Tropical Heat Lust in St. Lucia

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One of the perks of marrying Jerry Sanders was the all-expenses paid vacations that he
surprised
Suzi
e with whenever she was bored.
Most of the time Jerry was too busy to take these trips with her
,
but she didn't mind.  A little time apart kept their marriage fresh
,
and Jerry was a firm believer
that "travel broadened the mind
.
”
This weekend
Suzie
would
travel
to
St. Lucia
for a few days. She had done some research online and he couldn't have chosen a more
beautiful location for some sun and spa-time.

"Where's my sweet angel?" a voice called from downstairs. 

Jerry was home and Suzie had planned to thank him in an extra special way for her little weekend getaway. She quickly threw a black silk robe on, hiding her lingerie. She
quickly
strapped a pair of black stilettos on her feet and made her way to the flight of stairs, stopping at the top. 

Suzie was an attractive young woman in her
late twenties; a classic blonde
with a stunning figure that made her
pure
eye candy for most of the men that she met in
Bossier City
,
Louisiana
. She knew people assumed she had only married Jerry, who was 23 years older, for his money, and endured their narrow glances and snide comments with grace and a sm
ile. She could have any man
she wanted
,
but she chose to be with Jerry Sanders, an entrepreneur who specialized in computer har
dware and software maintenance.
His clientele included several multinational corporations and he had built up a very successful business from nothing. Jerry was the only man that she had ever loved and the only man that she had ever slept with.

"I can't wait to see what trea
sures you're hiding under there." He smiled, and,
placing
his briefcase on a side table, h
e began moving up the stairs towards her.

Suzie met him halfway.
"Follow me Mr. Sanders.”
With a wicked little smile on her face
,
she took hold of the tip of his tie and guided him upstairs with her.

She had prepared what she needed in the bedroom prior to his return. A bottle of champagne sat on ice
,
and soft music played on the stereo. Suzie led Jerry to the edge of their bed and sat him down. She leaned in and kissed him deeply before pulling away as he reached up to take her in his arms.

"Uh
,
uh, not yet
,
" she said, moving over to the champagne and pouring him a glass. "
I want you to watch me dance,”
Jerry's looked around the room,
and
for the first time
,
he noticed the pole that she had erected in one corner.

"Hey, when did we get that?”

"I've had it in one of the spare bedro
oms for a couple of months now,”
Suzie said, "and I've been taking private lessons with one of the instructors from the gym. N
ow you just sit back and enjoy.”

Suzie reached for the remote and clicked the stereo over to the musi
c she had chosen to use, turned
up the volume and
began
to sway her hips. The sexy tones of Donna Summer flowed from the speakers as Jerry moved up the bed and leaned against the headboard, sipping casually at his glass.

"Take your time darling.” He raised his drink to her. "I'm all yours.”

Suzie smiled back. S
tanding just in fro
nt of him,
she watched him following her movements. Slowly she moved her hand to the tie on her robe,
pulled on it and freed
the knot. She raised the hem a little with her fingers, just above the line of her suspender stocking and looked up at Jerry,
to make
sure that he wa
s following her every move.
He was.

"I bet you would love to see what's under here
, wouldn’t you,
Mr
.
Sanders?" He nodded and she turned away from him and slipped her silky robe off her shoulders and onto the ground. She had taken care choosing her outfit and knew that she looked amazing. Her black lace corset with matching briefs was sheer and sexy; from behind she knew that he would be able to see the curve of her derriere, framed nicely by the suspenders and stockings.

She leaned over and ran her hands up the length of her stocking-clad legs before moving towards the pole, and swinging loosely around it. She had been practising this short routine for weeks now. As she circled, Suzie was aware of her nipples rubbing a
gainst the inside of the corset;
their sensitivity was intoxicating.

She stopped in front of the pole and looked directly into Jerry's eyes. She reached above her head to steady her
self and shimmied up and down.
She closed her eyes and began to swing around the pole, straddling it with her legs as she spun round it slowly. She had perfected a number of swinging moves and worked her way through them slowly and assuredly. Desire was building in her now, the pole, now warm, rubbed against her thighs and pussy and her nipples tingled.

Seductively, she
reached around behind her and undid the bow on her corset. With a little wiggling it loosened and she removed it and threw it to the floor.

"Take your clothes off Jerry
,
" she instructed
, smiling, and slid lithely from the pole
. As he did so
,
she refilled his champagne glass and placed it on the bedside table.

Jerry was now naked and lounging on the bed with his head and shoulders resting on the headboard. Suzie walked over to him and straddled him, feeling the hardness of his cock
between her thighs
. She dipped her fingers into the champagne glass several times, rubbing the fizzy liquid over her breasts.

"Now, suck my champagne tits.”
She leaned forward as he reached for her breasts, his mouth closing in. She closed her eyes as he began to massage her breasts, his tongue flicking over the nipples already sensitive from her dance. Moving from one to another he began to tease them with his teeth, gently at first but then with more pressure, until Suzie
lou
dly.
.

She felt one of his hands move down towards her pussy, rubbing though her panties. Suddenly
,
they were
torn
off and his fingers were sliding lightly through her bare wet slit. Suzie looked into Jerry's eyes as he teased her with his fingers, occasionally slipping them inside her before moving back to circle her clit. She was intensely aware of his cock
,
but she wasn't ready for it yet.

She pushed Jerry down against the bed and moved her body up towards his face, lowering herself down until her pussy was inches from his lips. She slipped her hand down and began to masturbate while he watched, his hands kneading over her arse and stroking her stockings and suspenders. The fire was building in Suzie's pussy
,
and she wanted to feel his tongue on her, in her. She moved down against his lips and he responded, lifting his head slightly. His arms were trapped behind her and he was helpless to do anything but lick and probe as she lifted her hips up and down slightly, seeking her pleasure against his eager tongue.

"Oh yes,”
Suzie moaned. "Don't stop Jerry, don't stop now." Her orgasm was building quickly, Jerry's lips circled her clit and he began to suck firmly at it, forging a rhythm with her pulsating body that she could no longer ignore. Her body arched backwards as she came hard, pressing her pussy against Jerry's mouth, a hot, molten explosion spreading throughout her entire body.

She moved off him and lay against the pillows on the bed. Jerry quickly followed. He moved in between her legs and helped her lift her legs against his shoulders. Her stilettos were visible as he leaned down and began to kiss her, deeply and urgently. She could taste her pussy juice on his lips and tongue as they kissed, his desire obvious, his cock pressing against her.

He leaned back, taking his cock in one hand and rubbing it through her wet pussy lips, coating it with her juices. He found her hole and in one hard thrust pushed himself deep inside her. The position he had chosen left her pussy deliciously open, his thrust felt deeper than ever before and Suzie gasped as he repeated the movement, a single deep thrust that buried him inside her. Jerry began moving faster, watching her intently as he built up a solid rhythm.

Suzie's tits bounced as he fucked her. She started rubbing on them, exaggerating the movement as Jerry watched her. His thrusts were vigorous, lifting her hips off the ground as he ground into her wetness. She moaned as he increased the pace, the feeling of his hard cock
,
deep inside her
,
driving her towards another orgasm. Jerry noticed her excitement, leaning forward to kiss her, he whispered in her ear, "That's it baby, come while I fuck you, I want to feel you come on my cock."

Suzie moaned again, his words sent a sharp thrill through her. Jerry nev
er talked like that during sex and
she wanted more. He moved back upright, "Rub your clit for me," he said, "rub
it while I fuck your wet pussy.”
Her fingers moved to her clit, still swollen and sensitive from his lips. As Jerry pounded her deeply she fingered herself. It only to
ok a moment to begin her orgasm;
as her body convulsed in spasms of pleasure
,
Jerry drove h
arder into her. Suzie cried out. H
is cock filled her completely as her pussy tightened on its shaft.

She knew that Je
rry must be close to his orgasm. S
he kept the pressure on his cock, pulsing against him. He closed his eyes as he began to come and in one last thrust she felt the warm wetness of his seed spilling into her. He remained inside her for a moment as they kissed before rolling off and lying next to her on the bed. They were both breathing hard.

Jerry started laughing. "Damn", he said, "We're definitely keeping that pole up."

* * * * * * *

Friday came around quickly and Suzie was pleased to be heading off. Jerry was away on a business trip, so she used his personal chauffeur, Louis, to
drive her
to the airport across the river in
Shreveport
. They engaged in light conversation along the way, and when they got to the airport he wished her a safe flight.

To get to St Lucia, Suzie had to change flights in Dallas, staying overnight in Miami in order to head out fresh on the morning flight into Hewanorra Airport in the southern part of St Lucia. She took
the opportunity for a long work
out in the hotel gym
before relaxing in the hot tub and turning in early.

The second part of her journey was quick enough and she would be on the island by lunchtime. The flight from
Miami
was only just over three hours. Suzie had brought a book with her for the plane but she couldn't get into it. She kept thinking about herself and Jerry. She had been a virgin when they had started dating. Jerry was a perfect gentleman, respectful and kind. She had never regretted marrying him, although she sometimes wished that his work hours were shorter so they could spend more time together.

Leaning back into her seat she couldn't help thinking about their last lovemaking session. She had become more sexually adventurous and confident the last year or so and Jerry always responded well even if he wasn't always particularly creative in the bedroom himself. Although she wouldn't have changed it, she wondered if she had missed out a little by marrying at such a young age.