This story follows Taro and Lillith. However, this one is a precursor.
*Four or so years prior to my initial Taro & Lillith story.*
Lillith and Taro had a city marriage, being broke at that age they couldn't afford a honeymoon and delayed it until later. A small wedding was had with close family and friends but that was all.
Thus a year or two later, the pair had saved enough for a real honeymoon to the Amalfi Coast.
- Now at this point the couple had yet to discuss openly their desires or experiment and were quite vanilla -
After arriving to the Italian seaside town after many switchbacks through the mountains with an aggressive driver, Taro and Lillith were ready to drop off their luggage at their hotel and stretch out at a beach.
Fortunately, they splurged and had a hotel hanging precariously onto the mountain side with a gorgeous view of the sea from their porch. Below was a private beach for a few select properties above.
And so, Taro and Lillith donned their swimsuits and began the arduous journey down several steep flights of stairs to the beach. Throwing out their towels to lay on, Taro eyed a few women being bold enough to go topless, he had forgotten that women do that here commonly. The thought, more so than the sight, made him hard as he pictured Lillith doing that exposed to all. "Jeez babe have you see-" Taro began and trailed off before noticing something else.
Evidently, as he was lost in thought, strangers had eye balled them as well as they got comfortable. Men were trying to subvertly stare at Lillith's ass as she clambered into her laying position on her stomach.
"-gosh these guys aren't even bring very stealthy." he finished.
"What do you mean?" Lillith says barely looking above her large sunglasses, soaking up the sun's rays.
"These dudes are totally ogling you!" Taro says in an urgent whisper.
Lil peeks slightly more over the rim of her sunglasses to see what Taro was seeing. Which wasn't long before her shame had her burying her face into her arms and the beach towel. "Guess they don't see many mexicans around her.." Lil says trying to give herself a calming explanation. "Why don't you grab us drinks before you sit?"
Taro hadn't even taken his shirt off yet. "Good idea, brb."
With that he headed to the beach bar a short walk away. Taro's mind raced with thoughts of those guys trying to catch of glimpse of Lillith and how they enjoyed the sight of her.
Lillith was just getting cozy before realizing she had yet to put on suntan lotion and propped herself up on her elbows to search lazily through her bag for the lotion. A pair of legs made their way over to her out of focus in her peripheral view before stopping.
"Hello" the legs said in a thick Italian accent. "you need some help?"
Startled slightly, Lillith's head flicked up quickly, her face almost shaking loose the sunglasses with a shocked appearance. "Wah! oh uhh-hi...there" Lillith said taken by surprise.
Her eyes ran up the man's legs to find his face, but not before finding the flacid bulge in his speedo. Lillith had new Europeans were more body positive and had smaller personal bubbles but didn't expect this. The stranger was standing pretty close and was bold to approach her. Evidently she was deep in thought about this as he spoke up.
"'Ello mmiss? Do you need help with the suntan lotion?..." he asked again.
Snapping back to reality and hoping her eyes didn't linger anywhere they shouldn't have for too long, she spoke finally. "Oh I don't think so my-"
Before she could finish he could sense her next line and interjected. "-please the sun, it is very strong today. It is best to apply quickly." And he began taking a knee next to her before she could say no.
Still propped up on her elbows, Lillith realized that this whole time from his angle above her, he was probably in a great position to look down her cleavage smushed together. Holding the suntan lotion absentmindedly in her hand, the stranger grabbed it as if she was holding it there for him.
"Ahhh very good. Strong lotion." He says as he squirts it into his hands as if he cared about the quality of SPF.
He began massaging it into her shoulders and back. Lillith was a total sucker for massages, she loved them and she typically held stress in her upper back/neck. The stranger was no stranger to massages either, deftly rubbing the lotion into her skin. His fingers kept knicking the neck strap of her bikini top.
"Miss...yourrr necktie..it is in the way." the italian said.
Lillith's head was hanging enjoying the attention so far and she wasn't listening. "Huh-?"
Before she had time to react, the Italian pjlled the loose string until it released. Still propped on her elbows with the support of her necktie suddenly gone, he tits dropped and weightily squished against the towel. Lil's eyes shot open and she leaned forward to cover herself.
"Uh sir-!" she began.
"No no no not to worry, all is fine just relax" he coaxed her as his hand now had more free reign of her bare skin.
Lillith would've told him off had he not been so pushy and actually experienced with his hands. She bit her lower lip lightly and allowed him to continue.
The man continued in silence so as not to push his luck. His hands worked lower and as they did so his eyes took in the sight of her. Her ass had clenched in the initial excitement and thus, her asscheeks had scrunched up some of the material between them, tightening the fabric and making her cheeks a bit more visible than intended. Perfect, he thought to himself.
