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Hi is Devlin and welcome to another episode of Wild
in Bed, your destination for salacious stories, sensual satisfaction and
fingerlicking good fantasies. And you can know this podcast is
best enjoyed laying on your bed. Just loosen any clothing
you never know, put your earbuds in, close your eyes,
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Just go ahead and take a deep breath and hold
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letting go of any tension, any stress. For the next
forty minutes or so, it's just you in my voice.
This is your time, Your time to relax, your time
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woman as you listen to my voice and feel the
story moving through your body as you enjoy tonight's show.
And Jane stood on the beach, letting the warm sensation
of the sun kiss and caress her feet as a
tide washed in welcome brush of cold, clean ocean water
over her feet, somehow making the whole experience more surreal
and sensuous. Looking at her phone for at least one
hundredth time in two days, she reread the email confirming
that the payment of ten thousand dollars had been made
into her account. Mentally, she had to pinch herself again.
Less than a week ago, she was trying to negotiate
with her landlord over her unpaid rent under threat of eviction. Now,
as she was stood on a tropical island with ten
thousand dollars in the bank and enjoying a rather nice
alcoholic drink. Looking out to the distant horizon, she found
her mind drifting back to when she first read the
advert online broad minded artists mus needed for Caribbean vacation.
Wanted for companionship and inspiration, only ten thousand dollars payable
in advance. It had seemed fairly innocent at the time,
although that could have been helped by the margueritas lined
up on the bar and the council of her best
friend Louise, who was admittedly a lot wilder than she was.
But here she was awaiting the arrival of this artist
and to find out exactly what she had gotten herself into.
Finding a large rock to sit on to enjoy the view,
and relaxed with possibly the most impulsive choice of her life.
Lost in the ebb and flow of the tide and
the gentle caress of the sun, it might have been
minutes or maybe hours that passed before she heard a
deep voice speaking gently in her ear. Jane presume. His
voice jolted her back into reality. Dann this soft sand,
she hadn't even heard him approach, turning, she would have
fallen off the rock. Had he not had the lightning
reflexes to grab her hand, holding her securely with his strong,
long fingers as his sensuous lips spread into a broad smile.
How many of those of you had, he said, his
velvety undertones washing over her body, Just one, she muttered,
her eyes falling upon the most sparkly blue eyes she
had ever seen. He had such a sensuous feel to
his eyes she had to resist her to gasp his
smile broadened, accentuated by the stubbly beard around his jewel line.
After he helped her from the rock, she drew herself
up to her full height, but she still had to
tip her head upward to look at his face. His
broad chest make it even more difficult to see him fully.
I'm nick and I'm glad you could come, he said gently.
Would you like another drink, as that one seems to
have spilled somewhat, then we might have a chat about
what exactly will happen on this vacation. Still mesmerized by
his eyes, it was all Jane could do to nod.
Maybe another drink would help break whatever spell this was.
She followed obediently as he led her over the sand
toward the beachside bar. She didn't even hear what he
ordered for them both to drink, but from the first
sip she could tell it was decadent and intoxicating. As
they moved into a quiet seating area away from the
main bar, they made small talk about the journey to
the resort, how it was so different from our city
living lifestyle, until he finally said, so, let's talk about
this vacation. Jane still couldn't believe that she had come
all this way and didn't know the details of what
was expected of her apart from companionship and inspiration. He
smiled as he said, you can leave any time you like.
Flights off the island are every day. If you decide
it's not for you, then we can shake hands. You
can keep the money and return home. If you decide
to stay, then I promise you and experience like no other.
He studied her for a moment before continuing, I'm part
of a group of artists who meet every year for
a week of creative inspiration. It largely involves dancing around
the fire, talking, telling stories. Mostly have muses with us,
but not everyone. We like people to bring a little
more from the outside of our rather confined world, to
bring reality into it and keep us grounded. He watched
her again, obviously awaiting a response, and all Jane could
manage was a feeble okay. Taking that as the limit
of a response, Nick continued, sometimes sings can get a
little sallacious. The art can become erotic and very physical.
He paused for a moment, his tongue caressing over his lips,
bringing carnal thoughts to life, though spread like a wildfire
through a body. After the longest moment, he continued, You
won't be expected to join in anything like that. If
you want to, that is up to you. But for
the next week, I would like it if you just
immersed yourself in the creativity of the week and speak
as you see things, bring your experiences, your life into it.
I can leave any time, definitely, and I won't be
pushed into doing anything I don't want to, she muttered,
trying desperately to sound sensible and ignore the sensations moving
through a body and thoughts flickering through her mind. You
have my word, you have a return ticket, and it's open,
so you can use it anytime you want. Jane's mind
flickered back to the still pack suitcase in a room.
Maybe it would just stay that way just in case.
Why not return to your room, shower and relax. It
will be a couple of hours before most of the
other artists arrive. Maybe I could pick you up about
seven and we could go to the opening night bonfire together.
It's only a time to relax and enjoy ourselves, nothing else.
He should also help make things a little clearer, and
the sunsets here are just something you don't want to miss.
Jane just nodded again before Nick took her hand gently
and led her back to the beachside hotel. When they
reached the foyer, he asked, which room are you in?
The question shocked Jane out of her stupor what the
hell was wrong with her? She was sure she was
drawling just by watching this man thirty six She said, Wow,
that's lucky. He responded, I'm in thirty seven. Means I
won't have any problems finding your room. Taking both their
key cards and thanking the receptionist, they walked down the
bright and spacious corridor to their rooms. As they reached
Jane's door, he slid the key card into the door
handle and opened the door with a flourish before saying,
I'm just next door if you have any questions. As
the door slid quietly shut behind Jane, she suddenly felt
free of his presence. Walking past the suitcase in the
middle of the room, she collapsed on the bed, staring
at her ceiling, trying to make sense of the past hour,
of the past week. It must be jet lag, she
muttered to herself, I'm tired from the flight, completely ignoring
the fact that the flight had only been three hours
long and she had slept most of the way. She
comforted herself with her logic. None the less, the outcome
must have been way stronger than I thought, and with
the sea air, it must have made me so horrific.
She had firm inquiet desperately to rationalize her strange behavior.
With this man. Taking a moment to enjoy the cool
breeze blowing through the open window, Jane couldn't help but
drift back to the image of his eyes that sparkle
as he watched her. The way his tongue danced over
his lips without warning, Jane felt a burst of a
rousal between her thighs. Her hands moved over her breast.
As she imagined his tongue teasing around her nipples, taunting
them and dragging the edge of his teeth along them,
pinching one between forefinger and thumb, she felt the rush
of a rousal moving over her body, that sensation she
had long since forgotten. Pushing her feet into the mattress,
she lifted her pelvis up and lifted her skirt as
her rather hand dived between her thighs, her pelvis moving
up to meet her hand as she felt the cool
sea breeze caressing the white lace of her exposed panties.
Gasping at the kiss of air, her fingers found the
edge of her panties and dripping with desire, she pushed
her panties to one side, sliding her fingers along her folds,
her legs pushing down the hard on the mattress to
every movement of her fingers as she rubbed hard on
the cliit, alternating between pinching it and rubbing furiously with
her fingers. In her mind's eye, she could see those
eyes looking up at her. She could feel those lips
sucking on her folds before his tongue flicked voraciously at
her clit, and then the sensation of those fingers thrusting
between her folds, massaging the walls of her pussy as
it clutched needily on them, her moans becoming louder with
every thrust, going from a gentle moan to a hoarse groan,
before the waves of pleasure embraced her fully and an
orgasm exploded in her core as she cried out loudly,
her eyes fixed on the gentle movement of the ceiling
fan as it circled above her. Panting. Shocked at her
own abandoned, she closed her eyes. The image flickered back
to life of his smiling lips as he lifted himself
from between her thighs, his trimmed beard glistening with her pleasure,
before he sank his mouth onto hers, and they indulged
in the taste of her satisfaction. Moaning gently with desire,
Jane drifted to sleep, with dreams of beeches and bonfires
and blue eyed artists fueling her desires. A loud knock
at the door woke a sharp rolling over. Jane looked
at the clock on the night stand, seven pm. Shit,
she muttered, She'd only closed her eyes for a moment.
Give me five minutes, please, she cried out in panic.
She was never late for anything. Okay, come down to
the bonfire on the beach when you're ready. You can't
miss it, A muffled voice said from outside the door.
As she listened to Nick's footsteps disappeared down the corridor.
She collected her thoughts before rolling out of bed. As
she slipped her skirt off, the evening air kissed at
her thighs, highlighting the sensation of dampness of her earlier
orgasm that still caressed her soft skin. Already late, her
shower was rushed, and she grabbed the first wraparound skirt
she could find in her suitcase before choosing the shirt
next time to it along with fresh panties and bra
It wasn't exactly matching, but it would have to do.
Smearing a generous amount of coconut body lotion over her
body to cover any remaining fragrance, she slipped her feet
into her sandals and left the room, quickly trying to
adjust her hair in the warm mounted mirrors as she
walked down the corridor. As she stepped through the sliding
doors of the hotel, she could already see the dancing
tip of the flames of the bonfire on the beach.
The sound of music resonated gently into the midnight air,
a deep, vibrant sound that she could feel throbbing deep inside,
as if it was rousing some long forgotten animal within her.
From the patta at the front of the hotel, Jane
could just make out the water color of the sunset
beyond the fire. Nick had been right about one thing.
From what she could see, it was simply stunning. The
sky was ablaze with oranges, yellows, reds, and purples as
a veil of nights slowly descended over the sky. Not
wanting to break the magic of the scene in front
of her, Jane waited for a few moments before stepping
down the wooden steps that led to the beach. Even
through her sandals, she could fill the soft caress of
the sand cushioning every step, every step taking her closer
to the fire and into that music that resonated across
the sands. Eventually, she stood on the outskirts of the
circle of people gathered around the fire, watching them curiously.
For a moment. There were people playing various instruments for
the sound that came through strongest was the sound of drums,
their throbbing beat pulsating through Jane's body, Watching the bodies
move in time with the music, the flames of the
fire casting a golden hue over them. Men and women
ride at the command of the sounds. There's silhouettes merging
into new carnal shapes in the backdrop of the fire.
Scanning the faces sat around the fire, she eventually found
Nick chatting in a small group. Nervously, she made her
way across the beach to him, his face lighting up
standing as he says, Hi, Jane, I'm so glad you
could make it, his hand moving to offer her receipt.
I was a little worried i'd put you off earlier,
he said, with his broad, easy smile spreading across his
face as he winked knowingly to her. Turning to the group,
he announced proudly, this is Jane, my muse for a
few days. Indicating to each person in turn, said said
this is Mark. He's a tattooist. Gwynn here works as
a receptionist, but as an up and coming material artist.
Ron does beautiful things with clay and Last, but not least,
is Louise, who can paint the most beautiful scenery. An
anthem of various greetings emanated from the group, their faces
a pastiche of smiles in the firelight. As Jane sat down,
Mark and Gwynn excuse himself so they might dance. There
was just something about watching them dance in the firelight,
something so sensuous and passionate. Mesmerized by their movements, Jane
didn't notice when Nick returned with two drinks, oblivious to him,
putting one in her hand. A gentle throb began moving
through Jane, her thighs clenching gently, her core trembling with
a hitherto unknown desire. Nick leaned in closer and whispered,
this is all about relaxing for the week, letting go
of the outside. You feel free to dance if you want.
Jane just nodded, transfixed by the movements of the couple
in front of her. As she watched Glint slide her
hands over Mark's chest, loosening his shirt, she felt drawn
further into the dance. In response, his hand moved over
her breast, unbuttoning her shirt. The movement of her breast
in the firelight just so erotic that Jane could not
help but moan gently, squeezing her thighs together tightly, her
pussy clutching in perfect time with the music. Without realizing it,
Jane had started brushing the cold drink over her reck nipples,
moaning gently as the cold stimulated the fire burning within them.
Of the hand dropping between her thighs, feeling the heat
pressing through her skirt, the desire growing through her body.
Putting the glass down in the sand, she turned to
Nick and said, let's dance. Not waiting for a second request,
Nick's hands and led her by the hand to the
edge of the fire. Slowly, Jane began to sway to
the sound of the music, the movement of her body
accentuating the desire growing within her, the heat of the
fire igniting her own heat. Her hands exploring Nick's firm chest,
un busting his shirt, caressing over his erect nipples, his
moans of desire, bringing him closer to her, her hands
slipping over the plane of his stomach. Feeling his erection
through his pants, she squeezed it firmly. Nick's hands moved
over her breast, pinching and nipples through the material of
her shirt. The lace of her brow, accentuating the sensation.
Rubbing the pad of her thumb over his cock. She
could feel it trembling with need. Suddenly a panic flowed
over her. What the hell was she doing? She wants
this strange man to fuck her right here, right now,
in front of all these people watching. This isn't her
When the hell does she become such a horn dog?
Pushing herself away firmly, she turned and ran across the
cooling sand toward the sea, panicking about this uncontrollable desire
moving through her body. Reaching the lapping tide, the cool
water kissing at her feet, Jane stopped for a moment,
looking out at the horizon. Is this what she wanted?
She wanted him, definitely, But in front of all those people?
Could she really expose herself like this? This has to
be the craziest thing she had ever done. Suddenly, strong
arms are around her, embracing her. Nick's warm breath is
caressing her neck as he whispers, Look, Jane, this place
isn't about you doing anything you don't want to. It
is about doing anything you do want to but have
felt that you can't in the outside world because of
the restrictions of society. Jane relaxed into the security of
his arms, the beating of his heart against her back
as he continued, just enjoy what you want to do, Jane,
don't feel obligated to do anything. Turning to face him,
she smiled gently. It's been so long and I've never
done anything publicly. Suddenly, his hands were up and down
her back, stoking her desire further. His firm body pressed
tightly against hers. It was all Jane could do to
sigh as he held her chin and kissed her deeply.
Their tongues danced as his fingers fed through her hair,
massaging her scalp, the sensations electrifying her body. Caught in
a wave of passion, Jane fumbled with his gens, unzipping
them before they fell to the sand, his hard cock
pressing against her with need and desire. Grasping him firmly,
she kissed down his stomach, before kneeling before him and
teasing along the length of his cock with her tongue.
The cold sea water caressed between her thighs, kissing her
warm throbbing pussy, accentuating the ache she felt in her core.
Looking up, she watched his face moving in raptures of
pleasure as her fingers cradled his ash cheeks, massaging them
before sliding her lips down the entire length of his cock,
slowly immersing herself in the excitement of feeling him get
even harder in her mouth, his erect cock pulsing as
her tongue danced around his girth, sliding her mouth up
and down his length, teasing him with the edge of
her teeth. Nick started to thrust gently into her mouth,
threatening the back of her throat as his body tensed.
Looking down, he slid his cock from her mouth before
laying down on the sand, taking her hand and pulling
her over him. Jane reached down and gently massaged his
firm erection, stroking it as she teased it along the
edge of her panties, feeling it throb against her folds
as she slid her panties to one side, guiding him inside,
watching his eyes glisten in the last of the daylight
as his body arched slightly before he pushed his hips
up to fill her completely. For a moment, they were
absolutely silent, absorbed by the feeling of his hard cock
filling her kneedy pussy completely. Nick lifted his fingers to
her hair, stroking through it, before caressing down her face,
her neck, and then rubbing her reing nipples between his
finger and thumb as he started to push his hips up,
thrusting into her with determination, the length of his cock
rubbing along her clip, forcing moans of pleasure from Jane's lips.
Moving her pelvis to meet his thruss, she placed her
hands on his chest to steady herself, rubbing her hands
over his body as she could feel his cock moving
deeper and deeper inside of her, his thrust becoming arder
and harder. Hearing him moan with passion, with need, almost
growling as he fugged her pussy just fueled Jane's desire further,
her own sensations growing as her pussy clutched at his
cock as if it wanted to hold it inside her,
never to let it go. She could hear an unfamiliar
sound coming from her own lips, one of pure cardinal lust.
As she rowed his body harder and arder, his hips
rising in perfect time to meet every movement of her pussy.
Jane clutched at his chest as her thighs tensed her
cow throbbing as his hands moved down her stomach and
rubbed her cleat The sensations were undeniable. She couldn't hold
back as she turned her head skyward and screamed, oh fuck,
Nick and coming, his guttural moans becoming growls, His thrust
deep and hard as his body tensed, exploding warm come
inside her. As he growled, oh shit, Jane her own
body electrovine to the sensation of his warm come inside her.
Her orgasm resonated through every cell. Her pussy grasped hard
at his cock as her orgasm exploded through her whole body.
Without waiting, he slid his cop from her pussy, sliding
down the sand until his mouth sucked hungrily at her clip,
his tongue flicking like a voracious animal. The waves of
her orgasm continued to move up and down her body,
getting faster and fast as he sucked her clip between
his teeth. Jane's fingers moved through his hair, pushing her
pussy down against his mouth as she rubbed it over
his beard, the tinkling sensation of his stubble forcing another
orgasm to grow through her body. Not wanting to restrain herself, anymore.
She rowed his mouth without inner ambition, her strong thighs
tensing around his head as the ache of her next
climax moved through every nerve of her body. Grasping her breast,
she rubbed them firmly, her nipples sending shock waves of
pleasure to a core as her body exploded in another orgasm.
Panting gently, she slid back down his body. Nick's hands
moved back through her long hair, pulling her lips down
to his stopping him for a moment. She lost herself
in the depth of his eyes as she smiled with
satisfaction at the glistening of her pleasure on his beard,
before she accepted his invitation to a kiss, Tasting their
pleasures combined on his tongue. They kissed long and deep,
surrendering to the pleasure of the night. After the longest moment,
Jane rested her head against his chest, listening to his
heart beat gradually slowing, before whispering, Okay, I guess I'm
relaxed now. Listening to the sound of his gentle laugh
through his chest, she lifted her head and stared straight
into his eyes as she said, let's stay here for
a while. My sentiments exactly, he replied, before pulling her
head back onto his chest as they enjoyed the gentle
caress of the night breeze, allowing it to take them
wherever they need to be. Now. I hope you enjoyed that.
I do hope so, but for now and always with
your pleasure in mind. This is devil and Wild, wishing
you salacious dreams.
Speaker 2: Is seen at the stay at Spain and into state,
inducted into a deep stucticate