A quick amusing story, to me anyway, my husband told me later. He was trying to shoot some of the lights around the island using long exposures and hand holding the camera since he didn't have a tripod. Now this island, in the middle of nowhere, was pitch black at night outside of the lit areas. Pitch black in LITERALLY not being able to see your hand in front of your face. maybe it was just my eyes. So he said, SOMETHING, which I thought was him asking me to go get something from the room, so I turned and left. He told me when he turned around and I wasn't there, because he hadn't actually asked me to go get something, and expected me to still be standing there and I wasn't, he started to panic.
He said he thought I slipped and fell or something and hit my head and was lying unconscious in the dark or somebody snatched me (Cuz I'm so snatchable...heh). He couldn't see the beach at our feet at all and looked the best he could, squinting into the darkness and whispering for me as loud as he could without actually shouting, but didn't know what to do. He got to a panic point he wasn't sure if he should go get help or at least find a flashlight. He walked quickly back to the room and found me walking back. He grabbed me and gave me such a big hug. Poor sweet guy had worked himself up so much he almost cried.
Anyway...I made it up to him...
We enjoyed being outside for a while. Seriously, it was just gorgeous walking along the sand on the way back to our room. Another night of star filled skies and moonlit water. Looking back, this was probably the night to rip each others clothes off and just have sex on the beach, but we instead made our way back to our balcony and sat listening to the waves and wind, enjoying the idyllic evening. The night was clear, the wind rustled through the palm trees, the sky so full of stars. You never realize how light pollution obscures the night.
We kissed, we cuddled, we talked, tickled. We stroked and petted and nibbled. I massaged his cock through his nylon shorts until he was hard. I slid to the floor and took his shorts with me, then perched between his legs, holding his cock in one hand and balls in the other, admiring the way the light was making it glow. Mmmmm. I licked and sucked him. His hands in my hair and hips slowly fucking my mouth. Oh my God, I love his cock in my mouth, hard and warm and I LOVE how he tastes. It's a fucking lollycock. I spend hours licking his cock at home while we lay watching TV or a movie.
I worked on him until he wasn't going to get any harder. Stiff, proud, throbbing in an obscene salute...lol. I slid my shorts off and mounted him on the bench. Mmmmm. Slowly, there is absolutely no rush and this is the closest we've gotten to fucking on the beach. I put the tip of jhis cock at my pussy and just let myself fall slowly down him. Looking into his eyes as he stretched me out, a connection that went beyond the cock inside of me. I rode slowly while we talked, chatted, and giggled. Times like these were less about the fucking and more about connecting, but don't get me wrong the fucking was perfect. Plus, I knew something he didn't know and the secret was just making everything more delicious. She would be here soon and I kept one eye on the door while I slid up and down him. I got hornier and more anxious thinking about the surprise.
From his viewpoint on the bench he didn't see her walk in. I'd told her earlier I would leave the door unlocked and she should just let herself in. I watched the door opened slowly and felt myself smile and clench as she walked in. She stood there for a minute glancing around the room before her eyes finally focused on me. Out of her uniform, hair down, barefoot, wearing only a bikini top and wrap around skirt. She was gorgeous. She walked forward smiling shyly, her hair did that "gently blow in the breeze thing" and I felt my desire for her build.
She came and stood behind the bench smiling wider when she realized what was going on. Her gaze went from me to his cock sliding inside of me. My husband looked up, astonished, then confused. His hands gripped my hips as he pulled me down hard and just lost it inside of me. Somebody figured out what was going on. Lol. Mmmmm. That feeling of hot cum exploding inside me
I leaned into her first, and noticed she has the most perfect lips. She was completely natural, no makeup, skin glowing in the iridescent lighting. Dark gorgeous eyes, hair falling tousled around her face. As I got closer and she smelled amazing. I couldn't tell if it was her or perfume, but it washed over me softly making my mouth dry at the same time it tried to salivate. I swallowed hard. She looked at me shyly then leaned in to meet me pressing her mouth against mine. Soft lips. Soft kisses. Just perfect lips like only a girl will have. I felt electricity and an overwhelming desire just gripped my chest.
I'd all but forgotten about my husband laying underneath me, his spent cock still semi-hard inside me. Tho when she and I started kissing her I felt him stirring. I squeezed him inside me to encourage it. But, as our first kiss ended, I slid off of him and his cock hit his tummy with a wet slap. I walked around the bench, took her by the hand, and led her to the bathroom.
It was a small open bathroom. Tiled shower with a drain in the floor, beautiful sink on one end with a large wall-sized mirror. I put my arms around her and kissed her again, my eyes slid open to watch our reflection. I pulled the strings on her bikini top and watched it fall. Perfect tits, just firm and high, nipples hard and suckable. I squeezed one in each hand and remembered when mine were like that. I smiled at her and leaned my head down to softly kiss her chest. Her scent, jeezus, it was driving me crazy, I felt my pussy just get soaked. I moved my mouth from nipple to nipple, circling with my tongue then sucking. I bit playfully, but the animal I was restraining inside me was wanting more. She moaned for me and her voice, oh fuck her voice gave me goosbumps, I wanted her to moan more. This girl had me falling in love.
I reached over to start the shower, adjusting the water, not too cold, not too hot. I undid her skirt and it fell to her feet. No panties. Shaved. Completely smooth. I love shaved. When I say she was gorgeous it is an understatement. A voice in my head taunted me by wondering how I could take her home...lol. She was golden and smooth and shiny and perfect and I felt myself very much wanting her, wanting to taste her, wanting to make her moan for me.