My name's Ellie – and I'm a slut.
Well, I must be – if you look in a dictionary, it describes me just right. Well, some of the time anyway. Most of the time, the dictionary is wrong about me. But then, every now and again, I get a deep aching in the base of my belly, an aching that reaches up to my breasts and down to my pussy, an aching that makes my nipples hard and my breasts and pussy tingle, an aching that will only go away if I behave like the slut I really am.
So when the aching comes, I book a holiday – and I ease that ache.
This is what happened the last time that ache came along, and I went away for a week. This is what happened on Sunday, the last day of my holiday.
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Sunday
Even though I woke up early, I felt totally refreshed. Lucy was still asleep, curled up next to me. I rolled onto my side and propped my head up on my hand, gazing down at her and thinking about yesterday, about Lucy and her family. I'd found out that they lived only an hours drive away from me, so maybe today wouldn't be the time I would see her!
I rolled onto my back, my hands behind my head, feeling totally relaxed. I let my mind wander for a bit, thinking back over the last week. I started to feel restless as my pussy began to throb as I cast my mind back over the new friends I'd made. I slipped out of bed, and went to the bathroom. I wrapped a towel loosely around me, and headed for the balcony, deciding that as this was my last day I really wanted to make the most of it.
I leant over the balcony rail for a while, watching the hotel start to come to life. Below me, they were just getting the patio around the pool ready for what promised to be another hot day, while a few early starters took a swim before breakfast. I didn't hear Lucy until she was behind me, pressing herself against me, her hand slipping into the folds of the towel to cup my breasts. I could feel her nipples against my back as my own began to harden under her touch.
I turned around, my towel falling away at the front, and pulled her to me. We kissed each other "good morning", our naked breasts pressed together as our tongues explored slowly. As our lips parted, Lucy took a step back and looked me up and down, her eyes raking over my body.
"I think you need a shower," she laughed.
I looked down at my breasts and thighs, at my pussy, at the spots and smears of dried cum and juices that were still there from the night before.
"You can talk," I laughed, tracing a finger over her breasts, then down her belly to her shaved mound.
I rubbed her clit lightly, feeling her shudder under my touch.
"Come on," she murmured, leading me back into my room, and towards the bathroom.
We showered together, washing each other slowly, carefully, our hands roaming freely over each others bodies. Afterwards we made love, our bodies still wet and slippery. We touched and kissed and sucked and licked each other to shattering orgasms, then lay back to enjoy the pleasure washing through us.
We talked about the day ahead. I suggested the beach in the morning and the pool for the afternoon.
"Same part of the beach as the last time?" Lucy enquired, thinking about the part where it was okay to go more than just topless.
"Of course," I told her, a tremble going through me at just the thought of the sun on my naked body again.
We dressed quickly after that, pulling on bikinis, tight tee shirts and shorts that just about covered our asses. We just about had time for breakfast before the hotel restaurant closed, so we headed that way first.
As we arrived, Dave, Laura and Jake, Lucy's parents and brother, were just leaving. As soon as I saw them, my pussy throbbed at the thought of what I had done with them all the night before, at what I had seen them do to each other. We went to them, both of us sharing lingering kisses with each of them before they headed out to the pool, and we went for breakfast. After breakfast, we headed to the beach.
The mid morning sun was already hot as we crossed the road outside the hotel, and headed off down the sandy path that led to the beach. We pulled our tee shirts off, enjoying the sun – and the eyes of both the men and women we passed – on us. I loved the feel of my breasts moving as I walked, barely confined by my skimpy bikini top.
We kicked our sandals off, and then walked along the edge of the sea until we found a free sun umbrella. We dragged the two sun beds out into the sun, and quickly stripped off. Our shorts went first, then our bikini tops. I gazed at Lucy, at her pert, tanned breasts, just as she stared at me, at my firm, rounded breasts. It was almost like the first time we had seen each other a couple of days before. I watched as her nipples darkened and hardened, feeling mine doing the same.
I looked away quickly, knowing that if I carried on looking at her like that then our stay on the beach would be very short. But Lucy wasn't so easily put off. She turned and stripped her bikini bottoms off, bending over at the waist to give me a perfect view of her ass, of her pouting pussy lips between her thighs.
"Come on," she teased me with a laugh.
I looked around, suddenly nervous at the thought of being naked in public again, even though it was allowed on this part of the beach. I reached for the strings that held my bikini together at the hips as I saw other people naked around us. But before I could tug on the strings, Lucy stepped forward and stood so close to me that our breasts were touching, our nipples rubbing together.
She took the strings from my hands and pulled them gently, letting the material drop away from me at the front and back, revealing my firm ass to anyone looking, but my plump, white mound only to her. She dragged my bikini bottoms forwards between my legs. I almost cried out as they dragged across my pussy, sliding deeply between my already wet lips.
Lucy stepped away, her eyes on mine, and nodded towards the sun bed beside me. I lay down quickly on my front, all too aware of how wet my pussy was. Lucy knelt beside me and dripped some sun tan oil on my back. I sighed as her hands ran over my back, sweeping from my shoulders down to my ass, then up again, running past the sides of my breasts. With one hand staying on my back, the other moved to my leg, smoothing oil into the backs of them, before easing down between them.
I felt her hand massaging the soft insides of my thighs, my legs easing apart as I groaned. I buried my face in a towel, trying to muffle my moans as they got louder, as Lucy's fingers searched for and found my pussy, one then two fingers slipping inside me. I arched my back, trying to push my ass upwards to meet Lucy's eager fingers, but Lucy pressed down on my back, trying to hold me still as she leant over me, masking what her fingers were doing from the people around us.
My ass clenched together softly as my pussy squeezed around Lucy's gently thrusting fingers, her moans almost as loud as mine. Her fingers moved faster, and were then rewarded with a gush of hot juices as I squeezed my thighs together, trapping her fingers inside me as I came, as my pleasure ran its course.
Lucy pulled her fingers out of me, and then leant over to kiss me as I twisted my head towards her. She slipped her fingers between our lips, both of us licking my juices from them. I tried to take Lucy back to the hotel then, wanting her, needing her, but she persuaded me to stay, teasing both of us with what was surely to come later.
We stayed on the beach for the next few hours, enjoying our nakedness, the sun beating down on us, the occasional swim, being together – and the anticipation of what would happen later. After a few hours, we decided that we'd had enough of the beach and to head back to the hotel, and its swimming pool. We each pulled our shorts and tees shirts back on, quickly stuffing our bikinis, towels and other stuff into our bags.
We walked along the waters edge again, but at Lucy's suggestion diverted off to the beach bar for a cool drink. As I sat on a stool at the bar and sipped my drink, I thought back to the last time I'd been at the same bar, a few days before when I'd met Tom and Matt. Just the thought of them, and the night we'd spent together, made me tingle again.
"Come on," I told Lucy, "let's go."
She didn't need asking twice, and a few seconds later we had finished our drinks and where walking away from the beach. We hadn't gone more than a few yards when we felt the first drops of warm rain. We ignored them at first, but within what seemed liked seconds the sky had opened up and the rain was thundering down.