here and continue. This will go on until the sun rises."

"No, let's go meet Diva," Wendy said.

Walking back past the pool to their room, Wendy couldn't remember ever feeling better in her entire life. It was a feeling of liberation and freedom, her whole body alive with electric, sexual energy. It was like someone had turned on a switch and she felt an overwhelming, insatiable urge for sex, in spite of the fact that she had just been fucked by 8 or 10 different men. They were approaching the door to their room when Diva appeared out of the shadows.

"Did you have fun?" she asked as they entered the room.

"Yes," Wendy replied, laughing. "It was totally crazy, but great fun. I've never fucked so many different people before like that."

"You'd be surprised at the number of times I've heard people say that," Diva laughed. "They come here, lose their inhibitions, forget all of their programmed taboos, and revert to their most basic natures, sexual beings. I'm sure that a Hedo experience is life-changing for a lot of people."

"You don't mind if I just watch the two of you for a few minutes, do you?" Bill asked as Diva drew Wendy onto the bed with her, her bikini having disappeared.

"Not in the least," Diva said, rolling on top of Wendy and kissing her, her hands finding her breasts and kneading them, her fingers pinching and pulling on her hard, jutting nipples.

Then she reversed herself on top of Wendy and Wendy found herself with her tongue spearing between Diva's fat outer lips into the gooey, musky, liquid center of her even as she felt Diva's mouth fasten onto her own pussy. After a couple of minutes, she felt Bill kneeling above her head, then his big cock slid over her forehead and into Diva's pussy. Wendy let his cock slide over her tongue as he fucked Diva, fastening her mouth on the junction of his cock and her pussy, tasting the delicious juices that were leaking from around his cock as he fucked her. Then she tasted the unmistakable flavor of cum and realized that Bill was cumming in Diva's pussy. At the same moment, he slid his still-spurting cock from her pussy and pushed it down into her open mouth, closing her lips around the shaft as she sucked him off, cum coating her tongue and filling her mouth. When she had sucked him dry, she glued her mouth to Diva's pussy and feasted on the cum cocktail filling her.

Wendy woke in the morning to the sound of gulls and the sensation of Bill's cock pushing into her from behind as he spooned her, Diva nowhere to be seen. When he warned that he was going to cum, she pulled away, then climbed on top of him in a 69, sucking his cock as he came while he feasted on her swampy pussy.

"How about a quick swim, then breakfast?" he suggested after she had sucked him dry.

"Yes," Wendy agreed. "I'm starved."

"This place will do that to you," Bill laughed as they got up and walked out of their room, across the sand and into the cool waters of Orange Bay.

"Can I go to breakfast like this?" Wendy asked, wearing one of her miniskirts and her bikini top, which only barely covered her big, pale nipples.

"You can," Bill replied. "You've got the requisite areas adequately covered."

Breakfast was in a large dining area in the main building overlooking some smaller pools and the sea, perhaps the largest buffet that Wendy had ever seen. She was particularly happy with the selection of fruits and her mouth watered at the sight of the overladen dessert tables covered with a brightly colored selection of delights.

"What would you like to do today?" Bill asked as they ate, he having ordered an omelet from the omelet station.

"Is there some sort of a market where I can see local products and things?" Wendy asked.

"Actually, there's a straw market today until about 2:00 in town," Bill replied. "They have it every Saturday. Would you like to go?"

"Oh, yes, if you wouldn't mind," Wendy replied.

"I don't mind," Bill said. "I haven't been in several years, so it will be nice to see it again.

"Will I need to change?" Wendy asked.

"Not if you don't mind a lot of whistles and leering stares," Bill replied, laughing. "You might even get propositioned."

"I'm sure that my ego won't mind," Wendy said with a laugh. "There's a lot to be said for feeling desired."

They flagged one of the waiting taxis at the entrance and drove along 7 Mile Beach towards Negril.

"Oh, what a shame," Wendy said when she saw the gated property where an incomplete hotel was standing, something that it had quite obviously been doing for some time. "What happened? It's such a perfect location."

"Run outta da money," the taxi driver said. "Sit like dat more dan six years now."

Wendy loved the straw market, purchasing several gaily colored skirts and blouses, thinking of Mary and Monique, as well as a pair of sandals. They bought skewers of grilled shrimp and calamari and washed it down with bottles of Red Stripe beer.

"That was wonderful," she said as they took a taxi back to the resort. "Thank you."

"It was my pleasure," Bill said. "You're wonderful company. There's a lot more to you than a drop-dead gorgeous woman who loves sex."

"Which I'm eagerly looking forward to more of," Wendy laughed. "Shopping always makes me horny."

They dropped her packages and their clothes in the room, then ran down and dove into the sea, Wendy laughing as she frolicked in the cool water.

"Now I want you to eat me, then fuck me," she said, leading him from the water to a chaise lounge where she lay back, bringing her knees to her chest and spreading them wide apart, holding her breath as she watched Bill kneel before her and drag his tongue up through her pussy before fastening his lips on her big clit, her body spasming in orgasm as he began to eat her.

"I cannot get over how good your pussy feels wrapped around my cock," he said when he began to fuck her.

"That's because my pussy loves the way your cock makes it feel," Wendy said, smiling up at him as he pumped away.

"How about your ass?" Bill asked.

"You want to fuck me in the ass, here, where everyone can see?" Wendy gasped.

"The question is do you want me to?" Bill replied.

"Yes," Wendy replied, rolling over and getting on her hands and knees when he pulled his cock from her pussy, lowering her face and chest to the chaise lounge's mattress pad and reaching back behind herself to spread her ass cheeks apart, moaning when she felt the head of his cock pressing against her rosebud, then slipping into her. "Oh, that feels so good," she moaned when she felt his cock fill her ass, then begin to fuck her. "Harder, fuck me harder," she implored.

Wendy was facing the water and couldn't see the group of people standing behind her, watching as Bill fucked her in the ass. It was only after she felt him cum, then pull his cock from her ass, that she realized that they were there, some of them applauding, others making comments. Her cheeks were flaming as she ran into the water, followed by Bill, to clean herself, feeling a slight sting from the salty water on her now-tender rosebud.

They spent several hours playing in the cerulean sea and fucking on the beach, moving to chaise lounges that were partially shaded by mangroves to avoid burning before going up to the bar where Diva was working, a big smile on her face when she saw them.

"Hello, Diva," Wendy said, leaning over the bar to kiss her. "I loved being with you last night and missed you when I woke up this morning."

"You've got as tasty a pussy as I've ever eaten," Diva said, smiling. "I was actually jealous of Bill having a cock. I'd love to know what it feels like to fuck a pussy."

"It feels fucking great," Bill said, laughing. "You're both insanely great fucks. I'd hate to have to pick between you."

"Nice guy, isn't he?" Diva asked, laughing.

"Yeah, he really is," Wendy agreed. "How about another one of those killer margaritas?" she asked.

"Make it two," Bill added.

"Will you come to our room again tonight?" Wendy asked. "We have to leave tomorrow and I'd really like to eat you again."

"I'll be there with bells on," Diva replied, laughing.

Wendy felt as though she were walking on air when she boarded Bill's jet late the next afternoon for the flight home. She wondered if she'd ever be the same again.

"Thank you for a wonderful weekend," she said when he finally dropped her off in his Bugatti Veyron at Destinations.

"I hope that this won't be the last time we see each other," he said.

"So do I," Wendy agreed, giving him a quick kiss before turning to enter the building.