Dirty White Candy, Ultimate Vacation, Book 2 (17 page)

“There all for your use, ladies, just please use the condoms on them.”
 
She lifted the lid and tossed it aside, going back to gobble up John’s stiff cock.

Mira snatched up a strap-on before I could even see what was inside.
 

“You pick the size.
 
It’s going in your pussy.”
 
I pointed.

She grabbed a long skinny looking thing.
 
“No, put it in my ass when I tell you to.”

Waiting for my heart to start beating again, I nodded.
 
I’d never done any ass play.
 
I had no idea what I was doing.
 
Great
.

Mira threw the strap-on on the bed next to us while we commenced to kissing and touching one another.
 
I looked quickly to see what the others were doing.

John already had Janette bent over the bed, giving her all he could.
 
James was fucking Diana like he had a grudge against her and she was begging for him to fuck her harder.
 
I went back to Mira who was working her way to my pussy.

Heart racing, I almost couldn’t wait for her to get there, but wanted something to do as well.

“Wait,” I said as I sat up and flipped onto my side so that our faces were pointed toward the other’s genitalia.

“I love the way you think!”
 
She dove in fast, but with expertise.
 
I became wet the instant she started licking me.

I took a second to examine her.
 
I’d never seen brown lips before, in my limited experience.
 
Approaching her tenderly, I slowly eased in the pressure.
 
She was pushing against my lips with fervor.
 
Finding the will, I angled my arm and slid two fingers in her, searching for her sweet spot and I let my tongue and lips please her.
 
Soon she was whining.

“Put it in my ass!” she begged.

Already prepped with an open condom, I slid it over the butt dildo and eased it into her backside.
 
Slowly I started moving it in and out of her, fearful I was hurting her.
 
I saw Janette’s familiar hand.
 
She took it from me and pumped it in and out of Mira.

“Oh fuck!” Mira cried.

I thought Janette would ease up, but she didn’t.
 
Instead she shoved it further into her as I continued to lick and suck on her.

“I cannot wait.
 
I must fuck you.”
 
She flopped on her back, grabbed the strap on and slid it on quickly, dildo still sticking out of her backside.
 
She crawled to the end of the bed, ripped open the condom packet as if she’d done it a million times before and slid it on.

She climbed on top of me, sliding the dildo inside me.
 
She furiously sucked and licked on my tits as she pushed in and out of me.
 
Still she whined.
 
I wondered if she were approaching orgasm.
 
What was with the whining?

I didn’t see it coming.
 
John was behind her watching, rubbing her ass cheeks.
 
He now had control of the thing in Mira’s backside.

“Oh, big guy, stick it in her.”
 
Diana yelled.
 
“Fuck her with your cock.”

The talk in the room!
 
It was getting so nasty.

John planted his left hand on the bed as he guided himself inside her.
 
Mira’s eyes rolled back.
 
She was now fucking me, while John was fucking her and I bet dollars to donuts every time he pushed into her, he was also pushing that butt dildo thing into her backside.

Janette was now laying with her mouth in my ear talking away.

“The strap-on has a small vibrator in the disk.
 
Her clit is already getting massaged when she pushes into and pulls out of you.
 
The vibrator intensifies that feeling.
 
Then John is fucking her with his massive cock while shoving that anal toy in her with his pelvic area.
 
She’s about to explode.”
 
Janette’s breath was hot on my neck and ear while she spoke.

James was on top of Janette fucking her now while she lay with her head next to mine.
 
Diana was licking and sucking my breasts while fondling Mira’s above me.

The loudest, high pitch shriek came out of Mira, followed by a scream.
 
I felt something wet all over my stomach and legs.

“I’m sorry.
 
I’m sorry!”
 
she panted.

Diana sat up, mouth hanging open.

“What?” I asked panicked.
 
Did she just piss on me
?

“You’ve never squirted before?” Janette asked.

“No,” she cried out.
 
“I’m so sorry.”

Diana started clapping.
 
James and John followed suit.

“Well done!”
 
Diana yelled.
 
She helped Mira off of me.

I wanted a shower.
 
Janette knew me well enough by now, she grabbed my hand and led me into the bathroom.

“Gross!” I complained quietly.

“I know, I know.”
 
Janette turned on the water.
 
“She didn’t know, Candy.
 
The first time you do that… you’re embarrassed.”

“She’s embarrassed?”
 
I looked down at the wetness covering me.

“Don’t be mad.”
 
She pulled me into the shower and soaped up a loofa.
 
She scrubbed my stomach and legs then spun me around to rinse off.

“All better.”

I nodded, then kissed her.
 
It wasn’t a sensual kiss, which threw me.
 
I gave her a kiss, the way I’d kissed John when he did something sweet for me.

She looked at me for a moment, then started toweling me off.
 
“You’re not gonna hurl or anything, right?”

I snickered.
 
“No, it was just warm and… different and sticky and unexpected.”

“You’ll do it.
 
When you do, you’ll understand.
 
So when you go out there, kiss her or touch her or something.
 
Let her know everything is okay.”

I threw my arms around Janette.
 
“Thank you for everything.
 
You’ve really helped me come along.
 
You’re still taking care of me, and I’m not talking about the money.”
 
I was whispering in her ear.
 
I didn’t want anyone else to hear my words.

“It’s my pleasure, Candy.”
 
She kissed me quickly.
 
“Now get that sexy ass out there.
 
You’re not done yet.”

“I need a smoke,” I announced entering the room.
 

“There are four different brands in that drawer for anyone who wants them.
 
Matches are already on the balcony.”
 
Janette announced as she pointed at a bureau against a wall.

She’d purchased several packs of my brand.
 
I snatched one up and headed out on the balcony.
 
Much to my relief, everyone followed me.

“Why is it that the rest of the world doesn’t smoke, but among swingers, I don’t feel like a pariah?” I asked.

“Because we’re partiers, darling.”
 
Mia winked.
 

“We need to quit this nasty habit before it kills us.”
 
John, the buzz kill.
 
We would have to talk about that later.

James handed us all glasses filled to the top with champagne.
 
I looked at him knowingly.
 
I’d been with James and Janette enough to know that his job was to keep everyone sober enough to play, but buzzed enough to lose their inhibitions.

“I brought a special treat,” Janette said holding out a tray.

“What is that?”
 
John asked.

“Herb!”
 
James said.
 
“It’s the only time of year she lets me get high.
 
Top grade shit, brother.”

I was beside myself.
 
Janette was a sitting judge.
 
She noticed the look on my face.

“Relax, Candy.
 
This is a private island, technically not part of the Florida Keys or the United States.
 
One man owns it and he’s under his own law.
 
Cocaine and marijuana are not outlawed here.
 
Everything else is off limits.”

“But Coke is bad.
 
Marijuana I understand.
 
No one ever killed a man because he was high.
 
Coke…”

“I didn’t say it made sense.
 
I’m only saying it’s legal here.
 
No one said you had to smoke it.”

Mira and Diana both grabbed a pre-rolled joint.
 
John did as well.
 
I was the odd man out.

“I’ll stick with the cancer sticks, but the rest of you, please enjoy!”
 
I urged.
 
I was in no way going to ruin anyone’s time.

The smell that overtook the balcony was strong.
 
I had smoked a ton of weed in college and I knew what it was about.
 
When I graduated, I quit and never looked back.
 
It wasn’t a moral thing with me. I wanted a career and everyone drug tested.
 
It just wasn’t worth the risk.

“Janette, can I ask you a rather serious question without ruining the mood?” I asked.

“Anything, Candy.
 
You can always ask me anything.”

“Considering your education in the matter,” I didn’t want to bust her out to everyone for being a sitting judge, “what’s your take on different states legalizing the matter?”

“Look, I punish people in my courtroom every day for pot and I hate it.”

I was surprised she let it spill she was a judge.

Everyone else was shocked that she
was
a judge.
 
I could almost hear the gasps.

“No one should go to jail for shit they can grow in their basement or in their back yard.
 
It’s an herb, made from the earth.
 
The states that legalize it, usually empty out their prisons of pot related offenses.
 
Most get their records expunged if there was no violence or weapons involved.
 
That’s a huge tax savings for the state and individual counties right there.
 
After all, who was hurt?
 
No one.
 
Child rapists get less time than people who are caught with a quantity of weed.
 
That’s just wrong.
 
It makes me sick to death to sentence someone for weed for three years while giving a deviant six to eight months.
 
It’s just wrong.
 
But I do my job.
 
My job would be easier and more fair if the law was changed.”

“Not to mention the alcoholics that wreak havoc.
 
I’d much rather be a stoner than an alchie any day.”
 
John said.

I didn’t even know John smoked pot.
 
How could I not know this?

“Look, legalizing pot makes sense for states.
 
If you don’t want to smoke it, don’t smoke it.
 
If you want to, and it’s legal in your state, smoke it, just don’t get behind the wheel until you’re not high anymore.
 
That’s how I feel.
 
I will continue to do my job under the law in our state unless and until it changes.
 
It sucks, but that’s the way it is.”
 
Janette left the balcony and returned with her Virginia Slim and tray of sushi.

I snuffed out my smoke and grabbed a piece off the tray, washing it down with a sip of Cristal.

Everyone must have had the munchies from Janette’s weed because after my third cigarette, we went back in the room to find she’d ordered more food.
 
Everyone sat eating like prisoners while I snacked.