The Beginning
"Can I have a go?"
Tom looked across at Brenda as she started to get up from the deck where she'd been sunbathing while he steered the catamaran back towards the island they were holidaying on with Simon and Marie, their good friends.
As he watched her, his cock stiffened slightly at the sight of her deeply tanned cleavage as she stood up, as her firm breasts swayed forward. Not for the first time, he wondered how her tiny bikini top managed to cope with the fullness of her breasts. As she slowly crossed the deck towards him, he drank in her still firm body, her full breasts, the deliciously soft curves of her belly and hips. She was tanned a deep brown, the delights of her body barely hidden by her bikini.
She grinned at him as she moved to stand beside him. She reached up and kissed him softly, her lips moist on his, her tongue flicking quickly into his mouth as his arm snaked around her. Tom pulled her gently to him, his arm holding her tight. They kissed slowly, passionately, their tongues exploring, her breasts pressing against his bare chest, his cock reaching out to her.
Tom moaned softly as felt her nipples hard against him through the flimsy material of her bikini. He held her tighter, his cock pressing against her pussy. He felt her respond, her tongue sliding deeper as she pushed back, her mound hard against him. As they breathlessly broke their kiss, Brenda turned in the circle of Tom's arms and grabbed the wheel.
"Now," she exclaimed, "How do I do this?"
From across the other side of the deck, Simon looked up from the book he was reading. Marie was stretched out beside him on the deck, her eyes closed, enjoying the late afternoon sun. They were on their way back from a day out to a neighbouring island. As always, they had had a great day, enjoying each others company to full. But now, both couples were happy to be heading back to the on the main island, back to the privacy of the bungalows that made up the resort.
Tom was stood close behind Brenda now, his hands on top of hers as he showed her how to guide the catamaran back towards the small bay they were heading for. Simon's cock stirred as he watched them, as he looked appreciatively at Brenda. Like Marie and Simon, Brenda was in her mid forties, Tom a couple of years older. Both of the ladies spent time in a gym – that was how they met – and it showed – they both looked fantastic.
Brenda was the more voluptuous of the two of them, with large, firm, rounded breasts, and wide dark nipples that responded to the slightest provocation. Her belly was flat, while her still narrow waist flared out to meet her softly rounded hips and shapely legs. Her dark hair hung around her tanned face, framing her round face, brown eyes, and full, kissable lips.
Simon felt the stirring of his cock again as he watched their friends a moment longer, watching Brenda carefully as Tom stepped even closer to her. He glanced over his shoulder at Marie, who was lying behind him.
She was lying on her front, but he could imagine her pert, but full, breasts, the wide aureoles, the pointed nipples, that he knew so well. Her bikini was so skimpy, the bottoms were little more than a thong really, leaving most of her firm ass naked to his gaze. The strings of the bottoms were tied at the sides, leaving her long, tanned legs naked to blend into the soft swell of her hips, and upwards to her smooth, flat belly and slim body. Her blonde hair was tied back in a pony tail, away from her pretty face.
They had all met about ten years before, and had become the best of friends. All four of them flirted outrageously, but somehow nothing more than the odd passionate embrace had ever happened between them. They had even made love in the same room before, sneaking glances at each other, but never taking it further, perhaps not wanting to risk the friendship they all valued so much.
But recently, as their children had grown up and they had all had more time to themselves, that bubbling undercurrent seemed to have risen closer to the surface. This was the first time that the four of them had been away together without the children for more than a few days at a time. In arranging this holiday together, they had all wondered what might happen between them, if the right opportunity arose.
They were all totally relaxed in each others company, and getting changed to go swimming and the like in front of the others didn't bother them at all. The girls were more than happy to make comments about the men as they changed, and quite enjoyed being watched as they slipped into their tiny bikini's or sunbathed topless.
Tom slid his hands up Brenda's arms, her hands continuing to rest lightly on the steering gear. He massaged her shoulders slowly, before slipping his hands around her waist. Her belly felt warm under his hands as she nestled back against him, enjoying the feel of his powerful body behind her. She ground her ass back against his still rising cock as he moved his hands up to cup her breasts.
The soft moan that escaped from Brenda's lips as Tom rubbed her erect nipples between his fingers and thumbs brought Simon back to the present. He glanced over, smiling to himself as Brenda twisted her head around to kiss Tom. Their tongues swirled over each other as Tom dropped one arm down to around Brenda's waist and pulled her tight to him.
Tom's cock was rock hard now, lying tight between Brenda's firm ass cheeks, only the flimsy material of her bikini separating them. Reaching down, Tom slipped a hand into the front of Brenda's bikini bottoms. He pressed on her clit, and then rubbed her, before sliding his finger through her soft hair and down along her lips. Her warm wetness sprung out onto his finger as she pushed herself forward to meet his probing finger.
Brenda gasped with disappointment as Tom pulled his hand away, but then sighed with pleasure as she felt him pull his cock out of his swimming trunks. He pushed his cock awkwardly into the back of Brenda's bikini, immediately feeling her pushing back against him. His thick cock, pointing downwards, slid easily down between her cheeks, the tip dripping pre cum as it rode over her puckered hole and down towards her pussy.
Tom held Brenda tight, one hand on her belly, the other back on her breast. He leant down and kissed the side of her neck, listening to her contented sighs as his cock rubbed against each of her holes in turn, as he moved his cock against her. As her sighs became more vocal, his hand moved from her belly back to her clit, his finger moving in small circles around the nub of rubbery flesh.
"Are they...?"
Marie had rolled over as she had listened to Brenda, and was now lying behind Simon, her pert breasts against him, her nipples swelling into hard pebbles as they watched their friends.
Simon didn't answer, but watched as Tom moved his hips, pushing his cock down over Brenda's ass as she moved with him. He was pinching her nipple gently, his fingers moving rapidly over her clit, his cock head rubbing against her ass and pussy.
Brenda bit her lip as she came, trying unsuccessfully to stifle her moans as a wave of intense pleasure flooded her body. Tom cupped her mound, feeling her pussy throbbing against him, feeling her wetness on his hand. Brenda's legs felt limp, but Tom's strong arm held her to him, his stiff cock still nestling against her. He leant forward, his mouth close to her ear. She moaned as he spoke.
"We need to get back," he whispered, "So that I can fuck you... hard"
"Yesssss," she gasped, pushing her ass back against him, needing him, wanting him.
She turned around in his arms, letting him take over the steering as she draped her arms around his neck and gave him a lingering kiss.
"Thank you," she whispered.
She reached for his cock and squeezed his shaft, oblivious to Simon and Marie as she whispered to Tom to "take her home."
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Half an hour later, they stumbled through their bungalow door. They dropped their bags and towels on the floor as Tom kicked the door shut behind them, and pulled his tee shirt over his head. Tom backed Brenda against the wall as she reached for him, her arms around his neck as he tugged at the strings of her bikini top, as their lips met, as their tongues explored.
Her breasts sprung free, her nipples dark and erect, as Tom pulled her bikini away from her. He reached for her, cupping her full breasts in his hands before dipping his head and sucking a rubbery nipple into his mouth, his tongue flicking around her sensitive flesh as Brenda held his head to her. She moaned out loud, pushing her breasts forward towards his eager mouth, pulling his head from one ripe breast to the other.
Brenda's pussy was throbbing madly as she pulled Tom back up to her and thrust her tongue into his mouth. They kissed urgently before Brenda dropped to her knees. Looking up at Tom, she grabbed the waistband of his shorts and dragged them – and the swimming trunks he still wore underneath – down to his thighs. His cock sprung free, thick and hard.
For a few seconds, Brenda stared at her husbands cock, watching it swaying in front of him, the head covered in pre cum. Still looking up at him, she reached up and took his shaft in her hand, squeezing him as she flicked a bead of pre cum away from his cock head with her tongue. She reached up for his balls as she held his cock flat against his belly, listening to his deep moans as she licked slowly along his cock, from the base of his shaft to the tip.
Brenda ran her lips back down Tom's cock, leaving wet trails behind from her tongue. She sucked one of his balls into her mouth, rolling it gently around with her tongue while her hand slid slowly up and down his shaft. Tom eased his legs apart as Brenda slipped her hand between them, probing gently with her finger as her mouth moved from his balls back up to cock.
She pulled Tom's cock towards her and sunk her mouth down onto him, making him cry out as she sucked half his length into her hungry mouth. He reached for her head, his fingers entwined in her mass of hair as his hips jerked forward, fucking her mouth, her tongue rubbing across his cock head and along his shaft.
Abruptly, Tom pulled Brenda to her feet. Backing her against the wall again, he pulled at the wrap she had slipped around her waist before leaving the boat. The material ripped in his hands as he dragged it from her. As they kissed frantically, Tom held both of Brenda's hands in his, holding them high above her head. With his other hand, he pulled at the ties on the side of Brenda's bikini, before dragging it from between her legs.