The sun is sparkling off the water as the two young men play ball across from each other. Their youthful maleness enhances the warm feeling between my legs. The rich fantasies that Michael shares with me make it possible for me to tap into the endless current of sexual energy that surrounds us. Of the scores of women lying on this pebble beach, I may be the only one keenly aware of how the tightness of my pink thong bathing suit hugs my cunt, the lips pouting against the fabric between my legs. It would be wonderful to be sitting in this lounge chair with some eager lips lapping at my pussy while I watch the two young men enjoying their sport.
We are on vacation, miles away from home, miles away from the pressures of earning a living and taking care of all that surrounds us there. My lover sits beside me and my hands keep wandering over to caress his skin. They long to wrap around his sleeping cock and call it out of its rest into attention. My mouth wishes it could feel the fullness of his stiff rod thrusting into my throat. What would happen if I did that? My mind wanders...
The two young men look up as I reach over and adjust Mike's suit to free up his rigid prick. In admiration they watch as I bend across the chaise lounge to take his cock in my mouth. Watching me lap eagerly at my lover's cock, the young men drew closer. I can see the effect I am having from the corner of my eye as the bulges begin to grow in the front of their bodies. Mike also looks up at them with a very satisfied look, as if saying, "Yes, she is all mine. She is mine to serve me in any way I like."
His frank expression seems to invite them closer. They accept the implied invitation and take two steps towards us. One of the young men can not resist, a soft groan escaping from his mouth as he takes a few more steps towards us and sits down on the chaise besides me. Leaning over to serve my master reveals my ample round buttocks and the sweet triangle of my pussy held in by the pink thong.