Strangers No More

I felt a warm pull gnawing hungrily at my insides at the thought of his large hands roaming my body. Shifting in my sun lounger and adjusting my bikini top in a way I knew would have each nipple briefly visible, I watched him at the far side of the pool lock his gaze onto my breasts. My large, milky tits fit my curvy, plump frame and drive some men wild. The type of man who likes boobs spilling out from his grasp and can furiously pound into me without fear of me breaking. He pushes himself off the side of the pool and swims towards me, before he lifts himself out of the water. Rivulets run down his body, reflecting the sunlight and enhancing his form. There is evidence of life over his muscles, soft yet hard, like his... well maybe I'll find out shortly. I want to be those drops of water or lick them off his body.

I'm getting wetter with each flex and shift of his muscles. He stops at the side of my lounger, giving me a broad smile and gentle nod that exudes quiet confidence. It's sexy as hell! The once vacant lounger next to me is taken by this man and my heart rate speeds up, a flush forming on my cheeks and chest. I want him. I know he wants me. His eyes are raking over my body like he is a man fresh out of the desert and I'm a lush oasis, and I like it. He could take me here, by the pool with all the other guests around and I wouldn't care. But I won't make the first move. It's not my style.

A tanned resort waitress in a pale blue, tight polo shirt approaches us and asks if we would like anything. This man's gaze never strays from my body as he asks for a strawberry daquiri for each of us. The waitress cocks her head to the side to see if I agree and I nod and wink. She knows I came here alone, the rest of my group being coupled up, and usually order a margarita, so when I agree she smiles more and stiffles a giggle as she quickly heads to the bar to retrieve our drinks.

"It's on me" a deep voice pulls my focus from toned, hunky thighs to the perfect pair of lush lips.

"So kind, especially at an all inclusive" I dryly reply, meeting his smirk with one of my own.

He chuckles and sinks back into the lounger, putting his sunglasses on and staring out over the turquoise blue water. I smile and take another moment to linger on his fine form and revel in his gravelly voice before I look out to the water as well. The sun beats down on me, adding a layer of sensuality as heat and sexual tension builds in the small space between us.

"So, what brings you down here? A wedding? Honeymoon?" I hear the desire in his voice and it does things to me. Naughty things.

"Oh, nothing like that. I wanted a hot vacation, you know what I mean? The kind that really warms up your body." I say breathily, and I see a twitch in his swim trunks. We are definitely on the same page and the fun is only beginning.

"A hot one? Mmmm, yes, I agree. Those are the best" he states while staring at my tits. "And the vacations are not bad either." We both smile at that and take our drinks that have arrived. He tips the waitress, generously, and says thank you while she gives me a wink and a wave, and walks away leaving us in relative peace and quiet. As I take a sip of my daquiri, I glance around the area and notice that most people have sought shelter from the intense heat of the midafternoon sun, either further down the beach under the shade of the umbrellas or in the air conditioning of their hotel rooms. Suits me just fine.

"What's your name, beautiful?" the man asks, bringing my attention back to his handsome face, framed by dark, wavy hair.

"Anna." He nods and takes a sip of his drink, and all I can think is that I want to be that straw.

"Nice to meet you, princess."

"And you, fine sir?" a say with a bit of cheek, "What's your name?"

"Matt."

"Nice to meet you, Matt" and I reach my hand over to shake his. He surprises me by sitting up, taking my hand and kissing the back of it instead if shaking it. My pussy clenches in response. He is smooth.

"A princess's hand deserves to be kissed out if respect" he stares at me. He has such gorgeous brown eyes. Matt slides back in his chair, eventually releasing my hand.

"You are certainly a gentleman."

"Make no mistake. I am nothing but a gentleman in every aspect of my public life. I respect women, highly, and treat everyone fairly. And in my private life, my woman is respected and cared for, but I cannot guarantee a gentle man in the bedroom."

I'm drenched as my pussy throbs. My nipples have started to harden and are pushing against the thin spandex of my red bikini top. I reach over to my drink, taking a purposeful sip and let the condensation drip from the glass on to my boobs and down the valley of my breasts. I drag my finger up my chest to catch the water droplets and turn to face him. I'm growing impatient and need to move this along before I jump him here in public.

"There is something very sexy about a man who is a confident gentleman in public, and a demanding, hard lover in the bedroom." I lick my lips and lower my sunglasses just enough to peer at him over the top. "Nothing quite beats being thrown on the bed and remaining at the mercy of a man whose desire drives him forward. A good ravaging of a willing partner- just the thought makes me wet." I let the words sink in as I take another sip of my drink, using my tongue to swirl the straw around before sucking.

Matt's swim trunk look more snug as a distinct bulge is forming. Perfect.

I take another sip of my drink and lay back on the lounger, closing my eyes and tilting my face to the sun. The tension is still palpable and I hear Matt shift on his chair, most likely adjusting himself. "Are you really here alone?" he asks.

"If you are asking if I'm travelling alone, then no. If you are asking if there is a man in my life, here or otherwise, no one I'm in a relationship with." The corners of his sultry mouth curve aloghtlt upwards. "Which leaves me wondering about your status. Solo? Significant other?"

I glance at him and he responds "Single. Very single. I'm travelling here for a break from business. No girlfriend or wife or anything like that. Maybe a crazy ex or two, but I'm sure they would say the same about me." I like the honesty and tell him as much.

"You're getting a little red. Would you like me to rub sunlotion on you?" I nod, hand over the bottle of cream and flip on to my stomach. Sitting on the side of my lounger, Matt begins to apply the sunblock to my neck and shoulders, massaging slow and steady and just deep enough. I angle up slightly, reach back and unhook my bikini top.

"So you can get my whole back" I say, laying back down with my arms under my head, exposing a good amount of side-boob. Matt continues to rub in the lotion slowly, lingering on the sides of my tits before making his way down to my lower back. His fingers graze under the waistband of my swim bottoms, going a little further each pass and squeezing my ass a little each time. Eventually, his hands start the lotion application on my legs. Matt starts at my feet and diligently works his way up each leg but stops short of my upper thighs and bum. Just when I am about to question him, Matt takes more of the sunblock and starts to rub both of my hamstrings and dips to the inside of my thighs. Each movement of his hands gets closer to my pussy, turning me on more and more. He knows what he is doing. Once, twice, three times his fingers lightly graze over my heated core and a soft moan escapes my lips. He leans forward and whispers in my ear "not yet, princess. You save those sounds for me later." Matt pulls his hands away and finishes the back of my arms, but not before ensuring my side boobs are coated and massaged.

I lean up, nipples just touching the lounger, and reach for my drink. I take a sip, letting my tongue play with the straw once more and looking right at Matt. He licks his lips and swallows hard. This is a wicked game and we are both playing hard. It doesn't matter what happens next, we both know we will be having wild sex today. It is just a matter of how turned on we can make each other and right now I am sure I am losing.

"Flip over" Matt says. I look over at him, noticing the bottle of sunblock in his hands and laugh to myself. I have been on my stomach for only as long as it took for him to apply the lotion, but I can't deny wanting his hands back on me. And it is clear he wants his hands back on me too. I do as he requests, holding my bikini top in place but not securing it. Matt notices and a slight smile tugs again at the corner of his perfectly sexy mouth.

"Maybe I should rub you down" I say as he starts on my arms and neck. He merely shakes his head and continues to knead the lotion into my skin. Matt, and his glorious dark bronze skin, completely passes my breasts and I am momentarily disappointed but as he starts to massage the SPF into my stomach and upper thighs, I no longer care. His deft strokes are turning me on more and more. He returns to my chest, rubbing deep circles around my boobs and slipping fingers under my bikini top, finding my hard nipples and circling them before removing his hands. I am not going to last, choking down a moan and biting my lip. Matt's hands find their way back down my front and slip under the band of my swim bottoms. He glances around and moves his hand lower, a finger finding my pulsing nub and slick lips. "Damn woman!" he hisses. "You are drenched for me. That's so sexy."

I bite down another moan and look at his erection which is nearly spilling out of his swim trunks. Lazily, I reach over and graze the outline if his cock. Matt's eyes flash and he leans down and captures my mouth in a demanding kiss. "You have a choice to make, Anna. Either we go to my room now and fuck, or I leave you in peace and I go take care of my situation. Your call, but I can't wait anymore."

We are panting and he is staring at me. "Matt, lets grab our stuff and go to your room."

He kisses me again and asks if I'm sure. "Yes Matt. I'm sure I want you to fuck me now." Consent is so hot. He takes his stuff and I take mine, and we head to his room. I follow him into the lobby and toward the elevator, and he slips my hand into his, brushing the back if mine with his thumb. I'm practically vibrating when the doors ping open and the empty spaces stares at me. We enter, the doors close, and Matt is suddenly on me, pushing his hard cock to my hot core while dominating my mouth in a steamy kiss. He sucks my bottom lip as he pulls back, the elevator dings and the doors open. In a haze, I feel myself being tugged forward and down the hallway. Matt makes short work of his hotel room door and I step over the threshold. Expecting to be immediately swept up in rough, passionate sex, I am surprised when he leans over and tells me,

"You tell me if you want to stop at any time. I'm not going to want to but I will."

I nearly jump on him, kissing him and running my tongue over his. "I want to be here. I want to fuck you. I will use my words. Now fuck me."

His hands grab my hair as he tilts my head back and kisses me hard. Before I realize it, my legs knock into the bed and I am on my back, this Adonis of a man looming over me. His hands run down my sides so lightly, leaving a burning trail in their wake. He loops his fingers into my bikini bottoms and glides them down, dropping them somewhere on the floor. I reach up to get at his swim trunks but my hands are suddenly pinned above my head and he is kissing me once more. Matt shifts both of my wrists to one of his hands and uses his other hand to explore my neck and my breasts, lifting one boob out and then the other. He kisses down my neck and over the swell of my breast while his hand pinches and circles my other nipple. I'm already a moaning mess when he licks and then gently bites my other nipple.

"Oh god!" I moan, rubbing my thighs together desperately seeking the friction I crave.

Matt lingers on my breast, sucking, licking, and biting, bringing me higher and higher. He releases my hands and I grab his hair, pulling him closer. I hear him chuckle as he continues to lick, suck, and grope his way down my body. Matt grips my thighs open and licks from my knee to my dripping core. I come undone as he latches on to my clit and sucks hard. Eyes shut, a lustfull scream comes from me as my first orgasm hits.

Matt doesn't stop there. Immediately, he starts licking and sucking, inserting one and then two fingers and works me fast. Over and over again, his tongue worshipping my being and his fingers furiously working in and out at just THAT angle. I come quickly and much harder, surprising myself as I squirt over his fingers and tongue.

"Yes, baby! Such a good girl" he praises me as I am lost in ecstasy. "So hot, princess, you squirt for me. Fuck yes." I feel myself being turned over, my bikini top is somewhere else, and Matt's large, slick hands are rubbing my ass and squeezing me, while lifting up my hips. I spread my legs more and stick my ass out, bracing myself on my hands. Tits hanging below me, one of Matt's hands reaches around and pinches a nipple. His chest is pressed against my back, warm breath into my ear as he says "good girl. Now I'm going to really make you scream." I can feel his large cock using my pussy juice to coat his length and the tip pressing at my entrance. All at once, his heat leaves my back, he smacks my ass hard and thrusts inside me. I scream and fall onto my large tits, but Matt grabs my hairs and pulls me back up "I don't think so, princess. I want your tits bouncing!" His hand releases my hair and circles a hand around my throat; I panic quickly before I feel the pressure and no choke. Oh. This is good. This is... my thoughts are short-circuited as he starts pounding into me hard and fast. In, out, in, out, again and again as my boobs bounce under me and I moan and gasp for air. My wet pussy dripping and heat building, knotting my insides once more. Matt is a beast, relentless and strong and hard. He growls and grunts, both hands now on my hips. Smack! He slaps my ass again and my pussy clenches.

"Ahh! God!" I moan.

"Yes, princess! Fuck your pussy is perfect! Wet and hot and MINE" he growls. Both hands grab my boobs, squeeze and lift my back to him and he doesn't miss a beat. Again and again, he pumps into me. Matt locks his mouth onto my neck, and I feel his growl through my whole body. One hand stays pinching and pulling my nipple while the other finds my sensitive, slick button and circles it. My toes are curling as my moans build into screams.

"Oh! Fu... ye.... Mmm... ahhhhh.... ahhhhh... I'm.... fuck.... I'm.... gonna..."

"Cum for me, princess!" he growls and thrusts hard all the way back into me. I explode around his hard, pulsating dick, gushing and screaming and moaning. My whole body shudders as he continues to thrust into me once, twice, three times and he pulls out and shoots ropes of cum over my ass.

We collapse on to the bed and he pulls me into his chest, tucks his head into the crook of my neck and kisses me. After a few minutes, he leans into me "wait here" and gets up from the bed. Immediately, I am hit with the loss of his hard, warm body but after three great orgasms, I cannot be bothered to move. The bed shifts and I feel a warm, wet cloth clean the remnants of our wild fuck off me. I hear the towel hit the floor and am then pulled back into Matt's arms.

"That was great, Matt" I tell him, even though I'm sure I don't need to. "I haven't even seen your cock and I know its perfect" I giggle. As I scooch back into him, I can feel he is hard again. "Already ready to go again?" I say as I turn onto my back and look at his handsome brown eyes. His free hand (the one not trapped under my head) strokes up and down my stomach and comes to rest making lazy circles and tugging on my breasts.

He leans up and over me, caging me in, and says "We are just getting started, princess."