Desire Upon the Lands E-Book

Trevon Carter

• Herausgeber: PEAR Stories
• Kategorie: Gesellschafts- und Liebesromane
• Sprache: Englisch

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2015

Beschreibung

The Desire makes a stop at Kingston, a port on the island of Jamaica, to resupply and trade cargo. Alana entices Theresa to visit the beautiful island and not only enjoy the lands, but also discover the pleasures that lie hidden within. Theresa agrees to join her and discover the pleasures that Alana speaks of.

Alana easily convinces Captain Adam and her husband, Shawn, to let the two off the boat with Chris and Clark. Once off the Desire, the two work their way through the markets to experience the Spanish owned island's way of life. As Theresa lays on the beach after a good meal, Alana leaves to speak with someone.

When Alana returns, she takes Theresa to a quiet house in the middle of the island while exciting her with the pleasures that hide within. When Alana, Theresa, Chris and Clark walk through the doors, they are immediately immersed in the strange yet pleasurable scents within. The owner of the house, an old friend of Alana's, has the two brutes taken away to experience the pleasure of Spanish women while taking Alana and Theresa to a dark room of their own.

Once the two women are within the doors of the dark room, they find themselves surrounded by at least a dozen big black men. As the room is slowly lightened with candles, the two are taken on a journey of pleasure. Theresa's first ever experience with multiple black men takes her to new levels of intense pleasure. As her desire upon the lands grows, so too does her cravings for more big black men in the room...

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Desire Upon the Lands

By Trevon Carter

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Desire Upon the Lands

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Theresa groaned as she moved in bed.  Her whole body ached as she rolled to her side.  She wasn't sure how she would ever get used to her body creaking and complaining in the morning after an incredible night out with Alana.

Her husband, the Captain, Adam, had already left to lead the crew of the Desire.  She tried to roll out of bed but stopped as her body roared in agony.  Theresa sighed and landed on her back.

She had now been out with Alana and various slaves at least four times.  The last three of which, she participated in.  Each time, her body ached after the experience, and each time Alana said it would get better with more experience.  Theresa began to question if she'd ever be accustomed to the power and stamina of the Africans aboard.

She felt the ship turn, rocking as it moved against the currents.  Each rock of the ship made her move, and in turn, groan as her body ached.  She closed her eyes, trying to go back to sleep when the door opened and Alana walked in.

"Are you still in bed?"  Alana asked.

"Oh, I think I'm going to be in here for a while.  I don't know how you do it," Theresa replied.

"Are you still aching?"

"Absolutely.  It seems to hurt every time."

"Oh my dear, you are just a little sensitive one," Alana replied.

"I really have no idea how you do it so often.  My... my womanhood is still so sore," Theresa said, her face turning slightly pink in embarrassment.

"Just move around.  If you just lay there, your body is going to ache more," Alana replied.

"Just give me a bit to sleep a little more and then I'll move about," Theresa responded.

Alana shook her head and sat on a seat across the bed.  "Did you hear?"

"About what?"

"I'm guessing yo9u felt the ship turn?"  Alana asked.

"Yes, that didn't feel good at all," Theresa replied.

"Well, we're making a short stop apparently," Alana informed.

"A short stop?  Is that normal?"

"It happens.  It's usually a supply run, as well as to sell some of the slaves aboard the ship," Alana replied.

"Really?  They're not all taken home?"

"No, there's a bit higher demand on these islands.  The European settlements around here import them in huge batches," Alana replied.

"Wow... And where are we headed to?"

"Kingston," Alana said with anticipation.

The name sounded familiar but Theresa couldn't recall why.  She closed her eyes again, trying to drift off.

"Hopefully you're recovered by the time we dock," Alana said.

"Why?"  Theresa asked, her eyes still closed.

"Kingston is absolutely stunning.  Some of the softest sand I have ever felt is on their beaches.  It's an absolutely amazing place.  And if we stay overnight a couple days like these usually go, then..."  Alana paused and watched as Theresa opened her eyes and looked back at her.

"On the beach again?"  Theresa asked.

"That's right, in the beautiful moonlight, and this time, this time you can even join in," Alana replied excitedly.

Even though her body was sore, Theresa still felt it grow warm with anticipation.  Her crotch grew wet at the thought of taking the slaves while on the beach.  She groaned as her loins burned with lust, reignited by the thoughts of pleasure that only the powerful black men had been able to provide.

"So, do you think you'll be ready?"  Alana asked.

"How much time do I have to rest?"

"Shawn said we'd be docking in a couple days," Alana replied.

"Then yes, but as long as there are no... well, wild nights in between," Theresa said.

"That's fair.  I guess I should rest up too.  Don't want to ruin my appetite," Alana laughed.

Theresa shook her head and closed her eyes again.  Alana stood up, leaned in, kissed Theresa on the forehead and headed out.  Theresa closed her eyes and tried to fall asleep but failed due to the excitement.

"Damn Alana," Theresa whispered as she groaned and rolled back on her side.

The thoughts of taking on more black men while on a beach made her warm.  Her fingers tiptoed around her sore sex, debating on whether not to please herself in the condition she was currently in.  She sighed, decided against it and shut her eyes again, slowly drifting into her dreams.

***

Theresa looked around in excitement as the Desire slowly turned to the nearest dock.  Adam was at the helm, ordering the crew about.  Shawn was off to the side, shouting at others, frantically trying to get the anchor down.

"Are you excited?"  Alana asked.

"Absolutely," Theresa replied with a grin.

"You're definitely looking better," Alana commented.

"I told you, just needed a bit of rest," Theresa said.

"A bit?  I don't think I have seen you in the past two days," Alana laughed.

"That's not because I wasn't out, it's because you were hiding somewhere," Theresa replied.

"Really now?  I would've sworn you were in the Captain's quarters all this time," Alana rebuked.

"Maybe for just half a day."

The two laughed as they realized how absurd their conversation was getting.  They watched as the members of the crew struggled to throw ropes off the side of the ship.  Theresa was surprised by the color of the turquoise water as it splashed against the ship and the docks.

"Wow, look at the water," Theresa commented.

"Oh, that's nothing.  Wait until I take you to the shore up this coast.  It's absolutely stunning," Alana quipped.

"How often have you been here?"

"Kingston?  I think this is now my... fifth time, maybe?"

"Amazing... five times?  I can't believe how often you travel with Shawn," Theresa said, surprised.

"I've also been to Haiti, but I've never been one for the French.  They always seem so snobby," Alana added.

"Oh, I love French cuisine," Theresa said.

"We could probably find some here.  This whole island was once owned by the French.  I'm sure there are still some remnants we could visit that have French cuisines," Alana replied.

"That'd be really nice!"  Theresa said excitedly.

"We're going to have to find Chris and Clark.  They'll be the best ones to go out and about with us.  They may complain here and there but at least their ignorance helps," Alana said.

"You don't think Adam and Shawn will try to hang out with us on the island?"  Theresa inquired.

"Maybe during the day, and that's a big maybe.  They'll be too busy trying to negotiate the sales of the slaves here.  And then they'll be too busy drinking and fucking their slaves to travel with us at night," Alana continued, a bit of a bite to her words at the tail end.

"So you're going to just stop them from even being able to suggest going out with us?"  Theresa asked.

"Yes, that is it exactly.  Now come, let's find Chris and Clark before the two idiots decide they want to stay on the ship," Alana said.

The two rushed through the upper deck, trying to find the two lumbering members of the crew.  Theresa thought they'd be resting somewhere in secret but didn't know where they would potentially hide.  After a failed first attempt looking around, the two decided to split up.

"Theresa!"  A voice rang out.

Theresa looked up to see her husband glaring down at her.  He still didn't like her on the deck by herself.  Theresa smiled, waved, and pointed towards Alana's last location.

Adam turned his head to see Alana and then turned his attention back to his wife.  He shook his head and waved her in.

"Come here!"  He yelled.

Theresa sighed and headed up towards her husband.  She looked back to see Alana briefly glance up before continuing her hunt for Chris and Clark.  As she neared her husband, she could hear him sigh in frustration.

"Yes?"  Theresa asked.

"What are you two doing?  You know how much I dislike you and Alana out and about like this," Adam questioned.

Theresa found it funny now that her husband didn't like her wandering around.  Now that she knew he was sleeping with slaves, she wanted to yell at him and tell him that he shouldn't be wandering around eying potential mates on the ship.  She held back her anger and just nodded.

"I know, I'm sorry honey.  I just really wanted to see this island.  Look how beautiful it is!"  Theresa replied.

"And what are you two looking for?"  Adam asked.

"We thought it'd be a good idea to get out of your hair when we docked and visit the shops at the port.  We figured Chris and Clark were two brutes that no one would want to mess with so we wanted to find them," Theresa replied.

Shawn swung by and tapped Adam on the shoulder.  He leaned in towards Adam's ear.

"Hey, it'd be good if they hung around outside.  After we sell some slaves, maybe we can grab a few for an afternoon break," Shawn whispered.</ [...]