Filling up the Virgin(68)

I felt his hand moving through my hair and the soft touch of his fingers along my cheek was most welcome. “We’re going to turn you into more than just a girl with attitude. We’re going to transform you into a woman and I’m going to be there every step of the way. I want to see you gradually become more than you could ever hope for. I want to draw you out of your shell and let you experience what your sexuality is supposed to be all about. You don’t have to hide from it and maybe, I was a little jealous to allow somebody else to maliciously take what is so precious.” His voice lulled me into a deep slumber and his words brought a sense of satisfaction to a young woman’s heart.





Chapter three

We walked off the plane to that feeling of humidity smacking us in the face. It was a little jarring and took my breath away for a moment, but then I found myself acclimating to this new atmosphere with a sense of abandon. I’d changed in the bathroom for a more island look with a wraparound colorful skirt that was only being held together by one small pin at the side. The white bikini top did not exactly hide the peaks of my tits. The huge dollar sized nipples were poking through and I could see that the local guys had taken quite the interest.

“You’re certainly allowed to look, but you can’t touch without my permission. I do find a certain fascination with you showing some of your skills to those less fortunate. Some of these guys haven’t seen a white woman and it might be time for you to see what all the fuss is about a black man. Some of the rumors are true and aren’t exaggerated in the very least. It’s something that you should see for yourself and to judge for yourself.” I had no idea what he was planning, but the hushed tone of his conversation with a couple of those guys had me at a loss for words.

I was going to question him on what he had been talking to them about, but I didn’t really want to know. That sense of surprise and discovery was exactly what I was looking for. I was glad that I didn’t give in to those feelings with John. If I had, I probably wouldn’t be getting the chance to do this for the first time. We separated from those two guys that were giving me the once over and making me feel a little self conscious and sexually available at the same time.

“They’re going to meet us in a little while. In the meantime, I think that I should get a look at what has become something of an obsession for me.” Before I even had a chance to react, he was pulling the string at my neck and letting my breasts be shown in a different light. The driver couldn’t take his eyes off of me and for some reason that voyeuristic sleaze was giving me an electrical jolt between my legs. “You look so much better like that. I have to take a moment to let it all sink in. Don’t even try to cover up, unless you intend to be punished for your disobedience.” He slapped his hands together and the sound echoed like a gunshot going off. It made me jump practically out of my skin and the very idea that he would lay hands on me had gotten my blood pumping.

“I feel exposed. I want to cover up, but I know that I would have to be punished. I’m not sure that it’s worth it.” He didn’t try to touch me, but my body was revealed and making me feel like I was a feast for more than one person. There were those that were driving by that took a moment to fully appreciate the site that was greeting their eyes. The island of Barbados had this feeling of freedom and the ability to express yourself in whatever way you desired. We got to our destination and he was about to tip the driver, but he waved it aside like seeing me like that was tip enough.

“It appears that you had an audience and I don’t think that was lost on you all the way here.” He surprised me with his mouth encompassing one nipple and then doing the same thing to the other, until they were both dripping. I could feel the warmth of the sun and the cool breeze from over the palm trees that were tickling those nubs. “I do appreciate that you are allowing me to take you underneath my tutelage. I think that before they arrive, you should at least know a bit of the basics. Don’t worry; I have no plans to let them anywhere near your virginity.” I was shocked that he would say that while the driver was standing there with his eyes cast upon my bountiful breasts. They were a meaty morsel and one that this dreadlocked man wanted to get his mouth on.

He drove away and I thought that he was going to slam into a tree, but he managed to avoid that messy entanglement. I followed Joseph from behind and I couldn’t help but to admire how those white pants were calling attention to his posterior. We followed this path made of white stone all the way up to this huge oak door. It opened to show the white porcelain floor and the island depictions scrawled across the walls.