I was still in a half sleep, laying on my back but I was very aware of Ann curled against me, her face on my bare chest, her right leg wrapped over mine, just brushing my groin. I was on my back. I could feel her soft hair brushing my chin and heard the steady breathing of her sleeping. I could also feel the softness of her pubic hair pushing against my thigh. My God, this girl was perfect! How in the hell did I get so lucky?
It had started with an email about a year ago. Ann read some of my stories posted on the Internet and she emailed me to say that she loved them. We exchanged notes back and forth for a few weeks, then it turned to instant messages...many erotic chats for hours on the computer. Not long after we got up the courage to chat on the phone. Thank God for unlimited nighttime minutes because we talked through the night on many occasions. Our friendship started purely sexual, but over the months we found that we had so much more in common. Of course the sexual aspect of our relationship was never far below the surface. Ann was the most uninhibited person I've ever encountered; so totally compatible with me. There was no fantasy we hadn't shared with each other; there was nothing we felt we needed to keep secret. We also agreed that if we were ever together, we'd begin exploring many of them.
Six months after "meeting," I transferred to a college close to her. I'd cut the distance between us from 800 miles to about 20. We went from a "cyber couple" to a real boyfriend and girlfriend.
It was to celebrate the one year anniversary of her first email that we decided to take a week's vacation to Cancun. We would visit a Caribbean paradise together and try to live out some of those fantasies we'd been sharing. We chose an "adults-only" resort with a reputation for permitting some wild times. From the moment we booked the trip, Ann and I seemed to be in a never-ending state of arousal in anticipation. We shared ideas of what we'd like to experience, but we were realistic enough to understand that sometimes these things don't pan out....we were still going to have an amazing time though, no matter what....because we had each other.
We got into Cancun about six hours ago. Landed into bright sun and about 92 degrees. We took the airport shuttle to our resort. It was a mini-van and we were packed tight with other vacationers. Ann and I were squeezed onto the back bench of the van. It was hot and even with the air conditioning, the perspiration started to form on us. Ann's glistening skin was such a turnon I wrapped my calf around hers, loving the feel of our skin touching. Throughout the whole ride I traced my fingers up and down her inner thigh, occasionally drifting up under her skirt to brush the edge of her panties. One of the things I find sexiest about Ann is that she's so naturally blonde, that she has this soft downy peach fuzz over parts of her body. Her upper thighs are like that; the hair is so fine and short she doesn't even need to shave it. She was already nice and tan and her legs, though not very long (she's only 5'4"), are totally irresistible to me. Ann wore sunglasses but every time my fingers brushed upward I saw her eyes close behind them; she was definitely enjoying the mixed sensations of my fingers and the bumpiness of sitting in the back of the van.
We got to the hotel and checked in. Our room was beautiful, an eighth floor suite with a king bed, a balcony overlooking the sea and a large Jacuzzi right in front of the window. As soon as we saw that, a very "knowing" glance exchanged between us. Exhibitionism was always one of our fantasies. She was in my arms the minute the door closed and the kiss was long and full of anticipation for the week to come. "Oh Jon, this is going to be perfect. Look at that view!"
The view of the beach and sea below was gorgeous, but honestly when Ann walked out onto that balcony to look out and the breeze brushed through her hair, that was my idea of "paradise."
We were starving after our flight so we quickly changed into our bathing suits so we could head to the pool after lunch. Ann came out of the bathroom in a royal blue bikini, one of her surprise purchases prior to the trip. She had warned me I was going to love her choice of outfits for Cancun, and that was no exaggeration. Her 34c breasts and absolutely perfect looking round ass were totally accentuated in this bikini. It was as if it was tailor made for her body. The color looked great with her tan skin and platinum curls. I almost forgot how hungry I was for food. I grabbed her and buried my mouth into her neck while pushing my groin into her. She hugged me hard, but then made it perfectly clear that we were going to get lunch before anything else.
We did get lunch, and then we hit the pool and more importantly the swim-up pool bar. It took us a while to get used to the whole "all-inclusive" deal, the fact that we could eat and drink unlimited amounts, and never have to pay anything. My American sensibilities wouldn't allow me to forgo the tips, even though the travel agent had assured us it was included. We stayed by the pool for a few hours. Even though we read that the pools were all clothing optional, it was still a bit of a surprise to see some naked people laying around. Most of the nudity were topless girls of course, but we did pass one girl and guy laying face down on the lounge, without a stitch on. Being our first day, we weren't so brave. Ann and I both kept our suits on.
We sat on the lounges holding hands, admiring the sights from behind the safety of our sunglasses. One girl in particular caught our eye. She was about our age (25) and she had very thick and curly red hair. It was tied back but I could tell when she wore it down it would be similar to Ann's style. She laid on a float in the pool reading a paperback. She was topless and she had smaller breasts than Ann's, probably b-cups, but she had the sexiest nipples, nice and pointed. Ann's get like that when aroused, but this girl didn't appear in that kind of state. She wore a black bikini bottom, very high cut on the hips. Her legs were spread wide, feet hanging in the water on either side. She was focused in her book but as I looked at Ann, she was fixed to the crotch of the redhead's bikini bottom.
"You like what you see?" I asked her, brushing my fingers down her hand.
She smiled, slightly embarrassed "Look, you can see the outline of her lips through the suit." She was right, and it looked very inviting...her lips and that little button right above in the center.
"Look at her clitoris, it looks hard...like her nipples."
"I wonder what she's reading, wonder if it's exciting her." Ann said. At the thought of that, I felt my cock stir in my suit.
"You should go cool off," I said. My hand left her arm and traced down the side of her body, from where the top of the suit ended to where the bottoms began. She loved her skin stroked like this.
She smiled, partly at the feeling and partly at the suggestion. "Oh....should I?" She asked teasingly?
"Umm hmmm...you should go swim up to her...wrap your arms around her thighs, and plant your mouth over her pussy," I whispered. With that, I saw my hardness shift under my bathing suit. There would be no hiding it soon.
"You'd like that, wouldn't you?" I detected a touch of arousal in Ann's response, the slight deepening of her voice.
