...Any time the phone rings in the early morning hours it generally means trouble. When it's three AM and it's a phone in a hotel room a million miles from anyone you know it's even more disturbing.
As I jump up out of what had started to be a sound sleep and grope for the phone in the unfamiliar darkness every possible scenario is running through my mind as fast as my sleep addled brain can process them.
"Bon Jour Sweetie" comes the voice on the other end of the phone. "Holly? What's up? What's wrong? How did you get this number or better yet how did you know I was here?" This was the last voice I had expected to be on the other end of the phone and to be honest I wasn't really sure I was all that happy it was her. Her name alone is enough to send a chill up my spine... but also a raging hard on.
Holly... we'd met at Hedonism four years before. I was there to write an article for a magazine and while I was at it, drum up some painting commissions for later in the year. It was a memorable meeting to be sure... most anything having to do with Holly was memorable. It's just a matter of trying to decide if it's a good memory or a bad one.
I'd spent the first day there getting the lay of the land and picking out hot spots that would be noteworthy and visually interesting. I quickly discovered that at a place like this everywhere was a hot spot and your eyes are more likely to pop out of your head from over stimulation than any place I'd been to in quite a while. Everywhere I turned there were tanned naked bodies involved in more activity than I could take in with one quick view. It was sort of like viewing an "Extreme Sport/Circus /Porno Movie". You name it and it was or could be done with more choices of partners than a person should have. So I decided to go with the flow and let things take me where they will and sort it all out later.
On the second day I made my way down to the beach about mid-morning for some much needed sun after having breakfast with a few newfound friends from Miami. Amy and Jennifer were flight attendants for an airline and I quickly learned that they get here several times a year as a "stress reliever". There is no better way in the world to start your day than by having breakfast with two attractive, tan and naked women who can actually hold a conversation... not that I was necessarily listening to everything they said. My mind was wandering all over the place as I watched them touch and kiss and talk for what seemed like forever. As we talked they started getting more playful and before long I found myself eating fresh fruit strategically placed on their bodies. We all took turns eating pieces of fruit off of eachother until I thought we were going to explode.
Amy had gone down on my cock and was sucking me dry for all it was worthwhile Jen continued to put strawberries in Amy's pussy and slowly lick them out and swallowed them.
I'm not one who cums easily but these two were sending me into an early orbit. I pulled my cock out of Amy's mouth as she was lying up on the table a little more while Jen continued to munch away on her pussy. The sun was shining through the window of the CafΓ© and highlighting Jen's ass like a big neon sign saying "ENTER HERE" so I took that as my cue to move around behind here and slide in. I had barely put the head of my cock inside her when she stared shaking side to side and slamming her ass into me so hard that I thought she was going to send us both through the window. She was soaking wet and had a death grip on my cock I hadn't felt in a while... she was loving every inch of me and I was doing my best to make sure she got the most out of it.
Amy took no time in replacing my cock in her mouth with a passing pussy. She was sucking and licking her new friend with all of the enthusiasm that Jen was giving her... , which was huge!
This new addition to our group was Holly... and she was amazing. It was hard to gage sizes in the tangled mess of arms and legs around me, but she seemed tall and lean. Her sun bleached blonde hair highlighted her tan and very tight body. Her tits were perfect, and real... and just out of reach from my position behind Jen.
I watched as she went trance like and her eyes would start to roll back into her head and her stomach would start to roll like an ocean wave down to her pussy as she started to cum. The mere sight of her cumming like that caused me to explode inside Jennifer like some sort of mini-volcano sending a river of cum deep inside her. Amy was a second behind me moaning and screaming with delight.
As we all tried to catch our breath I took a look around to see if anybody was noticing our little breakfast melee while I wiped my cock with a napkin from the table. To my surprise many were having "breakfasts" of their own or were seemingly disinterested in what we were doing. I couldn't help but smile and laugh inwardly at the absurdity of what I was seeing and had just participated in. I gave my three tablemates a quick kiss and retreated to the beach for some sun.
I was still getting settled in my lounge chair after covering my body with suntan oil when I hear a voice from behind my chair. "There's nothing sexier than a well built, well oiled man with a big dick and no tan lines... " I look back to see Holly standing there with a towel in one hand and a book in the other. Her sunglasses are now hiding the blue eyes I briefly saw at breakfast.
"It's a shame you're so shy. What do you really think?" I laughingly say back to her and smile. I can't tell what her eyes are saying from behind those sunglasses, but her mouth is saying she's amused by something and it isn't the clever repartee' coming out of my mouth.