Although we live in a forward thinking world, today, some still have mixed feelings about interracial relationships. If that sort of coupling offends you, read no further. This work is a fantasy that could become someone's reality, if the chance arrived.
At first, I was frightened by the prospect of travelling to the island resort. I had never been very far from my deep south home, let alone gone to another country. When we arrived, the people seemed friendly enough, and very helpful. The showed us where to get our transportation to the resort, and even helped with our luggage.
We arrived at the seaside 'clothing optional' resort mid afternoon. The sun was high in the sky, and the ocean sparkled like jewels in a treasure chest. Our cabana was a two room structure that had a small bedroom/living room and a tiny kitchen with a shower outside on a sheltered deck.
My boyfriend and I unpacked our small bags and decided to walk the beach before dinner. I was reluctant to go completely nude, at first. I am somewhat self-conscious about my 5'4" body that weighs a little over 170 pounds. I elected to wear a sundress that buttons all the way down the front. My boyfriend, Ray, left his loose gym shorts on in the beginning.
As we roamed by the shore, we saw a lot of people in various stages of undress. Most were average, not the "bronze Gods and tanned Goddesses" that I had pictured in my mind. Older men with large bellies and balding heads, older women with sagging breasts and somewhat less than trim figures. I felt a little more at ease, and unfastened my dress front. I let the warm summer breeze float the fabric away from my body. MMMMM, it felt so good!
Ray took note of my effort to fit in, and slipped off his shorts when we sat on a small bench under a palm tree. Walking had made us flushed, the cool, tropical breeze felt good in the shade of the tree. I spread my sweaty thighs and let the air move between my legs. It felt wonderful to have my shaven kitty kissed by nature's tongue. Ray noticed, too, as his penis was growing rapidly.
Over seven inches long, it touched his navel as he sat back on the bench. His hand lightly stroked its length, coaxing a small bead of pre-cum from the tiny hole in the crown. We had been cautioned about public sex play, so I resisted the temptation to lean over and take him in my mouth. My own hand had wandered between my legs and spread my vulva, allowing the air to strike my swollen inner labia and growing clitoris.
I whimpered through a small cum, and saw a shot of thick semen come from Ray's penis. The outdoors was having its effect on both of us. The tensions relieved temporarily, we strolled back to our cabana carrying our clothes. Dinner was delicious, a variety of sea-foods prepared almost every way you could think of. A few drinks afterwards, and we went to the main salon to check out the evening entertainment.
Lots of couples came fully dressed in gowns and tuxedos, some like us came in casual dresses and jeans, a few in bathing suits, and some stark naked. The unusual mix was enticing. We danced and drank some more before retiring to our room for the night. We made passionate love in our island hideaway, as though we were experiencing sex for the first time. Tired from the long day of travelling, sleep found us quickly.
That first morning was as wonderful as the previous afternoon. Our room was made up and freshened while we had breakfast. I noticed the couple attending to the rooms quietly moving from cabana to cabana, making everything just right for every guest. He was coal black and shiny, his longish hair was straight and hanging at his shoulders. His partner was a slender, coffee colored girl with hair to her waist.
I was raised by a religious family, knowing that all God's creatures were created equally, but had never been exposed to anyone of another race or culture. I found these island people fascinating; devilish, delicious thoughts were running through my mind as I watched those two. His strong, naked back showed his muscles rippling as he hefted the linens into the cart. Her lithe figure was very visible through the light cotton dress she wore with nothing else underneath.
Returning to the beach, we spent the morning 'people watching'. Guessing their stories and dreaming up things for them to be doing. Unaware that others were doing the same with us. A couple about our age strolled near and started conversation. She was a small blonde girl, a little lighter than I, but not by much. He was very skinny, but had an ample 'package' in his very brief trunks. They told us of some of the extras that the resort offered, including 'in room massage', which from the way they spoke of it was not a simple muscle treatment.
We asked at the desk before lunch, and sure enough, the masseur and masseuse were available that afternoon. We set an appointment, and rushed back to the cabana to shower before they arrived. The outdoor shower was hidden from the outside by a thick growth of tropical foliage. Banana trees and large ferns draped over the edge of the deck to completely conceal the area. As I went back to the front room, I was startled by the presence of the two I had seen earlier.