We had a martini at the bar. The resort was beautifully set up like a Caribbean mansion. We could hear the faint sound of reggae and some bongo drums. There was a full moon and a soft breeze. Carol and I spent some time looking around. The tables had been smartly set with silver and china. The women were all dressed in their finest sexy outfits. The men were in their summer dress up best. Everyone was in a party mood. The atmosphere was decadent.
Carol and I chatted about the evening. I asked her what she expected. Carol said, “A depraved wanton evening.”
I said, “Sounds like our kind of fun.” I smiled to myself. I hadn’t told Carol that I had arranged for every man she had had sex with to be there that night.
We had dinner with the usual crowd. We had wine and a sumptuous meal. The wine was an Argentinian Malbec and the meat was Tuscan steak. There was a little more intensity to the flirting. All the men were very complimentary about Carol’s look. I was sitting with my arm around the back of Carol’s chair, softly stroking her neck. Carol was into full flirt mode with the other men them, gazing into their eyes and touching their arms and legs.
A resort staffer went up to the stage and asked if the winners of the various contests would stand up for recognition. Carol stood up, as the wet T shirt winner, and they put a spotlight on her. She stood there looking naked and happy. Her breasts firm and pert, beautiful curvy body and her mound outlined in the spotlight. I was so proud of Carol.
The dancing started. John asked Carol for a dance. The song was a slow reggae like ballad. Carol held herself tight against him and gently put his face in her hands. John caressed her back and placed his hands on her hips and pulled her to him. The were dancing and grinding against each other. Carol whispered to John and he smiled. As the dance ended, they kissed and held each other.
After the dance I asked Carol what she had whispered to John. She answered, “I have such hot memories of you fucking me.”
From a nearby table Brian came over to us and asked Carol to dance. I pretended to be surprised he was there. Carol looked up at him and smiled, “Wow, Brian I’m so glad you’re here.”
She stood up and melted into his arms. Brian pulled Carol in for full body contact. They danced slowly and Brian ran his hands all over Carol, his hands stroking her ass. Brian said to Carol, “Climbed any waterfalls lately?”
Carol smirked and said, “I remember getting well fucked by you and Dick.” When they came back to the table Brian had a smile on his face and an erection in his pants. Carol gave him a deep open mouth kiss.
From the resort staff table Andre and Cecelia approached our table.
Andre was dancing with Carol. He was wearing tight silk slacks and I could see the outline of his big cock. Carol felt the erection and rubbed her mound all over it. Then she turned around and ground her ass on his erection. Brian pulled Carol’s gown over her shoulders and kissed her breasts. Brian said to Carol, “I’d like to get my hands on you again and fuck you.”
Carol groaned, “I love your hands and cock.” The dance ended with both of them smiling and a lingering look on their faces.
From the resort staff table, Rasta and Fred danced over to our table and pulled Carol to the dance floor. The dum de dum of reggae played. Carol danced between them bumping and grinding on their crotches. Rasta and Fred squeezed Carol between them and were caressing and licking her breasts. Rasta reached for Carol’s dress and pulled it off of her. He grinned and said, “Now isn’t that better. We have you naked between us again.”
Their hands were all over her, fingering her wet cunt and beautiful ass. At the end of the dance they came back to the table and patted her on the ass, sending her to me.
Many of the people at the others tables were gasping at Carol being naked on the dance floor. I was so happy to see it.
Mike, from our usual table, grinned and took her hand and pulled her, naked, to the dance floor. Carol’s arms were around his neck and she was pressing her mound to his erection. Mike was running his hands all over Carol’s naked body. It was more like a naked make out session than a dance. Carol looked up at Mike and pulled him in for an erotic kiss. She whispered to him, “Cock sucking is such fun.”
I could see Carol’s slit getting wetter and wetter.
Bruce came next. He was grinning from ear to ear. It was a hip hop song. Carol stayed naked. Carol spread her legs, put her hands on her hips and humped. Bruce moved into Carol and pushed his cock into her mound. The music pounded and the two of them danced in an erotic wild world. Bruce whispered to Carol, “You are the hottest woman alive. I loved having sex with you.”
I danced with Carol next. I whispered to her, “Did you like them holding you? Did you like pressing against their erections? Did you like dancing naked with them? Did you like kissing them all? Do you want to fuck them all?”
Carol groaned, “Yes, Yes, Cock for Carol.”
All her sex partners formed a circle around Carol. Carol was in a frenzy. She moved from man to man kissing them. She rubbed her body against all of them.
I asked them all if they’d like to come to our room. They formed a procession with Carol leading the parade, naked.
We had a lot of fun that last night. The vacation was over.
