Jake's Adventures pt 1 (adult content)04:13 Nov 30 2010
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((this is new to me, writing from a male perspective, please let me know how I did))
Jake stepped off of the tiny boat, waving to the pilot as he gazed down the long pier at the lush island before him. The scents and sounds of the nearby jungle ignited a primal feeling deep inside of him, quickening his steps as he left the dock. A native young man, tanned skin standing out against his crisp, white shorts and shirt, stood next to a sedan holding a placard with Jake's name. The young man smiled often but said little as he drove Jake through the island's one small town, closer to the twin mountains that created the valley in which the town was nestled. After leaving the quaint and virtually uncommercialized town, the car winded up the curvy foothills of the mountains, finally coming to rest at the estates of the island's owner.
The wide home stretched to either side of the circular driveway, decorated with marble pillars and sculptures. Brilliant flowers dotted the lawn, complemented by willowy trees and bushes. An outer wall of perfectly manicured flora hid the grounds from prying eyes, leaving Jake feeling comfortable and worried at the same time. Anything could happen here, and no one outside would ever know.
The interior of the house was as beautiful and well-planned as the floral display outside; an arching dual stairway climbed to either side as Jake entered the foyer, and hallways led deeper into the lower level. Smaller sculptures and paintings rested in niches upon the walls. The breeze that filtered throught the house was clean and cool, smelling of sea and flowers and another scent Jake couldn't identify at first. As he allowed his senses to take in the wonder of the place, a young woman entered from the side. She was dressed in a thin, gauzy gown that left very little of her lithe body to the imagination, wore her shoulder-length red hair unbound, and spoke with an French accent. "If you please, sir, my name is Marie. May I make you comfortable in your room?" Jake smiled and nodded, wondering what the custom for tipping was on this island.
Marie led him up the stairs and into the west wing, opening the second door into a large suite with several rooms inside of it. The young woman showed Jake the toilet, the kitchen, the bedroom, and explained that room service was called for by the ringing of a bell on a pull-rope. Amazed by what the house had to offer, Jake didn't notice that Marie has unzipped his pants until she dropped to her knees and reached for his penis. Stunned, he stood motionless as the young maid freed his growing member, stroking the shaft with one hand as she gently carressed his testicles with the other. Her tongue glided over his sensitive areas, finally eliciting a moan from within him. With a wink, Marie took his cock into her mouth, sucking gently on the tip and letting her tongue run across the edges of the head. Slowly, she worked her way down the shaft, head bobbing back and forth, taking more of him within her with each movement. Jake stood there, too startled to move and too aroused to stop her, until she took his hands in one of hers and placed it on her breast. Once his fingers began kneading the soft flesh found there, Marie took his other hand and placed it on the back of her head. As she reached for his buttocks with both hands and began to pull her to him as she sucked, Jake's desires finally took over. As one hand carressed the young woman's beautiful breasts, the other guided her mouth over his penis. She allowed him to direct her efforts; slowing as he calmed his thrusts, sucking harder as he pushed his cock into her throat. Marie felt as Jake approached the culmination, felt his thrusting member twitch against her tongue, and moaned deeply with his cock in her mouth. She was quickly rewarded with the taste of his semen, and sucked on the shaft until she was sure that it was clean, inside and out. As she stood, Jake stumbled backwards, weak in the knees. "Wow. Do you do that for all your guests?"
"Yes," she answered simply. "Dinner is in three hours. Will you need help getting ready?" she asked with a knowing smile.
"Yeah, I probably will." This is going to be an interesting trip, Jake thought as he answered. Now if I just knew who had invited me here, and why?
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