My son Dylan was conceived in the ocean.
Yes, you heard right, the ocean.
I was on holiday in the Seychelles, a two week break from my hectic life in the City where I was a Stock Broker.
The Hotel I was staying in was expensive, secluded from other resorts and quiet as it was out of season.
I didn't expect to meet anyone that I wanted to talk to much less have sex with and I certainly didn't expect to get knocked up, that was the last thought in my head.
But I did both and I did it with style.
Nature can be very forceful when she wants you do what she wants, and is there anything more natural than copulate to populate?
At twenty-eight years of age you'd think I'd know better but I didn't, also I was horny, I hadn't been laid for ages, and I mean ages! When you are a stock broker you don't have a social life, you live for the numbers, and sex is secondary.
But in the Seychelles with all the sun, sand and relaxation, suddenly life has new meaning and you do things you wouldn't normally do back home.
Like I said I certainly didn't go on holiday with maternity on my mind but I certain returned in full bloom if you know what I mean!
I didn't know his name but I can tell you he was an American but unlike me he was in the Seychelles on business and when he picked me up in the bar that evening he was under the mistaken impression that I was a High Class Hostess on the make.
I realised this fairly quickly, mainly because he asked outright after buying me a drink what my price was. At first I was outraged, and almost slapped him in the face but his keen blue eyes, his lazy smile and look of desire as he took in my curves and cleavage made me bite back my anger.
After all I was dressed to be picked up even though I had done it sub-consciously. I had chosen the red silk dress on purpose because it was clinging and revealing. It showed my assets at their best, and it matched my red brown hair and pale translucent skin that had yet to be kissed properly by the sun.
My breasts pushed against the flimsy fabric and you could see the outline of my nipples even in the dusty light of the hotel. My legs were long and slender, my hips round and firm and I was the owner of a pair of natural non-enhanced breasts, large round mounds of delectable flesh, milky and pale like the rest of me.
I stared at him across the wicker table and the moist air from the open balcony doors drifted in. My crotch began to throb; a slow pulsating feeling and I decided to play along, to see how far either of us would take it?
"Can you afford me?" I said flicking my green eyes up and down his casual clothes and he was momentarily startled.
"Expensive huh?" he said.
"Very," I said coolly, "You don't work in this hotel and not be expensive."
He smiled.
"Name your price."
"Five hundred dollars," I said in a voice that sounded calm but actually I was shaking inside. What on earth was I doing, leading him on this way? Was I mad? I must be. But I couldn't help myself, I had to do it, nature was taking me down a path I didn't know existed.
I expected him to blanch, make a flustered reply and head for the door but he didn't.
"Okay," he said and I was momentarily taken aback but I didn't let it show.
He ordered us more drinks, took out his wallet to pay for them letting me see the thick wad of money he had available, proving to me he could pay my fee.
I almost told him he had made a mistake but then the devil in me took over once again for he was handsome as well as wealthy. He was tall, lean, his hair bleached by the sun, his skin just beginning to tan and his sparkling blue eyes and sensuous mouth.
"Your room?" I asked him with what I hoped was a sultry and willing look. He smiled at me and shook his head.
"Let's go to the beach," he said softly, "It will be empty now, its supper time for most people."
My heart hammered in my chest. The hotel had its own private beach that by now would be well and truly deserted. However in the true spirit of exclusive hotel life there would be towels for guests to use if they wanted a midnight dip and there was a lit beach cottage with cushions and rugs if you wanted to get in out of the sun.
By the time he and I got to the beach, the sun was slowly setting, the sea was calm, a soft rippling sheet of crystal blue water with specks of gold and red dancing over it as the sun began to slowly set in the distance.
I took off my sandals and carried them once we were on the warm soft sand. We made our way to the rolling dunes of warm dry sand and we sat down side by side, the air was thick with the sound of crickets and there was a soft buzz in the air that was strangely hypnotic. A lizard skitted by and dune crabs dived for cover as we made an appearance. In the distance there was the sea, sparkling and inviting, and it was warm too, nothing like back home where you'd freeze to death just by paddling!
He took me by surprise; cupping one of my breasts and kissing my throat, making me gasp and arch my back. His mouth was hot and wet and his fingers were pulled at my breast in soft delicious tugs.
"I'll undo my top!" I gasped and he let me unbutton the front of my frock and then pull my arms out so that the soft material slid down my back and around my waist. I wasn't wearing a bra, the dress was too revealing for that, and I had no panties on either, mainly because it was too hot to bother with any kind of underwear.
He lowered his head and began to lick one of my nipples, his tongue flicked in and out and ripples of pleasure ran up and down my spine, I let out a moan, pressed my hands into the sand and thrust my chest forward.
"You know how to get a girl going!" I gasped and he came up for air smiling as he did.
"I believe in getting value for my money," he said and my cunt contracted at his words and then I gasped again because he pushed me back onto the sand and began to kiss and lick my nipples whilst pulling up the flimsy skirt of my dress.
My shaven crotch was already moist when his fingers slipped the soft hot slit, I parted my legs obligingly and he began to move his fingers rhythmically back and forth, he was good, he found my clit fairly quickly, and I let out a gurgle of pleasure, and gripped his shoulders in appreciation.
"Hmmmmm, you're getting wet down there," he murmured, "Maybe I should help you along."
His mouth from my breasts and seconds later his head was buried into my crotch and a delicious hot feeling was running through me as his tongue lapped and lapped at my cunt with hard experienced strokes of a man who knows how to eat a woman's pussy.
He certainly knew how to orally stimulate a woman that was for sure. His tongue was a veritable love muscle, he pushed it deep inside me, sucking at my cunt lips, teasing my clit with a flick of the tongue, making me cry out, and thrust against his face with each strong stroke of his tongue.
"Yes! Yes! Yes!" I heard myself cry out over and over again, "Oh my GOD!"
I would come soon if I wasn't careful, I tried to even out my breathing, but it was difficult because I was so damn turned on by what he was doing to me.
Eventually he stopped, he could feel my cunt contracting against his lips but he hadn't finished with me yet. He pulled me into a kneeling position so that his crotch was in line with his face. He gripped my chin with firm fingers and squeezed my cheeks so that my mouth formed a pouting circle, I found myself undoing his pants, my fingers tugging on the zipper.
He had a raging hard on and the size of his cock as it sprang out of his pants made my eyes widen slightly in shock. It was big, and I mean big but I didn't get chance to contemplate its girth because he pushed it into my open mouth and I found myself gagging at first as I struggled to accommodate him orally.
With one hand at the back of my head, he began to thrust gently in my mouth, he took his time, my lips rippled over the hot swollen shaft in my mouth, I made my tongue move back and forth, I relaxed my face, let my mouth stretch to its limit and bit by bit His cock began to slide down my throat. My tongue and lips massaged his cock, licking and rubbing the hot throbbing muscle as it moved back and forth, in and out of my very willing mouth.
"Oh yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeees!" he groaned as he rotated his hips and stroked my hair, "Oh hot damnit!"
I wondered vaguely if he intended cumming in my mouth, I was a bit nervous about that, I wasn't sure that I wanted him too but he tasted nice and like me he shaved down below to so there was no pubic hair to tickle my nostrils. His balls were heavy and throbbing and I stroked and fondled them as I sucked and nibbled on his throbbing cock and this made him groan even more.
He slid out of my mouth before he came and I found I was disappointed. He pulled me to my feet, his cock was still rigid between his legs and smiling at me he stepped out of his pants and kicked them to one side said.
"Take your dress off, we're going for a swim!"
