Chapter IV: Other Tourists
The next mourning I awoke; joining Honey in saying good bye to Cinnamon; as she left for work. I was looking forward to seeing Cinnamon again.
“I’ll be back after work. I’ll bring my brother,” Cinnamon promised. “I think Honey will like meeting my brother. He is well hung,” Cinnamon confided.
“Is he as big as Lance?” Honey asked.
“Not quite, but he is trained,” Cinnamon replied.
When Cinnamon had left; Honey inquired, “What should we do today?”
“I don't know. What ever it is will go better after a good breakfast,” I replied.
After a quick shower Honey and I headed for the restaurant. Honey wore a pair of white mesh, ass hugging shorts that tied at the hips. Covering her chest was a matching white mesh halter top that was knotted under her breasts. To complete her sexy outfit; Honey wore a pair of white eight centimeter high heeled sandals.
I wore a pair of blue overalls that had been cut down to make them into shorts. I liked wearing these overalls because they had plenty of room in the crotch; for the family jewels. They had buttons at the crotch for easy access.
When we arrived at the restaurant; I immediately noticed a blond couple with there daughter. The couple looked to be in their early thirties and the daughter was probably in her middle teens. The mother and daughter sure looked sexy in there shorts and halter tops. The daughter's outfit was pink, while the mother wore white with gold trim. Both outfits were set off well by their brown tans.
“I wonder who that handsome hunk is sitting over there?” Honey asked.
“I don't know, but the women with him sure are foxes,” I replied.
“All you think of is tits and pussy,” Honey said with a laugh.
“All you want to do is look at dick!” I retorted.
“Since both of us see something we like; I think we should introduce ourselves after we finish breakfast,” Honey suggested.
“Good idea,” I replied.
With that we ordered breakfast and ate. When we were finishing our breakfast I noticed the couple and their daughter getting ready to leave. As they walked by our table Honey and I called a greeting to them.
The group came to a stop near our table; starting a conversation. As soon as they started speaking I knew that they were German. There English was heavily accented, but precise.
“This is Honey. I’m lance,” I introduced.
The man returned the introductions; saying, “This is my wife Kristine and my daughter Kandie. My name is Kurt.”
“Would you like to join us back at our room for drinks; after we are finished here?” Honey invited.
“Yes, we would enjoy that. First we must go to our room and change,” Kurt replied.
With that they left and we finished our breakfast. When we arrived back at our room Honey suggested that we put on our sexiest swim suit. Honey chose a black with gold trim mesh bikini. I wore a matching black and gold mesh thong with a large pouch to hold the equipment.
“I'm going to start mixing up some rum punches for when our company gets here,” I suggested.
Before I had finished mixing the drinks our guests arrived. It looked as if our company had the same idea as us; concerning the wearing of their sexiest swim suits. Each of them was wearing a string Bikini. Kandie the daughter; was wearing a black leather bikini; with fine gold chains holding it together. Kristine wore a pink g string; with a matching pink camisole. Both women wore white high heeled Grecian sandals. Kurt wore a white g string pouch, with red trim. The large bulge in Kurt's g string held a great deal of promise for Honey. I also noticed that Kurt carried what looked like a camera case.
“Hello,” Honey and I chorused.
“Good day to you,” they replied.
“Could I interest you in a drink?” I asked.
“Yes. Thank you,” they all replied in unison.
When we had all gotten our drinks; we settled in chairs around the table. Honey sat beside Kurt. I sat between the two women.
Honey commented, “Kristine; you look to young to have a daughter as old as Kandie.”
Kristine replied, “I was only sixteen when Kandie was born. She is now eighteen.”
“You're just in your prime,” I laughed.
“Thank you,” Kristine replied; giving my thigh an affectionate squeeze.
Kristine did not remove her hand from my thigh. Taking her cue from Kristine; Honey moved her hand to Kurt's thigh; beginning to knead the flesh near his crotch. The pressure of Kristine's hand on my thigh was bringing that familiar feeling back to my crotch.
Standing up Kristine commented, “I want to get some sun.”
With no hesitation she pulled her camisole over her head; revealing two large, completely tanned breasts. Obviously Kristine liked to tan in the nude.
She then Invited, “Would you rub some tanning oil into my back?”
“My pleasure,” I answered.
Pouring some oil into my hand; I proceeded to rub it into Kristine's back. As I rubbed the oil into her back; I couldn't help but notice the nipples; of her beautiful tanned double d cup breasts; were beginning to grow hard.
“O yes. That feels good,” Kristine complimented. “Make sure you rub some oil into my buttocks,” Kristine instructed. “I do not want to burn.”
Rubbing the slippery oil into the soft skin of her butt cheeks was getting me excited. I could feel my manhood start to twitch.
“Could you now help Kandie; like you have helped me?” Kristine asked.
“I sure can,” I enthusiastically responded.
It was looking as if this was going to be my lucky day. Turning to Kandie I watched; with mounting excitement; while she removed her leather bikini top. As she removed the top; two firm tanned c cup tits were revealed in all their glory. Her tanned breasts told me that she also liked to tan topless. Like mother; like daughter.
Putting some oil on my hands; I began to slowly work it into Kandie's back. While I massaged the oil into Kandie's back; I could see Kristine rubbing oil into her breasts and belly. I could also see that Kandie's nipples were responding in the same manner as her mother's had.
Kandie was not shy. When my hands arrived at Kandie's ass cheeks; she thrust her ass backwards; almost bumping into my crotch. As my fingers slid along the crack of her ass; Kandie gave it a little wiggle. The teenager was one hot girl.
My eyes were again drawn to Kristine; when she placed one foot on a chair to rub oil into her thighs and along her leg. This gave me a great view of her g string clad crotch. The material of her red g string was stretched so tight; I could see the outline of her labia lips. The warm flesh beneath my fingers and the sexy sights were making my cock grow; stretching the material of my thong. My bulging crotch did not go unnoticed by Kristine.
While I had been enjoying myself; Honey and Kurt had not been idle. Honey had taken off her bikini top. Kurt was massaging oil into Honey’s back. Unlike Kandie and Kristine; Honey was sitting on Kurt's lap; while he rubbed sun tanning oil into her back. When Kurt had finished oiling Honey's back; she told him to do her tits. Moving his hands to Honey's front; he held his palms out so Honey could pour oil into them. Kurt then began to slowly massage the oil into Honey's big breasts; causing her nipples to become erect. I could see from the smile on Kurt's face that he was enjoying his job.
When I finished oiling Kandie's back; she turned to me; kissing me on the cheek; saying, “Thank you for keeping me from burning.”
Looking at me; Kristine cooed, “I do not want any tan lines.”
Kristine removed her red g string; proceeding to rub oil into her crotch. I could not help but look at her love mound. I immediately noticed that it was shaved completely bald. The sun tan oil caused her shaved crotch to shine. I also noticed that there were no tan lines around her crotch; which meant she tanned completely nude. Working oil into her bald beaver; I could see Kristine’s eyes were taking on a faraway glazed look. This was a sure sign that she was enjoying her ministrations.
Continuing to knead oil into the smooth flesh of her groin, Kristine suggested, “Kandie; take off your bikini bottom and get a complete tan.”
Kandie immediately removed her leather bikini bottom; revealing her pussy. This young lady was no retiring wall flower. She knew what she wanted, and how to get it.
Putting one foot on a chair; Kandie invited, “Will you massage oil into my legs and thighs?”