A year had passed, and Janet went back to the same Bermuda resort, but this time without David... intentionally. He didn't mind her going, and she had such a good and rejuvenating time last year that she wanted to try it again.

After checking in, she went to her villa and got ready for dinner. She wore her little black dress, which always seemed to bring her luck in attracting a man. At dinner, a younger, attractive, and smiling black man approached her and asked if he might join her. To her shock, it was Peter, the same Canadian man she had met a year ago!

After reacquainting themselves, they enjoyed a nice dinner. It seems Peter also loved the resort and the fun he had last year, and also came back exactly one year later. They both felt it was fate that they met again, and Janet was thrilled at the chance to perhaps have a week-long affair with this handsome and sexy man. After dinner, she invited him to her villa, but he said he had a business call he had to take as a condition of his taking this vacation that week, so he had to pass. But he asked if they could meet at the pool tomorrow after lunch. She agreed, though she was disappointed that he was not available that evening.

When she got back to her villa, she went to her bedroom, stripped, and masturbated to the thoughts she had about fucking Peter. She used her vibrator and dildo, and drove herself wild, having a wonderful orgasm that helped her get to sleep.

o o o

The next day, after a nice breakfast at the restaurant, and no sign of Peter, she killed the hours until lunch on the internet, often straying onto porn sites to see some black men and their fine bodies, and cocks! She enjoyed the porn all through lunch and intentionally did not succumb to masturbating, having high hopes for the afternoon. By the time she was to meet Peter at the pool, she was already beyond horny.

She found Peter as planned, and they sat together on adjacent lounges. He looked great in his Speedo, his 'equipment' creating a nice bulge which only reminded Janet of what she craved from him.

They laughed at how much of themselves they were both showing in their skimpy swimsuits. Then he invited her to swim with him, and she agreed, so they went into the pool. After some playful swim time, during which he lifted her over his shoulders, and she rested with her pussy against the back of his neck, Janet got so excited that she told him she wanted to get out of the pool, so they did. The pressure on her cunt while riding Peter's neck really turned her on, and she didn't want to wait to be more intimate with him.

Since they were quite comfortable with one another by now, he delighted Janet with an honest thought.

"You know, we could show even more skin if we went to one of our villas," he suggested with a laugh.

She loved his attempt at a humorous way to offer to have sex with her, and she didn't have to think, but replied, "Why not?"

So they left the pool and went to his villa.

o o o

Peter was different than Reginald had been last year, less smooth and polished than the Englishman, but a very likable Canadian. And his looks in a Speedo didn't hurt.

Janet decided to take the lead with Peter, so when they got to his suite, she took her mini-kini off and posed for him, dancing in circles, naked.

"Do you see anything you like?" she coyly asked.

"I sure do. Come here!" he ordered.

She walked to him, and he hugged her close, pulling her breasts against his chest, and making sure the erection in his Speedo pressed against her abdomen just above her pussy.

"Perhaps you could help me out of this tight swimsuit?" he asked.

"But of course, but let's go to the bedroom first," Janet exclaimed with an eagerness in her voice.

So they moved to the bedroom. Janet sat on the bed, while Peter stood alongside.

"Well, look at us! Two souls, aroused and ready to fool around!" Janet said.

"You know, I have some toys in my luggage. How about I use them on you"? he asked.

"Okay, as long as you aren't going to hurt me," a very adventurous Janet stated.

So Peter went to his luggage and returned with his hands full. He had a blindfold, cuffs, ropes, a vibrator, and a riding crop.

"Do these look okay with you?" he asked.

Janet looked at the items.

"Well, I'd love to be blindfolded, cuffed, and vibrated while I'm helpless, but I'm not sure about the riding crop," she said.

"I could give you a safe word, and you could say it if anything is too much, and I'd stop," he answered.

"Okay, let's do that," she answered, feeling she had negotiated a win-win.

"Let's put the blindfold on you, then," Peter said. He placed the blindfold over her eyes and secured the ties behind her head. Then he had her lie on her back, blindfolded.

o o o

"Okay, your safe word is 'pornsite', something I'm sure you can remember. Now, let's have you lift your rear, and I'll tuck this pillow under your sweet ass, you sexy slut," he ordered as he moved a large villa pillow to the center of the bed.

"Oh, slut, is it? I like that!" she exclaimed with a bit of pride in her voice.

Janet lay on her back on the pillow, which raised her pelvis and pussy in a pronounced way. Peter centered her, then attached cuffs to her wrists and secured them to the top of the bed frame. Being blind and increasingly helpless, she was loving the thrill she was feeling, and her pussy was getting wetter by the minute. Next, he attached cuffs to her ankles and attached them to the bottom of the frame. When he tightened the ropes, she was spread-eagled on the bed, with the pillow pushing her snatch up and leaving her completely exposed.

"Everything okay, slut?" Peter asked.

"Yes," she replied. "So what are you going to do with me now, you naughty boy?" she queried with a little laugh sneaking through.

"I'm going to arouse you until you can't take any more, and then I'm going to keep going. How does that sound, you horny girl?"

"It sounds like fun for me. But when do you get to get off?" she asked.

"That comes later, at the end. So let's begin to take you to heaven and beyond, you desperate slut," he answered.

Then Peter climbed on the bed between her legs and put his mouth on her shaved pussy. He licked her up and down and got her pussy lips open before he stroked her with his tongue, yielding moans of delight from Janet. He darted in and out of her entrance, causing her to squirm a bit, but when he licked her clit, she jerked at the jolt of arousal she felt. He continued to lick her slit and clit until she swooned. As he did, he moved his hands to her breasts, cupped them, and rolled her nipples between his fingers and thumbs.

Janet loved the feel of his tongue on her pussy, and she moaned with her approval. Being blind and helpless to stop him, and with her senses amplified, Janet was totally turned on. Peter continued to suck and lick her cunt, which made Janet squirm in untold pleasure, but when she was on the verge of her climax, he stopped.

"Oh, don't stop! That was wonderful," she cried out.

"Hold on, slut. There's even better to come!" he replied.

Peter took the vibrator and pressed it against her pussy, keeping Janet's pussy lips open, then turned it on low. He buzzed her cunt up and down, and she jerked and squirmed every time the vibe grazed over her swollen clit. Soon, he made sure to pause over her clit with every pass to make her squirm and sigh, until he stopped moving the vibrator altogether. With the buzzing confined to her clit, Janet was quickly losing control. She wiggled and writhed as much as the ropes would allow, moaned, and sighed with pleasure as she loved what Peter was doing to her. It wasn't long before she spasmed and came, soaking her entire private area with her pent-up juices. He took the vibe away for a moment to turn it on high.

Thoroughly turned on and unable to escape the vibrator, Janet had to take whatever Peter dished out, and he showed a certain determination to give her intense orgasms. He returned the vibe to her cunt and again rested it on her clit. She squirmed in ecstasy, moaned loudly, and quickly came a second time. Janet felt more turned on than at any time in her life, her pussy alive with craving for more as she loved Peter's assault on her helpless cunt. She breathed deeply as the vibrations drove her to another orgasm, this one so intense that she squirted, which she had never done before. It was wonderful, and she craved even more.

But now Peter suddenly stopped, again, pulled the vibrator away, and turned it off.

"Oh my God, that was SO good! Why did you stop?" she asked.

"You will see... or more correctly, you will feel, soon, you insatiable slut," he answered.

o o o

Unseen by Janet, Peter traded the vibrator for the riding crop and began to drag its leather tip up and down her exposed thighs. She felt the tickle of the leather on sensitive skin and squirmed as he slowly moved the crop toward her pussy. There, he rubbed it around her wet folds, and she moaned with delight. Then he lightly tapped her clit with the crop's leather tip, and she jerked and cried out as the leather touched her completely engorged nub.

"Oh God, that felt good! Don't stop!"

"As you wish, my dear slut," Peter responded.

And Peter delivered as he continued to tap her clit, increasing the impact of the taps, and their pleasure, while Janet wiggled and squirmed to escape its intensity, but was restrained and unable to avoid the torment. With the pillow propping up her pussy, and her clit, to a most exposed height, she cried out in some pain, and an infinite degree of pleasure, with each smack of the riding crop. It was a pain-based arousal that she had never known before.

"Please don't stop, Peter!" she cried out.

"Whatever you'd like, slut," Peter replied as he continued to smack her clit with the riding crop, now a little harder.

Janet was so turned on that, despite, or maybe because of the discomfort, she knew she was about to cum as she had never cum before. Any amount of pain she had to endure was worth it. As Peter continued to torment her clit, Janet could think of nothing but the impending orgasm that would wipe her out. The sting of each leather strike on her helpless clit was exciting her with anticipation, and while it was painful, it hurt in a way that was a total turn on, a prelude to intense pleasure.

When the anguish began to overtake her, and just before she was about to say her safe word to make it stop, she had one particularly exhilarating impact that sent her over the edge. Janet jerked and heaved up, the ropes straining to hold her. Peter stopped and watched as Janet had the strongest orgasm of her life! She squirted again, harder than ever, and the release was like nothing she'd ever experienced. She felt like she was in heaven as her entire cunt was alive with excitement at cumming so hard, and squirting all the sexual tension from her body. A moment later, she squirted again, less intensely, but more relaxed. After a few more tremors, she collapsed.

Peter let her relax and recover for a minute, then he removed his Speedo, climbed between her legs, and put his erection into her. He thrust deeply and quickly, being incredibly aroused from watching Janet's orgasms. She was so relaxed after her incredible climaxes, she hardly noticed as Peter pummelled her pussy. In minutes, he jerked and came, shooting his jism into her before pulling out.

o o o

When he recovered sufficiently, he took the blindfold off Janet and undid the cuffs, then got washcloths so they could both clean up. After they were wiped clean, they dressed, and he walked her to her villa, where he kissed her at the door. He asked her if she would accompany him to dinner, and she agreed.

Janet went inside and collapsed. She had never had sex as satisfying as that, and she understood now how some women could endure a lot of pain when it meant the best sex of their lives would follow. She hoped for a repeat performance that evening!