Linda and Karen are browsing through the brochures Miss Happy Pussy had left behind. The boys are both asleep, feeling the effects of the exhaustion of settling in and ”sunbathing.”
Karen points to an item in one of the pamphlets. “Look, Linda, a Hairy Chest contest. We have to get Joe into that.”
“Yes, he’ll win easily. He’s like a big teddy bear.” Linda laughs and reads, “Win $200 in our Strip Poker Contest.” Karen joins in the laughter and continues reading, “Start fully clothed and the last one naked wins.”
“Tonight there is a beach party, and the night before we leave there’s a big Toga party.” Karen shows Linda a photograph of a bar crows partially in and out of their togas.
At least I get to cover my ass
, Karen thinks. “I see they also have church services on Sunday morning. We might have to attend that and confess our sins!” Karen nods in agreement.
Linda tosses the last brochure on the pile, “Let’s go explore.”
Karen looks at their husbands sprawled out on the bed. “Ok, they’ll be asleep for a while.”
“Men… you get them to come two or three times, and they’re wiped out. Me, I could go all day.”
“Me, too.” says Linda, “Let’s go see what’s out there.”
“Linda, I feel like an idiot carrying around a purse, and I feel naked without one.”
The 49 year-old woman looks at Karen, and says,”Well, you are naked. Let’s get a couple of fanny packs down at the mall. We could use some more suntan lotion too. I can’t believe how much I squirted into me.”
“I know. At least the insides of our pussies are well protected. Mine’s still sticky. I need to wash all this gunk out of me. I’ll be right back.” Karen gets up to shower. Linda is right behind her. Karen looks back in surprise.
Linda looks at her friend, and says, “You think mine’s not in the same condition. Let me join you.”
Karen’s eye begins to gleam. “Alright, but you can’t hog the nozzle.” She opens the bathroom door but doesn’t see a shower. Then Karen spots the nozzles in the walls on the far side of the room and the drain in the middle of the floor. “Look at this, the whole room is a shower.” Dark red tiles cover the walls and floor, on the far side of the room three shower nozzles project from the walls. A small inset shelf at chest height holds numerous bottles of shampoos, conditioners, and soaps. Several sponges hang from a bar in the top of the inset.
Karen steps by a nozzle and turns on the water. Even the cold water feels warm. She adjusts the temperature and steps under the pulsing spray. The curly-haired brunette uncaps a bottle of soap and pours it over one of the sponges. Karen begins washing her arms when she feels a sponge begin to wash her back. Karen glances back over her shoulder to see her friend has joined her. Linda smiles back and begins to soap up Karen’s back. Karen enjoys the attention and soon turns around to face her nude companion, and then begins to wash Linda’s upper arms and chest. Karen’s hands linger on Linda’s breasts with no complaints from her friend.
The two women create their own world of bubbles as they wash their way down to where the suntan lotion is still dripping out of them. Karen squirts more of the white soap onto their sponges. Linda squeals, grins and then says “that looks just like….” Before she can finish, Karen laughs. The soft sponges begin to move between their legs. They each feel the soft sponge being pushed into them. The motion pulls their bodies close together and their eyes meet. Seconds later their lips touch and, within seconds, the two women’s mouths part to accept each other’s tongue. Their soapy bodies press together. The sponges continue their work cleaning the suntan oil from their pussies.
Their breasts slip and slide over and together. Their nipples dance over each other, hardening in the process. Karen’s tits are somewhat fuller than Linda’s, but their chests mesh together almost perfectly. Linda drops her sponge, allowing her long slim fingers to slide into the soap-covered opening between Karen’s legs... Linda’s eyes closely momentarily as she feels Karen’s thumb sliding softly into her own pussy. Their legs slither together intertwined, trapping their fingers inside each other. Together, they begin to moan. In seconds they both feel their bodies tense, writhing against each other and clutching the other’s body. The women try to create as much ecstasy in the other as possible, hoping their cries of pleasure don’t wake their husbands, but they awaken an even deeper intimacy in each woman for the other.
Karen and Linda hold each other tightly as their breathing returns to normal. Linda leans down and softly kisses Karen on her left shoulder. Karen with almost embarrassment at the pleasure she has just received kisses, then nibbles Linda’s right ear lobe. They resist breaking up until the moment each knows they must. Their arms fall to their waists. The four legs are still intertwined.
Linda looks deeply into Karen’s eyes, and whispers, “This is quite a vacation so far, isn’t it?
Karen can do no more than nod. Tears pool in the corners of her eyes. Linda sees them, and then loses them from view when her own tears form. Karen places her lips over the corner of Linda’s right eye and kisses a tear away from her green-eyed friend. The two women embrace again and cry softly as they press together—bonded in way neither before would have understood.
Each woman grabs a towel and begins to slowly wipe away the water from the other’s nude form. Their eyes drink in the nakedness of each other as the towels pat away the water droplets.
Linda looks at the two seemingly lifeless figures of their husbands, still asleep on the bed.
Karen smiles and says “Let them rest sweetie–I have a feeling they will need their energy later”
Linda nods in agreement and suggests they do what all women love to do—go shopping!
*****
Karen and Linda walk down the mall, watching the other resort guests and amazed at the casual nature of their world here. No clothes translates to no worries. They spot a shop called
Nude Necessities
and walk in. Just inside the door is a fanny pack display. Linda spots another option. On a wall display are hundreds of lanyards, in just as many colors, each with a small wallet at the end. Large enough for their room key, a credit card, and some money.
Karen buys a dark blue lanyard and Linda an orange one. They leave the shop, and Linda smiles at the small wallet of Karen’s as it bounces between her friend’s breasts. “You’re going to give that thing a hard on.”
Karen sticks out her tongue at Linda and says, “I hope it has the same reaction on Jerry.” Linda responds playfully with “you bitch.” They walk back through the lobby and out the back door of the mall into the pool area.
“Should we try a hot tub?” Linda is curious at the activity that seems to spontaneously spring up in the tubs.
“Sure. Let me get us a couple of towels.” Linda sees Karen walk toward the towel- stand when Mr. Big Dick rounds a corner and smashes into her. He catches Karen by pulling her into him. She feels his cock flop up against her pussy. He holds her close for more time than she thinks necessary.
“Excuse me, Miss.” He releases her. Her eyes flicker between the bright smile he gives her and his dick, which is swinging like a wind chime in a gale.
He bows slightly and offers her his hand. “Me dear mam, I am Pete, an yu hab ire mon pretty pum-pum.”
“I am Karen, and I am pleased to meet you Peter.”
I wonder if his mother ever regretted naming him that. God, I wish he would put that thing away
, Karen thinks.
“Karen, if en yu need lambsbread breath, pum-pum yu need buzz ol Peter fi bring di ting,” Linda is watching Mr. Big talk to Karen. She is slightly jealous of her friend being so close to him. She also sees the young black man at the towel rack laughing at what he’s saying to Karen.
“Ih galang bout mi business. Tu de nex time.” He bows and walks off. Linda walks over to Karen and asks, “What happened?”
“He ran into me, saved me from falling and then started speaking in a foreign language.”
Linda looks at the young man at the stand. “What did he say to her?”
“Well, when he pulls her up, he says, “I am Peter, and you have the prettiest pussy I see in long time.”
“Oh, my god. He said that?” Karen gasps, looking at the man in horror.
