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Ashanti's Temptation
(Kelly Addams)
"Hostess, on the dhow?" Ash glanced across to where Alex sipped coffee at the bar.
Alf nodded, "Why not, just one evening, we hug the coast half way to Mombasa, then anchor for snacks and drinks, then head on back here, I get the mini bus to collect my guests from Shimoni, easy money."
"Okay, but what do you mean by hostess?" Ash asked, she had a very good idea what he had in mind but it was better to get things clear from the start.
"Come on Ash, we're both adults." he winked and Ash fought back a grin. "But you have to understand one thing, the old tub has a licensed capacity," he nodded down toward the dhow then glanced across at Alex. "So I'm afraid I can't carry any unpaid passengers."
Ash nodded, she understood what he said, she just wondered how Alex would react. To see her getting touched was one thing, especially when he was there to regulate the action, but waving goodbye to her from the dock, the only woman aboard a boat of horny guys... was that asking too much of his new amenable attitude?
"In principal I agree," she nodded, "But we have to negotiate profit sharing, and if I do agree all tips are mine, in the end it is up to Alex to decide, if he's comfortable with the arrangement then so am I."
Alf grinned, and as she stood he slipped a hand up inside her skirt, his fingers slipping up between her lips with ease, clear confirmation that his proposal was very much to her liking.
"Don't you ever get tired of fingering me?" she whispered. His wink answered her without need for elaboration.
***
"Please forgive me for asking, but don't you react when that sort of thing happens?"
Ash had stepped away from Alf's table, and turning she had scooped up an empty plate from the table behind. She looked down at the middle aged woman and smiled as she shook her head, "He's always doing things like that, I guess you could say it's a part of the job... called keeping the guests happy."
The woman looked mildly shocked, then placed her coffee cup beside her plate.
"So that happens often?" Ash smiled again as she began to dust mahamri crumbs into a small pile.
"Yeah, I guess it does, actually it happens so often now I hardly notice."
"Guests put a hand up your skirt and touch you?"
Ash shrugged, she didn't need to explain, and she certainly didn't need anyone's approval.
"They do, but as I said, it's part and parcel of the job."
The woman smiled, then coughed softly. "I'm finished with breakfast my dear, if you wish you can clear away."
Ash nodded and stepping closer she picked up the cup ready to stack it on the crumb speckled plate, and then she gasped, and froze, and looking down in shock she faced a sweet smile, as a pair of slender fingers parted her slippery lips and slid in between.
"Then I hope you don't mind if this guest also takes advantage of you, and your very wet, and very tight little pussy?"
Ashanti felt her head spinning, was she really being fingered by a woman, there in the restaurant? To accept being groped by Alf and his guests had become almost second nature, but this was a whole new experience, and nervously she glanced around to check who was watching.
"Do you mind?"
Ash looked down and bit her lip as she shook her head, she pictured Maria as the fingers inside her moved.
"Oh you are a cutie." the woman whispered as she pulled free for a second before adding a third finger. "I bet you taste so good, I never tasted a black girl before." Deeper she pushed, Ash released an involuntary gasp and glanced around again. "So sweetie, do you make me taste you from my fingers, or are you going to go to my room right now and get ready for me?"
Call me a slut Ashanti begged silently as the deeply buried fingers twitched.
Alex was busy with the catch of the day, he loved helping with the crabs and lobster and giant prawns, he would be occupied for a while. And I'm supposed to be making up the rooms anyway she thought as setting aside the knowledge that she really was too easy she nodded, and whispered, "Not from your fingers... I'm going to clean your room right now." And stepping away from the probing digits she grabbed the dirty cup and plate before striding toward the kitchen.
***
"I'm Alice." the woman grinned then sucked Ashanti's erect nipple into her mouth.
"Ashanti." the response came out as a soft groan, "But everyone calls me Ash." she added as the tip of Alice's tongue teased.
"You have amazing skin." the older woman commented as, releasing Ashanti's nipples she traced a finger across her flat stomach, pausing for a second to circle her navel before continuing the journey until a light pressure began to ease Ash's aching clit from under its hood.
"I had no idea black skin was so soft."
"I oil myself daily," Ash groaned as the pressure increased and she began to tingle inside, "I keep my skin moisturised."
Alice chuckled, then using her free hand grasped a handful of hair, twisting gently. "I love your hair too, so thick and strong, it feels like I could pull it hard, very hard." the pressure increased, her fingers tightening, Ash winced, it was hurting her, yet the pain had been strangely balanced with the impending orgasm being fuelled by Alice's skilled fingers. Pleasure and pain she realised, one countered the other.
"Oh my, you are wet," the older woman chuckled, "Are you nervous sweetie?"
Ash swallowed, the smallest of reactions, and saw Alice grin.
"You are, you are confused, and nervous, and horny. You don't know if you should really be enjoying yourself, the emotions inside you are confusing, confusing and yet also exciting... this is taboo!"
Ash nodded, unsure of her voice, Alice may have been reading her mind, she was confused, Alice was so much like Maria, but where Maria had displayed the confidence and surety of youth Alice oozed something akin to sexual menace. The older woman was secure in the absolute confidence of experience, and even if I'm a complete slut in the company of men, with women I'm a virtual virgin.
Once again cultural taboos resurfaced as Alice traced her tongue between Ash's smooth shaved labia. What she was doing was forbidden, it was a sin. But I don't care she gasped, her thighs falling open, the petals of her delicate pink flower parting, as, like a bee Alice's tongue darted between to collect sweet nectar.
I don't care if this is a sin, her gasp became a loud groan, oh my God, I need this again, and again.
"Can I clean your room again tomorrow, the same time?" her words were tortured, the strength of the emotions inside pushing her close to total abandon.
"Oh yes sweetie," the older woman chuckled softly before kissing Ash's clit softly, "I think we might have to arrange for this room to get cleaned two or three times a day... do you think that's a possibility?"
"Guaranteed." Ash giggled, the orgasm still buzzing inside her, but that will have to begin tomorrow, because today I have other commitments. And with a smile on her face she lay back and thought about the upcoming dhow trip with Alf and his guests.
I'm out of control she decided, but it felt good, after six years of best behaviour it felt so good to be herself again.
***
The dhow had pulled away from Wasini's narrow jetty just as the sun reached its zenith, and Alf had welcomed her aboard before introducing each of the twelve guests.
Quite a mix she told herself, none of them was really old, yet neither were they in the first flush of youth. Late forties to mid fifties she decided as she shook each by the hand and giggled silently to see their eyes drawn automatically to her low cut top.
"Do you think this is over the top?" she had asked Alex earlier as she leaned forward a fraction, the loose fabric sagging instantly so that her pert breasts came instantly and fully onto display.
"Over the top?" Alex chuckled, "I doubt you'll be wearing it for that long, I don't think it really matters."
Ash grinned, he had instantly accepted the deal. "Just remember to fill me in on every naughty detail when you get back." he had whispered as Alf had walked away a happy man.
And now I'm here, just me, Alf and his crew... and twelve horny guys who are all fully aware of why I'm here.
Accepting a cold beer she settled herself against the railings at the prow of the boat, it was nice to feel the breeze in her face, under sail the ungainly craft felt almost graceful, a small bow wave rolled ahead, foaming white on crystal clear blue.
"Beautiful." she heard a South African accent behind her.
"It is." she agreed.
"I was talking about you." a hand pressed against her ass and gently squeezed.
Ash remained facing forward to hide the small grin on her lips as she thought, wow, that was fast, less than ten minutes.
"Thank you," she replied quietly, she knew which of the men was behind her, a big man named Kobus. A man who can't compliment a black woman at home she understood, he was an Afrikaner, he was a man who would call her kaffir at home, but away from the prejudice of his people he could squeeze her ass and pay compliments.
"My friends call me Kobi." he added as his free hand slipped up inside her top.
"You can call me Ash." she replied then glanced down to watch his fingers knead her breast.
"Damn," he gasped, "I love your nipples, so big, so hard." he pressed against her and Ash giggled softly.
"My nips aren't the only thing that got hard."
"That obvious?" he laughed and pressed forward pushing the outline of his cock into the crease of her round ass. "I didn't think I was possible."
"To get hard for a black woman?" Ash asked quietly.
He cleared his throat and pulled away a fraction. "No disrespect Ash, you don't know how hard I have to try..." he trailed off, and she understood.
Ferdi had told her how things had been for him, he liked black girls in a society that considered anyone darker than lily white as almost bestial. "Down there," Ferdi had told her one night after they had made love, "If we were together, well, the whites would spit on me, and the blacks would spit on you, I would be called a waste of a white skin and you would be called a traitor to your colour."
"Believe it or not Kobi, I actually understand." she replied quietly, then concentrated hard to work out what was happening behind her back, she felt knuckles nudging and brushing against her ass. He's getting his cock out she suddenly realised, so soon, and he was incredibly horny, finally in a position where he could fulfil fantasy without risking becoming a pariah.
"Do you really understand my frustration Ash?" she felt the back of her skirt lifting as she nodded. "It has been driving me crazy. Believe me I've tried to get a black girlfriend, but in the middle of Free State that's impossible, I never travelled outside of SA until now, then I met up with Alf who talked me into this trip... but he was right about you, you really are something special."
Ash smiled, she felt his fingers attempting to work under her ass and between her thighs to get access to her pussy. And that's why I'm here I guess she thought as shuffling her feet apart she eased his access, gasping softly as fingers touched her labia.
"I don't know about special," she chuckled, "Maybe better to describe me as friendly."
"I think you're special." he whispered into her ear as the hand that had been touching her pussy joined its partner inside her top, massaging her breasts and teasing her hard nipples. "I think that you are the most amazing and beautiful woman I have ever seen." he whispered into her ear then lowered his head and began to gently kiss her neck.
Ash groaned softly, he had stumbled onto a weakness of hers, the feeling of breath on her skin and stubble against her neck always turned her knees to jelly.
"You are perfect Ash." he crooned, then eased his hips forward, and with his knees bent slightly to create the perfect angle he pushed forward and up, his steel hard cock meeting no resistance as it drove up into her as his grip increased on her breasts.
Buried to the hilt he almost lifted her from her feet as her mouth and eyes flew open wide.
"Oh my God, I just knew you would be tight," he groaned as Ash stood paralysed in shock. From a little harmless petting he had taken her to full penetration, right on the prow of the dhow he was fucking her, his rhythm steady, his thick cock driving deeper and deeper with each thrust, thrusts that were growing in power and pace.
"Kobi!" she gasped.
Her mind was screaming No, her body was insisting Yes.
It was going to happen eventually she admitted as with a groan she pushed her ass back against him, savouring the feeling of him straining to push deeper inside her.
"Oh fuck Ash, this is even better than I imagined," he grunted, she felt his cock quiver, it must have been good she thought as a familiar warmth flooded inside her. Less than a minute of furious humping and he had shot his load.
And I guess yet again, that this proves just what a dirty slut I am. But I don't feel ashamed, because I just gave him what he's never been permitted to have before... I've given him a tight, warm and very wet... black pussy!
***
Kobus had strained to stay inside her, but eventually Ash felt his solid tool begin to melt. Had anyone seen them? She glanced over her shoulder at the broad lateen sail. Maybe I got away with it she thought, the view back to the open deck where a small party had suddenly sprung up was partially obscured by the triangle of billowing canvas. I think I probably did, from behind it must have looked like he was dry humping me, after all his trousers are still up, no-one would guess we really were fucking.
She began to relax again, almost certain that her lapse would go unnoticed.
"So, did reality match the fantasy?" she giggled, suddenly flirtatious and aching with her own need for release, he had been hard enough, but far too fast.
"Better than fantasy," he chuckled and gripped her waist as he rubbed his limp cock against her naked ass, "I want to keep you, just for myself... but," he sighed, "Others are waiting, at least I got you first."
His comment struck a nerve, others are waiting!
He really thought I was here to be fucked she suddenly realised, Alf had screwed her over again. The cock grinding against her ass crack began to stiffen, she reached back and began to stroke him, buying time while she thought. This wasn't the deal. But we never did confirm the deal, just the money, I just expected it to be the same conditions as the other night, I dance, strip, make them horny then let them grope me as they all jerk off over me. But seriously, this is just the next logical step, and I can't bitch about it too much because I already let this guy fuck me.
Ash squeezed the cock in her hand and allowed a small grin to form on her lips. And that's why you didn't want Alex along for this ride, because you had plans didn't you Alf.
"I guess we'd better get back," she said quietly as she released her firm grip, "But don't worry, I think that this is going to be a long afternoon and evening," and as a wicked shiver raced through her body she giggled. "And there is enough of me for everyone!"
***
The lights lining the jetty glowed in the near distance, and Ash drew Alf aside, her grip on his arm as firm as the stern expression on her face. "Remember, what happened on this boat stays on this boat. You never breathe a word of this to anyone... ever!"
Alf smiled, and winked, then nodded. "Not a solitary word."
He hadn't minded following his guests, he'd always told himself he would be able to resist, but the dirty bitch had completely lost control. How many times had she been fucked before he stuck his own cock deep into her sloppy hole to add his batter to the mix inside her, he didn't know, he didn't care. She had proven to be the utter slut he had always dreamed lurked inside the sexy body.
And after all, is it such a surprise, the bitch lets just about everyone finger her and spunk all over her, she dances naked, she flaunts those tits and that round ass, she spreads easier than fucking margarine... and I'm gonna make a fucking fortune out of her cunt this season, I just have to keep her and Alex sweet.
It was true, Ash had lost control, still horny from her first fuck she had drawn Alf aside and laid down the law. She had told him exactly what she thought of him for setting her up again, then she had made him solemnly swear never to say a word about what she was about to do.
"And what are you about to do?" he had asked.
"Swear!" she had insisted.
"Sure, yeah, okay I swear." Alf crossed a finger over his heart, then began to grin wide as Ash stepped away, and lifting her top over her head she tossed it across to Kobus, her skirt swiftly followed.
"Now then guys," she said quietly as she stalked through the stunned group. "We all know what you came for... so who wants to go next?" and leaning against the dhows side railings she shuffled her feet apart and thrust her ass back.
"So don't be shy, because until we get back to Wasini... I'm all yours."