When I woke, it was already light, and I was alone. I was erect, and aroused from an ill-remembered erotic dream. It had involved my lover, and others in erotic supporting roles. I lay, remembering and embellishing the dream, our previous night's activities, and our plans and fantasies. I played with my nipples, and stroked my erection, and almost reached tipping point on at least two occasions before holding back. It became clear that she was not returning soon, and it seemed a waste to play with myself, when we could be playing with each other.
I got up and, with some difficulty, fitted myself within my swimming briefs, and went outside. I wandered down to the beach, seeing no-one. On the beach, there was a couple lying on towels, about 70 metres away, and they appeared to be naked. But my lover was not in sight.
I remembered that she had mentioned an early swim in the pool, and I made my way through the palms and mangroves to the secluded pool we had been shown the previous day. As I cleared the trees, I saw her, lying on her front on a lounger across the pool from me. She lay, her head cradled on her arm, her other arm beneath her. She was wearing a bikini, but the top was undone. She appeared essentially naked, with a small triangle of material covering (most of) her buttocks, her long legs slightly apart and the aesthetic curve of her back looking very tempting , with her long hair falling over her shoulders. In profile, her full breasts spilled out of her loosened bikini top and swelled beneath her. The sight of her almost naked body in the sun instantly stirred me again, and my erect cock strained against the confines of my swimming briefs. I determined to pace myself, and thought that perhaps offering to oil her body with suntan oil might help her to reach the state of arousal that I had already reached.
There were bottles of oil with the towel supply, and I picked one up on my way to her. As I got close, I greeted her heartily,
" There you are. We missed you when we woke up."
She looked up at me and smiled warmly,
" It's nice here, join me."
Her eyes moved from my face to my obvious excitement, and her smile broadened.
"Shall I oil you?" I asked.
She looked up at my face again, still smiling, and nodded. I sat on the side of the lounger, and began to rub the oil into her shoulders, working my way down her back, and reaching to her sides, caressing the side of her wonderful breasts, eliciting a quiet moan of pleasure from her. I oiled down to the level of her bikini bottom, and then stopped. I stood up, and noted a moan and wriggle of protest. I moved to the bottom of the lounger and began to oil her ankles and calves. I moved up to the back of her knees (another moan of appreciation). As I moved on to her thighs, her legs spread wider, and this confirmed what I had been suspecting for a while. She was stroking her clit, quite rapidly.
I let out an involuntary moan as my pent up arousal saw its reflection in her movements. She was clearly close to completion, and, not wanting to disrupt her pleasure, I released my hard cock from the constraints of my briefs, and lay on top of her, pressing her into the lounger, my hard cock pressed between her buttocks, through her bikini, and began to nibble and kiss her ear, whispering,
"Come my love, come with me..."
As I lay on her she moaned more loudly, and with my whispered encouragement she slid over the slope and, pushing her buttocks up against my cock, she came, hard and long.
I lay on her until she had recovered a little, and then I got up. I knew what she would expect now, and I determined to do something different. I reached down and slid her bikini pants down and off. I slapped her lightly and affectionately on the bum, and told her to turn over. As she did so, I stepped out of my already inadequate briefs, and stood before her, erect and ready. She lay before me, naked, legs apart, and wriggling in anticipation. I knew she expected me to lie on her, and fuck her, but I had other plans.
I spread suntan oil on my hands, and began to rub it into her, starting at her shoulders, and working down, around, and then over her big magnificent breasts, as she moaned with pleasure. Down, around her belly, to the line of her pubic hair. Her hips were moving, her legs apart, silently pleading for me to take her. I stopped rubbing, and moved down to her feet, and worked my way up her legs, oiling her, until I reached the top of her thighs. She was whimpering and breathing heavily, and her legs were stretched apart.
"Fuck me please," she breathed, and began to massage her tits and squeeze her hard oily nipples.
I smiled at her, and walked up the side of the lounger, bent over and kissed her hard on the mouth.
"Be patient," I said.
I stood behind her at the end of the lounger, and then kneeled on it, one knee on each side of her head, my very erect cock swaying like a snake above her face, my balls tight beneath it. I leaned forward, and buried my face in her pubic hair, and then in her wet and welcoming pussy. I began to lick and suck her clit, adjusting my position so that I could slide two fingers into her pussy and fuck her. My cock was sliding over and between her oily tits and she reached up to squeeze them together, letting me fuck the oiled hole my cock was filling between her wonderful big tits.
We caught the rhythm and I began to suck in time with my stokes, and she moved against me and squeezed her tits together, as I fucked her with my fingers. We moved faster, and harder, oblivious to our surroundings, beyond reason and lost in the pleasure of the moment. I heard her moan loudly, and stiffen and shudder and push her pussy and clit against my mouth and come loudly into my balls. Two strokes more and I too came, squirting my come over her belly. I collapsed on her for a moment, and then slowly recovered. She was kissing my tight balls, and with a final kiss of her pussy, I got up, my oiled prick still tumescent, and went to grab two towels. I threw one onto her, and wrapped the other around myself.
"Shall we go back to the room?" I asked, "it might be more comfortable."
She smiled, and without a word, got up, wrapped the towel around herself, gathered up her bikini and my briefs, and, taking my hand, led me back towards our room. We met and greeted another couple on the way to the pool, who returned our smiles and greetings very warmly. We wondered whether we had had a lucky escape from discovery, or whether they had come to the pool earlier, and watched us, and discreetly kept away until we had finished. Either way, it added another frisson to our excitement.
When we were back in the room, or rather on the veranda, we slipped our towels off, and held each other close, her oiled body slippery and sensual, though my drying come on her belly was scratchy. I was not yet recovered from my orgasm, but she was obviously ready for more, and her pussy was yet to be filled by more than my fingers this morning (as far as I knew).
