Seductive Company

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They laid out their towels and the sunscreen. India had covered the front of her body and asked Lady Davenport if she could spread some lotion on her back. Maybe it was the setting or being relaxed now that she knew that she would support her, but India’s skin began to tingle as Lady Davenport spread the lotion on her back. Her nipples became hard almost as soon as she touched her skin. She hoped she could not tell. As she spread the lotion down her arm, she grazed the side of her breast and it made her skin tingle. India's nipples became even tighter from her touch. She knew it was not an accident as she rubbed down her other arm and brushed the side of her other breast. India immediately let out a quick gasp before she realized what she had done. She was afraid Lady Davenport would be offended and run away. However, she instead she asked her if she enjoyed it. India did not know what to say, as she stammered, “Y-y-yay.”

Lady Davenport continued to spread the lotion on her arms and brush the sides of her breasts. She knew what she was doing and felt powerless to stop her. She had fantasized about being with another woman but never thought she would. Lady Davenport asked her if she wanted her to continue as she simply moaned in pleasure as she took hold of her arms and turned her to face her. India was now quivering with excitement, wondering what she was going to do. She leaned into her and gently touched her lips. She felt the heat running straight down to her wet p-ssy as she deepened the kiss and brought her fingertips to her nipples. All India could do was groan in ecstasy once again as she asked her in a sensuous tone, “Do you want more?”

She nodded in the affirmative as Lady Davenport laid her down on the towel and then lay beside her. She continued to run her fingers over her lips, and across her nipples.

Lady Davenport continued to play with her nipples as India commenced to arch from her touch. She wanted more and more as she gazed deep into Lady Davenport's face. She smiled as she begin to head toward her erect nipples. India waited in anticipation as her mouth met her sweet chocolate skin. As she flicked her tongue across India’s tits, an intense orgasmic wave rushed over her as she came for the first time. She did not stop and continued to alternate her tongue between her nipples. Slowly her hand drifted across India’s flat stomach as she felt the heat in her p-ssy increase.

Now excited, Lady Davenport's hand slid further down, hooked into her bikini bottom and she slid it off. India grew hot as she felt the combination of her hand touching her leg along with the feel of the fabric sliding lower on her leg. When Lady Davenport had removed her bottom, she slowly slid her hand back up India’s leg and placed it over her p-ssy. She pushed her hand inside and slowly rubbed her hand back and forth making her extremely wet.

Lady Davenport's mouth moved from her nipples to kiss down her stomach, her legs and down to her sexy toes. She changed positions and begin to run her tongue up her legs as she slowly pushed them apart. Her tongue found the crease of her thigh, which caused her to arch into her. She moved her tongue to her * and India suddenly let out a loud moan. “I loved to have my p-ssy eaten, especially after my first experience with Danika,” as she thought and this episode aroused her even more. She ground her p-ssy deep into Lady Davenport's face as she quickly went to work flicking her tongue across her * and placed several fingers inside her wet punany. The sensation was amazing to her as she f*cked her hand and face. She tried but could not hold back her passion any longer and exploded with pleasure as Lady Davenport continued to lap at her p-ssy until it was clean.

After her intense orgasmic session subsided, she immediately collapsed onto her back panting with excitement. Lady Davenport brought her hand to her lips and pressed her fingers to her mouth. India was so intoxicated with the moment that she immediately pulled her fingers into her mouth, and tasted her own juices on Lady Davenport’s fingers, which made Lady Davenport moan.

She immediately asked India a quick question, “Have you ever eaten p-ssy before?”

She looked up at her as she replied, “Yes...but...!”

She quickly interrupted her, “Do me...right now!”

With that, India immediately began to give Lady Davenport the same treatment she had just given her. She fingered her nipples, which felt different from her own. She had a different shape and size than her. India bent to place her mouth toward her nipple as she moaned at her touch. India moaned slightly as she felt her hard nipple in her mouth and she pulled it with her teeth. Lady Davenport pushed her titties into her face and continued to lick and nibble on her. She could tell she wanted more, so India trailed her tongue down and began to tease her *.

India became extremely excited as she flicked the tip of her tongue across the very tip of Lady Davenport’s *. The thrill was so intense, especially as the thought of having such a woman with so much power under her control turned her on even more. India loved to have her * teased, so she did the same to Lady Davenport. She gave her quick flicks across her * until she begged her for more, taking her tongue and running it from the back of her p-ssy up to the tip of her *, repeating this pattern several times. India decided to lick her * up and down with her tongue, slowly. Lady Davenport began to buck and moan and she knew she was about to come so India slid her tongue down and dove it deep into her waiting p-ssy getting drenched in her face. She squirted and that surprised India at first by the amount of juices flowing from her p-ssy after a few seconds but continued to tongue f*ck her until she stopped moving. India starts kissing her way back up her body and put her mouth on hers. The taste of her essences on her tongue combined with their intertwined of the two was an amazing sensation, as India thought. They were lost in touching and kissing each other and did not notice that the Chauffeur had approached them. He asked us if they needed help with anything.

India and Lady Davenport were so involved at they were doing that they did not notice him approaching them. India began to wonder how many other servants had come out of the mansion and seen what they were doing. A thought came to her mind and made her excited. She asked the chauffeur a quick question, “So you think you can handle both of us, huh?”

He smiled as he replied with assurance, “I can f*ck you both with my eyes closed and with my hands behind my back!”

As India surveyed his body, she liked what she saw but was not sure if Lady Davenport wanted to add him to their situation. India noticed that his nude bronze body had no tan lines at all. Apparently, he was not shy. He had a muscular body and a nice tight ass. India looked at Lady Davenport to get her approval. She smiled as if she already knew that he was getting in as she nodded her head in the affirmative.

He quickly joined them on their towels and they positioned him between Lady Davenport and herself. They both began to touch his body. Lady Davenport was in front of him and he reached out to begin playing with her tits. India could tell she was still tired from their previous adventure a few minutes before, but she still enjoyed his touch. Since his back was toward her, India could easily grab his ass, reaching down as she commenced to caress his firm cheeks. She slid one hand toward the front and touched his chest then began to move lower. When she reached his dick, it was extremely hard and slightly larger than average. As India stroked him, he started to ground into Lady Davenport. India wanted a chance to get a better look at his dick, so she turned him onto his back without letting go of him. Taking a long look at him, India decided she needed to suck his dick. She quickly changed positions and put her mouth over him. He let out a groan as he told her, “Damn...you got a good mouth!”

This did nothing but motivate her even more as she slid her mouth up and down his shaft and let him hit the back of her throat. With one hand, he continued to stroke Lady Davenport and with the other, he grabbed one of India’s breasts and started to pinch her nipple. Lady Davenport looked at India as she responded, “Let me taste some of that dick, too!”

Soon both women were taking turns sucking him like a well-oiled machine, one at a time sucking his dick while the other took his balls.

Suddenly, he said in a sensuous tone, “If you women don’t stop, I’m gonna cum, but I want to f*ck both of yaw first!”

Lady Davenport smiled as she positioned herself to take the first turn, climbing on top of him. India did not want to be left out, so she positioned her p-ssy over his face allowing him to eat her cat. Lady Davenport and India were now facing each other as they took the opportunity to finger each other’s tits while they had the benefit of having their pussies serviced at the same time. Lady Davenport and India were soon both ready to cum as India unloaded her juices on his face, while Lady Davenport unloaded on his dick.

He was young and had great staying power. Despite everything they had given him, he was still hard and ready to keep f*cking.

He looked at Lady Davenport, as he demanded, “I want to see some p-ssy eating...let me see it now!”

She smiled as if she was getting off on his command as they all changed positions. Lady Davenport smiled as she immediately laid on her back, while India got on all fours. He got behind her and drove into her p-ssy while India ate Lady Davenport's p-ssy. His dick filled her well as she matched the rhythm of his thrusts with the rhythm of her tongue on Lady Davenport. It did not take long for Lady Davenport to cum as she had been thoroughly primed. Having her cum and grind into her face, combined with his thrusts brought India to an incredible orgasm. This also was enough to make him ready to shoot his load. Lady Davenport and India quickly got on their backs and let him shoot onto their faces. When he was done, they cleaned his cum off each other's faces with their tongues.

India was exhausted after this episode and she quickly got up and strolled toward the bathroom. As she got up she noticed that her phone was plinking which indicated that she had a message. She picked up the phone and continued to stroll toward the edifice. She dialed her answering service and began to listen to the message.

“India…it’s me…Travis…were being setup.” “I need to talk to you as soon as possible…please…I know I’ve been an a*shole to you but please…I really need to talk to you…I swear I didn’t kill her…”

She looked at the phone and then hung it up as she thought, “What is really going on here?”

She went into the bathroom and freshened up, putting on her sensuous orange bikini, which did nothing but make her dark chocolate skin look extremely marvelous. After several minutes, she returned back to where Lady Davenport was now sitting on a plush lawn chair, wearing an extremely sexy purple bikini as she responded, “So my dear…now that you have joined the ranks of Team Davenport…I think that we should address this little problem of yours.” “Please sit down child and tell me what is going on.”

India sat down on the lawn chair next to her as she began to explain the whole situation.

“Well…Marjorie…remember when you told me about Travis St. Croix and his plot to set me up…something just doesn’t add up!” “As you know they found a friend of mine this morning in the hotel…she was murdered.” “This woman could have been my twin…we looked so much alike and she did a lot of things for me.”

Lady Davenport responded, “What type of things did she do for you?”

India sighed heavily as she began to explain, “Well…I’ve been doing a little freelance call girl stuff in the evenings.” “You know just doing something to keep me busy…I didn’t want to be in a relationship so I thought this was a great way to get laid and to make some money as well, anyway. I was at a corporate convention about four years ago and that is when I first met Travis St. Croix.” “One of the nights there they hosted a masquerade party.” “I was there and Travis was after me the whole night, but he didn’t know it was me because we were wearing costumes and mask.” “Well I guess I had too much to drink and I ended up having sex with him.” “Anyway he tracked me down and put me on this assignment thinking that he could get with me again.” “I told him that he had never been with me and that it was someone else.” “So…I had my friend, Whitney to come down here to sleep with him, making him think it was me so I could walk in, catch them and then he would think that I really was not the one who slept with him that night.” “Now she’s dead and it’s my fault!” “He killed her and he’ll probably get away with it!” “I don’t understand why he wants to make me the scapegoat for his embezzlement scam…maybe he’s so upset with me about not admitting that I slept with him that he was trying to get revenge!”

Lady Davenport sighed as she replied, “If he was just trying to get revenge…I don’t think he would be setting you up to fall that hard.” “You’re right…there is something deeper than just getting you back for lying!”

India gazed at her as she responded, “I just got a strange message on my phone from Travis…it was weird!”

“What did he say?”

She sighed as she replied, “India…it’s me…Travis…were being setup.” “I need to talk to you as soon as possible…please…I know I’ve been an a*shole to you but please…I really need to talk to you…I swear I didn’t kill her…”

Lady Davenport signaled the server to bring more drinks as she replied, “He sounds like his backed into a corner…I’d watch him…I know he was involved in setting you up…but I’ll check further…maybe his plan failed and now he needs to fix it by adding you as a murderer!” “We’ll get to the bottom of this!”

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Meanwhile across the island, Danika was in the bathroom as she overheard Travis leaving his message on India’s answering service. She sighed as she thought, “This dirty motherf*cker is still trying to help her ass…well I think it’s time to take this to another level!”

She sauntered out of the bathroom as she glanced over at him acting a little nervous. She smiled as she asked, “What’s going on...you look a little flustered…are you alright?”

He smiled slightly as he replied, “Yeah…yeah, I’m fine!”

She smiled as she strolled over toward the bar and said, “Do you want another drink…you need to relax!”

He grinned as he replied, “Yeah…I’ll take another drink…I just don’t know how all of this just came up!” “Who would kill, Whitney?” “She wasn’t part of this shit!”

She poured the drinks as she responded, “Well…so far they think it was a tourist robbery gone wrong…the police believe that…so don’t worry.” “They’ll catch the murderer who did this and we’ll be home in the States before you know it.” “So, Travis…I’ve got a question for you…what about us?”

He gazed at her flabbergasted as he replied, “Us…what do you mean us?” “What, we did was just…something that just happened.” “Wait…you didn’t think that us f*cking was gonna change things between us…I mean…I look at you differently than before but there is no us, Danika!” “Think of it as just a way to let off some stress.”

She put the drinks down on the table, sat down next to him as she replied, “So you think that I’m some horny ass bitch who just f*cks anybody so they can relief some f*ckin’ stress?”

He smiled as he replied, “Hey…wait a minute why are you getting hostile…it was just a booty call, a jump off situation, or a quickie if you will.” I thought we were consenting adults who both needed to relieve some tension and we did…you was looking for more than that?”

She gazed at him with an angry expression as she replied, “So you think that I don’t have any feelings…you think that I’d just f*ck, anybody?”

He smiled as he replied, “Well…I was surprised because I thought you only was into licking the cat, but when you came to me for some…I just thought I take it.”

She gazed at him as she picked up the glass of wine and splashed it in his face as she stood up and said, “You know Travis…you’re just nothing but a a*shole and I hope you burn in hell!”

She quickly strolled toward the door as he replied, “Why are you acting like this…you’ve knew who I wanted!” “India…INDIA!”

She stormed out of the suite as she thought, “India…India…it’s always about f*ckin’, India!” “Well now I’m gonna make sure that he goes down for Whitney’s murder…I just gotta find a way to get something on his ass that will put him there just before I killed her!”



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The night sky was clear and humid as Marc strolled toward his SUV. He was still trying to contact India, calling her cell phone for what seemed like every five minutes. As he dialed her number again, he continued to meander toward his vehicle when suddenly, as he stepped into the middle of the parking garage, headlights beamed directly into his eyes as the sound of screeching tires and the smell of rubber began to fill the air. He gazed in disbelief as the speeding automobile made its advance toward him. Now standing there like a deer staring into a set of headlights, the automobile rapidly made it’s approached, but when it got closer, it began to reduce speed stopping just inches from where he stood.

Before he could react to the action at hand, a huge, muscular, Caucasian gentleman, who stood about 6’4” and easily weighted about 285 lbs., jumped out of the dark blue Lexus coupé. With engine still running, he hurriedly strolled around to the front of vehicle, quickly grabbing him and swinging him around as if he was a rag doll. Before he could utter a word, the man shouted, “So you like to stalk innocent little white women, huh?”

Marc responded as quickly as he could, “Whatcha talking about man…I’m not stalking anybody!”

As he was about to finish his sentence, the man hit Marc square in the mouth, knocking out two of his front teeth. Blood was splashing everywhere as he continued to thrash him. Marc now lay on the hard concrete floor of the parking garage, trying to protect his face with his arms as the unidentified man continued to kick him.

Marc shouted at the top of his lungs, “WHO ARE YOU DUDE!” “WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME, MAN?”

The man smiled as he picked him up by his collar and replied, “You need to stay away from her…you understand?” “Mind your own f*ckin’ business bro!”

After he said that, he quickly struck Marc in the jaw, flooring him once again. He kicked him once more, then strolled back to his automobile and then drove away.

Marc was now in unfathomable pain as he tried to get up to stroll toward his vehicle. Blood was everywhere as he glanced down at his button up shirt as he thought, “This has to be part of Ursula’s demented plan…I’m gonna have to go to the police.” “But what will I say…I have no proof about anything!” “I need to at least let India know what’s going on before this gets too far!”

As he finally made it to his car, he gradually sat behind the steering wheel. As he made adjustments, trying to fathom the pain, in an obscure location of the garage stood Ursula lurking at him with a mischievous smile on her face. She was acting very demented as she thought, “You don’t know what you’re getting yourself into boy…you better stay out of the way!” “Because if you don’t, you’ll be out of the way…permanently!”