Clean and freshly fucked, it's time to head out. Deb dons neon hot pink latex bikini and I choose my favorite shiny blue metallic latex shorts with the removable cod piece covering. We grab out towels and head off to the beach. Inflatable king sized rafts are spread across the beach. We pick a spot under a grove of palms. The sun is glistening off of the Caribbean. We are greeted by a warm prevailing breeze off of the sea. Deb is going to enjoy some sun and I open my copy of Anne Rice's second volume of the Sleeping Beauty trilogy, Beauty's Punishment. As I read I fantasize that I am Prince Tristan.
As I read I've drifted off to sleep. I'm awakened by some motion and a loud slapping sound. I sit up and find Deb on her hands and knees. She has her face buried in the pussy of one of the models from the fetish fashion show last night. Behind her is an older man, gray hair thick on his chest, pounding her with strong deep thrusts. His balls are slapping against her ass. This is the sound that has awakened me. I turn and watch. It's always a beautiful sight to see my lovely Deb being fucked. The model sees that I have awakened. She motions me over to join them.
I move up, kissing her, thrusting my tongue into her mouth. Our tongues do their dance. Her hand finds the cod piece of my shorts and she unsnaps them. My hardening cock springs free. She tugs on my cock pulling me forward. She licks her lips and I position myself so that she has access to my cock. She licks and kisses its head. She's using her hand to stroke me as she takes me deeper and deeper into her mouth and throat. What a talented cocksucker, she's using her throat muscles to squeeze and massage my cock.
I look up and we have a crowd surrounding us. At least a dozen men have their cocks out stroking them. Deb is moaning, fucking the cock pounding her. This triggers the model to start moaning around my cock, providing a vibration on my shaft, taking me closer to a climax. This has triggered those around us to their orgasms. A flood of cum begins to cover us, onto Deb's back, onto the model's face, into my hair. We all now begin our final moves. The man's thrusting stops as he produces a deep, loud moan. Deb releases a cry of intense pleasure. The model is thrusting her cunt against Deb's face, body shaking in spasms and I release rope after rope of hot cum into her mouth. As I regain composure I lick cum from the model's face. I turn and massage the cum on Deb into her back. I lick my fingers clean. As we peel ourselves apart we introduce ourselves to each other.
We decide to take a plunge into the inviting waters. After a brief swim we head back to the room to get cleaned up, changed and off to lunch. The agenda for this afternoon is a demonstration and instruction of how to give an erotic massage. Deb's outfit is an easy on, easy off, metallic silver swing skirt and matching bolero top, and pasties. I choose a pair of metallic copper pull on, lace up the front boxers and a semi-transparent, black pull on t-shirt with lace up neck.