Please first read "Beach Meeting"
My wife Sally and I were on a short holiday, staying at a hotel next to the beach. While walking on the beach we met a couple, Marianne and Carl who were on holiday......
The four of us were sitting in the spa, Mal and Marianne on one side Carl and I on the other. Drinking champagne, the guys were drinking beer. We were all quite merry and in good spirits.
Carl was sitting next to me, his hand gradually exploring my thigh. I liked the touching, as I was feeling quite horny after the events of the afternoon. Carl was exploring my legs, stroking up and down, gradually further in between my thighs. I opened my legs to allow him, it felt lovely, naughty, and I wanted him to keep going. His hands and fingers finding their way to my pussy, gently brushing through my bush then slowly probing further and further into me. It was lovely, but quite erotic because it was so naughty.
Mal and Marianne were obviously engaged in some close touching, as I noticed they were sitting closer together and their movements suggested so. I saw Marianne sit in front of Mal for a few minutes, and then they stood and climbed out of the spa.
I saw Marianne's lovely voluptuous body, lovely big breasts and I knew that Mal would be having a great time. I felt a little jealous just as they walked into the apartment, wishing we could join them.
Carl picked me up and sat me on his knees. Sideways at first, as he played with my breasts and stroked my back. Then he lifted me up, turned me to face him and sat me legs apart, on his knees. I felt very exposed, but Carl was so gentle I felt comfortable with him.
Carl teasingly stroked his fingers up and down my pussy. Moving his knees apart, causing my legs to open even further, Carl stroked and probed my pussy, gradually probing his fingers into me. I reached towards him, finding his cock floating in the water between us. It felt quite large, not hard but long and thick. I held it with both hands, squeezing then stroking it slowly, feeling it grow harder. Carl pulled me towards him, squeezing his cock between our bodies. I started to wonder when he was going to try and fuck me with it.
I bit of panic set in. Possibly just over excitement and a little too much champagne, but Carl noticed my nervousness, and suggested we go inside.
Out of the spa, Carl wrapped a towel around me, patting me all over. We went into the apartment, sitting on the lounge where Carl urged me to lay down and relax. He sat next to me patiently waiting for me to get over my nervousness.
Gradually, Carl started exploring again, under my towel, stroking my legs, tummy, and breasts. Removing my towel, he continued, telling me I had a wonderful body. I loved the attention, but kept wondering.....
Then, Carl placed my hand on the front of his towel. I felt his cock below. Reaching under, I squeezed his cock. It felt big, thick and as I squeezed and stroked it became hard and started to jerk in my hand.
As I stroked Carl, he was exploring my pussy with his fingers. It felt wonderful, I just wanted him to do it harder and faster, I was starting to get anxious.
Carl reached over to the table beside the lounge. I realised he had retrieved a condom and watched as he rolled it down over his cock. I was amazed at the size; it looked even bigger than I had previously thought when I was touching him in the spa.
With his big grin, Carl looked at me then suggested I sit on his lap. Again he played with me, stroking and fingering, as I became more and more aroused.
Pulling me towards him, we cuddled. I momentarily wondered how we would do it, then Carl lifted me with his hands below me, lowering me towards his cock.
I had to guide his cock, sliding the head along my pussy, then as he lowered me, directing the shaft into me. As Carl lowered me down, his huge cock slid into me. It certainly felt big, but because I was so wet it slid in and felt wonderful.
With his cock buried deep inside me, Carl pulled me towards him, asking if I was alright.
I just mumbled something which made him chuckle and pull me tighter towards him.
