Island Vacation, Day 2: Solo & Ensemble
Part 2: Duet
After the morning's escapades with Andy, Marie's body was thrumming with sexual energy. She was eager to enjoy the pleasures of sun, sea, and satiation this vacation offered...and there was a part of her that had not yet been fulfilled.
The object of her lustful thoughts returned to their hotel room to find Marie dressed and ready to go, her smooth, light skin positively glowing from the combination of sunscreen oil and post-orgasm radiance. Todd met her eyes as he stepped into the main room and knew instantly that he'd be the one to escort her on her beach tour...
Over a quick bite to eat, they had all agreed that Andy, with his fair skin and dislike of sunshine, should stay behind and continue to nap while the other two explored. Ten minutes later, Todd and Marie stopped at the far end of a long stretch of narrow white sands beach, deciding it was the perfect place to test the waters.
Marie promptly stripped off the t-shirt and shorts she wore over her pink bikini. She bounded to the edge of the water and waded in.
"Ooooo, it's so warm!" she enthused, turning back to Todd, who was still standing on the shore, watching her. "You gonna join me?"
He merely smiled and slowly removed his shirt and shoes to wade in behind her. Marie turned back to the view in front of them. "It's so beautiful here," she sighed, gazing at the expanse of ocean, her arms raised to shield her eyes from the bright sunshine.
Todd said nothing as he approached her from behind and slipped his hands around her waist. Her body relaxed into his, her nerves tingling with anticipation.
His hands began to idly roam the smooth curves of her body, moving with an aching slowness that he knew would tease and torment her. He slid under the flimsy material of her bikini top, gently trailing his index fingers along the bottom swell of her breasts.
Marie's head lolled against his shoulder as he continued to playfully tease her senses by lightly kissing and nibbling down the long column of her neck. The light scratching of his facial hair delighted and abraded her, leaving faint red marks upon her sensitive skin.
His hands worked their way down her abdomen, concaved now that Marie's arms reached above her to work her fingers through Todd's lush, dark hair. It was silky and soft, so unlike the stubble on his face, or his crisp chest hair against her back.
She turned in his arms to face him, her face inches from his. Feeling slightly off balance, she steadied herself against his broad chest, curls of his dark chest hair popping out from beneath her hands as she caressed him.
With one hand on the small of her back to steady her, Todd held her gaze, his eyes locked on hers, as his other hand snaked under the top of her skimpy bikini bottoms and slowly down to her labia. The look in his eyes was so powerful, she felt suddenly self-conscious...
An instant later, his hand at her back pressed her closer to him, and they kissed; softly at first but with greater and greater intensity as his fingers explored her pussy, leaving no spot untouched. Marie's fists clenched – one on his shoulder, the other grabbing a handful of his hair – and she gasped against his lips when his fingers lightly pressed her most sensitive spot...
Todd inwardly smiled and kissed her still, loving that he could make her feel this aroused. Her body moved rhythmically to rub her clit against the heel of his hand while his fingers slid in and out of her hot, wet hole. He teased her with just enough penetration to ensure that she was ready for what was to come; just enough to stoke her lust without bringing her to completion.
They both felt a sense of impatience; a mutual need to have the other, now; no more delays, no more excuses.
Breaking their kiss, Todd spoke: "I found a place earlier. Up there." he motioned over his left shoulder to a slow rise of trees behind him. She followed his direction toward a dense grove of tropical foliage some 50 yards away.
Wordlessly he led her out of the water toward their things on the shore. They redressing quickly in shoes and shorts, stuffing the remaining items into Marie's bag. Together they made their way across the beach to the gently rising dune, the sand becoming firmer under their feet as they reached the shaded ground under the tree cover.
Todd's nerves flickered with an eagerness to be alone with her somewhere more... personal. He'd scouted this area earlier, hoping to find a place for just this purpose. What he found was almost too good to be true: a little way into the grove laid a fallen tree trunk forming a fortuitous inverted V-shape against another – just right for supporting a person...or two.
He took her hand and led her through the thick growth until they emerged at the spot. Marie stopped and took it in; the tree trunks formed a sort of triangle with the ground below. They stood next to large, flat slabs of stone partially buried into the ten foot high soil cliff face overlooking a small stream. They were shielded from view of the main beach by the thick covering of low hanging branches, heavy with large, green leaves.
It was stunning...peaceful and perfect.
Todd slid the beach bag from Marie's shoulder and placed it on the ground before removing the beach towel they'd brought and draping it over the inclined trunk. The look in his eyes was ravenous as he returned his attention to the woman before him.
The years of aching for this, lusting for each other from miles away seemed to charge the air. Todd hesitated briefly, a remnant of the tightly-held control he'd always used to curb his desire for her in the past.
She sensed his restraint and grew nervous herself. His eyes smoldered. Oh god, she wanted that heat... wanted him to unleash the full force of his passion, to share it with her in a way he'd never been comfortable doing before.
"Let go....," she whispered, her voice a soft plea. One arm reached toward him, tentatively; "......please."
Something inside of him shattered.
