Chapter 9 - Honeymoon
The flight over required a connection in London. We decided to take the longer layover, and had an overnight stay in London. We were both too tired for anything spectacular that night. Jane slid out of her panties, and we made love slowly in bed, until we were too tired to continue. I held her all night, not wanting to let go of my wife. We woke up, showered together, and were back on our way towards Athens.
Day two was another like our first day. We got into the room, Jane pulled me into the shower, and we had slow, passionate sex while we washed. By the time we had decided we couldn't really keep going, we just held each other as the water rained down on us. "Tom" Jane started to say, but drifted with her thoughts.
"No, I never thought it either" I replied, knowing. Jane turned and looked at me, and smiled. Then she pushed her butt into my crotch, which set off another round of sex in the shower. We were tired again a half hour later. I dried off and lay in the bed, watching the movie Roadhouse on the TV, or at least the Greek translation of it. I didn't mind, I pretty much knew the movie by heart at this point.
Jane came out of the bathroom, in only her panties, and saw what I was watching. "Men" she rolled her eyes, then plopped down on the bed next to me, taking my arm and placing it around her, then on her left breast. She lay herself on me. We just relaxed like that, enjoying each other. Dinner that night was room service. We stayed naked for that.
By day three of our honeymoon, we were finally getting out of the hotel. I was sitting on the beach, under the umbrella, reading a novel, waiting for Jane to come out of the hotel. I wasn't sure what was taking her so long, but she told me to go down without her. I looked at the hotel, saw nothing, went back to my book for a minute, and looked up. I saw her, exiting the hotel, wearing a beautiful wrap, and a bikini top that, while modest by many standards, only covered half of the girls. A huge grin slowly crossed my face. Jane's confidence was there, in that bikini top, but what happened next floored me. She saw me, looked at me, smiled her little seductive smile, and removed the wrap, then turned to get us a couple drinks at the beach bar, and she was wearing a thong bikini bottom. I saw the heads turn among the other tourists. Holy shit. I hadn't expected it from her, ever. From the side, her bikini amplified her bosom, her thong separating and displaying her large, perfect ass. She looked like a voluptuous model from Playboy of the 1950s.
Two drinks in hand, and her wrap flung over her shoulder, she approached me. "Your drink, sir" she said, in a seductive voice.
"I actually ordered the girl" I said, and she set down her drink, threw her wrap at me, and ran for the water. I chased, and we fell into the ocean together, laughing. We spent a few hours on the beach, her lounging under the umbrella with me, and I not getting a single page read as I couldn't keep my eyes off of her.
She noticed that, but didn't say anything until we returned to our room. She jumped onto me, shoving me onto the bed. "Do you need me to " I started, but realized that there was no need to get her ready.
"The way you looked at me down at the beach did all the work" she said, pulling off my trunks, and mounting me in one move. "Oh Tom" she trailed off, and began to slowly ride me, her boobs bouncing under her bikini top. She moved faster, and eventually the top lost the war of holding her tits in, and they popped out, one then the other. I untied the string, and the top fell away. I gently tweaked her nipples, and she tossed herself back, supporting herself with her hands. As she rode me, and I played with her breasts, I saw an opening, and took it; I moved one hand down, rubbed my thumb around her vagina, and then began to gently play with her clit. She suddenly jumped forward, and though she tried to say something, it only game out as a loud moan. Jane completely soaked me, and after a minute of trying to keep going, collapsed forward on me, crushing her considerable assets into my chest.
"Jane, oh, we're not done" I sort of trailed off, and she looked up at me, seemingly pleading for a minute's break. I rolled her off of me, and then with her laying on her stomach, I moved on top of her. She pushed against me, not trying to get me off of her, instead enticing me to drive my still-hard cock into her pussy, which I obliged. "Oh god, wooooooow" was her response, and I went slowly, until she began to push me with her legs.
"No, Jane, not yet" I stopped her, and then bent down to kiss the back of her neck.
"Fuck, Tom" she was closed her eyes and arched her back "I'm, mmmm" she released, and I decided to surprise her. I pulled out of her, and rubbed my cock up and between her ass cheeks. Jane moaned a low moan, and pushed me with her legs.
I dropped down and nibbled on her ear "yes dear?"
"I want, mmm" she turned her head and kissed me, then looked into my eyes "I want you to fuck my ass, baby." If I hadn't slowed down, I would have come just then. I was soaked, and needed no lube thanks to Jane. Sliding my cock into position, I pressed against her tight opening, and it gave way easily, allowing me to very slowly slide my cock into her asshole. Jane just emitted a louder, deep moan, and once reaching the limit of how deep I could go, she pushed the back of her legs into me to try and drive me deeper. Doing this, I felt her shudder multiple times, and knew she was getting close. She lifted up, freeing her boobs from under her, and started to rock herself back and forth. This was my signal, and I started pumping in and out of her, very gently. She kept making the low moaning sound, and I felt her ass begin to clinch. "Thomas, my ass is so fuulllllll" she was interrupted by another spasm of intense joy, and she continued "my ass, my ass, cum, Tom" she moaned louder "cum in my ass, fuck my ass, fuck me" and repeated it, moaning in between.
