Chapter 3
They arrived at the beach house and this was the first time that she had ever been there. India never really hung in the same circles as Billy’s brother. Brian was always having parties and she was supposed to come here for a clambake over the summer, but things didn’t go according to plan. Julia had invited all of her friends just to show them that she had made it. For the first time, India had the courage to lie to Julia and tell her that she was committed to a family function. There was a semblance of truth behind that lie. She was supposed to spend time with her family, but she could’ve easily gotten out of it.
The sound of the ocean was crashing up against the shore from down below the walkway leading towards the beach. He got off the motorcycle, took her helmet and placed it gingerly on the side of the bike. Billy hated the dress and when he got a chance, he was going to strip it off her and find out if his suspicions were correct. The dress was frumpy, but he didn’t believe for a second that she had an ounce of fat on her body.
India had to pinch herself to realize that this was really happening. The wedding would be stalled for at least an hour, until they finally had enough and decided to go on without them. It might be that they would get back in time, but it was also possible that they would lose track of time.
Billy couldn’t be happier and coming home for the wedding seemed like it was going to be something that would make him want to put a shotgun in his mouth. India coming to him and then letting him dictate the terms of their union was almost like a gift that kept on giving. “I think that we should enjoy this moment.” He took her hand and brought her over to the deck, climbing the stairs, until they were now overlooking the rocky expanse leading down to the beach.
“I don’t know how I got so lucky to be with a man like this. He’s nothing like what Julia says about him, or at least he’s not with me. He’s kind and caring and he might be a little rough around the edges, but I think that’s part of his charm. I love this beach house and the white paint and all the windows makes it look bigger than what it is. Whoever designed this place had certainly had in mind the fact that they wanted to bring the outdoors inside.”
Billy put his hands around her waist, placing his chin on her shoulder and looking out at the beautiful scenery that had gotten him laid too many times to count. One look at this magical setting and women were practically falling on their knees to show him their gratitude. It was his personal secret weapon and something that he used often to cement that next notch on his belt.
I don’t know how I justified coming here with you, Billy. You’ve obviously got other motives for taking me here. Then again, you were pretty upfront about everything that you wanted to do.” Waiting for the other shoe to drop, she finally found herself being turned around into his arms. “I just need you to take things slow.”
“India, slow is how you got here in the first place. You take things too cautious and sometimes you just need to throw caution to the wind.” He grabbed her around the waist, pulled her to him and let her feel the product of his arousal rubbing up against her in just the right way.” You came here because you wanted to become somebody else. Don’t get caught up in old habits or they will weigh you down like an anchor around your neck. I want you to open yourself to the possibilities.” Billy brought her into the huge kitchen that would’ve made any chef proud to be near.
India sat there and watched him pull out a bottle of champagne and give her a glass. “This is where the reception is going to take place, which means, we really can’t stay here all night. Julia and her groom will be staying here and consummating their relationship.” A few sips of the champagne and she was finally loosening up enough that she was getting into the swing of things. A few more sips and her inhibitions were slowly crumbling to reveal the sexually wanton woman underneath.
“I wish that you could see yourself like I see you, India. You have this special quality, something that is not easily measured. I find myself drawn to you and wanting to give you that pleasure that you have been denying yourself.”
“I know that he’s trying to get into my panties. He needn’t try so hard, because he basically had me from the moment that we met. I was already stripping him bare in my mind and doing unspeakable things to him that has got my blood pressure soaring to new heights.” India felt like she was having an outer body experience.
Billy turned her in the stool, waving a pair of scissors back and forth in front of her eyes. “I don’t think that you need that god awful dress anymore. I really don’t see you having a sentimental attachment to it.” With that, he began to slice into the fabric with his eyes following her shocked expression and waiting, until it opened up like a newly formed cocoon. Underneath it was a special little surprise that made him take a step back and look at her with his eyes on fire.
Underneath the dress was a widow outfit, completely red and a perfect contrast to the ugly thing that was hiding something, so beautiful. Her breasts were pushed into that corset. He started to pull at the ties, while watching, as that abundance of flesh began to grow and overflow. Her nipples were already hard and once exposed; he pushed them together and began to lick back from one to the other in rapid succession.
“Billy, I would tell you to stop, but I’m hoping that you won’t. If I say that I don’t want this, then I really don’t want you to believe it. It’s just my old self trying to raise its ugly head and I don’t want you to pay any attention to it. Do whatever you want to me.” India wasn’t sure what she was saying, but she was going with the flow and allowing this man, a virtual stranger to take control.
“I’m glad that you said that, India. I was afraid that I was going to have to take this a step further than I would have liked. I sometimes get overanxious and the feeling of what is growing between my legs gets the best of me.” He dipped the bottle and heard her gasp with surprise, as the cold liquid began to move in rivers down from her neck and all the way down to her panties. It soaked everything in between. He continued to pour, even as it was dripping onto the floor and leaving quite a mess.
After he had emptied the bottle, he endeavored to clean up what was still sticking in droplets to her skin. His tongue danced across her flesh, making her squirm and bite her bottom lip with a need that she didn’t even know how to voice.
“If somebody had told me that this was going to happen today, I would’ve told them that they were completely out of their mind. I’m not like this and a big part of me wants to go screaming from this room. That small part that continues to grow exponentially is begging me to stay here and enjoy this. Billy really does know how to play a woman’s body like a musical instrument. He said that he was going to take me to new heights and I think that I believe him.”
“That is one way to quench the thirst, but now I’m famished.” He lifted her easily onto the counter with a medley of pots overhead swinging precariously. She had her hands on the black marble top and she was shaking, but she was still letting him show her what it was like to really throw herself into something. “I think that what you need the most is an orgasm. You need that climactic moment, to seal the deal and make you want to experience everything. Let my tongue do the talking and I’ll show you exactly what your body is capable of. Put yourself in my hands and let all your preconceived notions about love and sex float away on the pleasurable experience.” Billy had found that seducing a woman was half talking a good game, while the other half was showing that you were not all talk and had action to back it up.
India felt his hands on her knees, spreading them slowly, like he was enjoying the view and didn’t want it to end anytime soon. She felt her fingers digging into the marble top, while he easily spread her open.
He still had the pair of scissors and he used them to cut both sides of her red panties. They fell away from her body and Billy snatched them in his hands to inhale the aroma and savor what was going to be a mind blowing experience of epic proportions.
Going to the steel fridge, he came back with an ice cube tray, smacking it against the counter and letting a few cubes begin to melt on contact with the black marble top. Taking one into his mouth, he kept the end of it sticking out obscenely, making her eyes go wide and knowing with no experience necessary what he was going to do.
“I don’t know about…THISSSSSSSSS.” The jarring impact of that ice cube touching her clit had her literally pointing her toes towards the ceiling and straining every muscle in her body to relax long enough to enjoy this. “Holy fuck… Holy mother of fucking god.” She had never used such profanity in the bedroom and most often than not she would just lie there and let them finish the deed and then turn over and go to sleep. “Yes…stick it inside me.” She felt that cube being inserted and then her legs began to tremble and that was the moment where she felt the rising tide of an orgasm that was going to take her breath away. It crashed over her and reminded her of the daunting sea coming to collect its prize. She screamed and she could hear the echo of it bouncing from one window to the next. She had her legs spread wide and inviting.
Billy had gotten the first rush of adrenaline by opening her legs, but now it was something more. The feel of her juices coursing across his tongue only made his cock that much harder. He was still completely dressed, his shirt not unbuttoned and his pants were still firmly holding his family jewels and the staff that went along with it.
He continued to play havoc with her senses, taking the last bit of ice cube and once again circling her clit to enhance the experience. Billy didn’t think that he had seen a more beautiful sight than her writhing and twisting on that countertop with her bare ass now sticking to it and leaving behind a very vivid memory of what they did here together. He would never be able to walk into the kitchen without smiling and reliving that moment over and over again.
Finally, he pulled back, but it was with reluctance, because he really did want to continue on this same path. Had he been a woman, he most likely would have stayed down between her legs longer, but his cock was sending him signals that it was time to take things to the next level.
Billy grabbed the butane lighter from the drawer by the stove, went back and pulled India on to her feet. She staggered and was barely able to stay standing, as she was dragged with insistence up the winding staircase.
India had no idea what he was going to do with that lighter, until he entered into the bedroom and brought to life two candles that were now sitting there by the bed on either side on the night stands. They were red and then this intoxicating aroma of cinnamon wafted into the air.
She was standing there in what was left of her black widow outfit. The stockings were ripped; the panties were gone and turned into confetti. They were still lying on the floor downstairs in the kitchen. Her corset was open and her breasts had heaved over the top and were now showing just how excited she really was.
“I’m at a loss for words, Billy. I’ve never met a man that has been able to show me something about myself that I didn’t know.” “I think he knows that this is definitely taking me out of my comfort zone. He likes it and I can tell in his eyes that he’s enjoying showing me things that I’ve only either read about or seen on the Internet. It’s quite apparent that he’s getting something out of this. His cock is not going down and it’s been hard from the moment that he touched me.
Billy put his hand on her chest and pushed her back on the soft mattress. The black Duvet that was on the top surrounded her like a cloud, while he stood there and looked at her almost naked body on display for his amusement and pleasure. “India, I hope you know that you always hurt the one you love.” With that, he reached underneath the bed, until his fingers came in contact with the black bag. He dragged it out and dumped the contents on the bed. He wanted to see her reaction and he got the impression that this was something that she had only thought about, but had never done.