2 comments/ 23929 views/ 0 favorites Tropical Steam By: Navig8tor THE PLANE RIDE She took his hand as the plane accelerated down the runway and squeezed tightly. She hated this part of flying, but at least there was something worthwhile at the end of this one. The four-hour flight would end with them alone on a tropical island for a whole week; her heart beat faster just thinking about it. She closed her eyes as they rocketed skyward, visions of tall palm trees swaying in the warm tropical breeze along an endless stretch of white sand beach filled her head. She could see them sitting by the pool sipping island concoctions of rum and pineapple, the faint melody of calypso music floating through the air. A sudden jolt of turbulence broke her from her reverie. She let out a small cry and grabbed tight on his arm as the plane dropped slightly. He smiled at her, even though she couldn't see him with her eyes clamped shut. The cold wet rain would soon be a memory he thought as he stroked her arm with his fingertips. "It's almost over," he whispered as the plane leveled out. She opened her eyes and watched the clouds change from black to grey and then a bright white as the plane burst through the tops. The sun was already low in the sky, giving the cloud tops a deepening pink hue. After a typical airline dinner, they snuggled up next to each other and watched the sun creep below the horizon. The sinking sun turned the clouds an incredible kaleidoscope of red, purple and orange. "It's beautiful," she said. "Not as beautiful as you," he said, leaning over and kissing her cheek. She turned her head and kissed him full on the lips. Her hand on his cheek as their lips met in a warm wet embrace. After several other short pecks, he turned to look out the window at the rapidly diminishing daylight and the growing number of stars. Sliding the armrest between them up out of the way, she sidled up against him, her head on his shoulder. She tucked her long legs up underneath her, congratulating herself for having chosen first class tickets. The first class cabin was nearly empty with just one other couple sitting three rows in front of them. Daydreaming about the island, her hand dropped to his knee and started stroking his thigh. "That's not very fair you know," he said. "What are you talking...Oh sorry," she said, watching the growing bulge in his pants. Her hand traveled between his legs, and, with a smile, she massaged his hardening penis through the cotton. His eyes closed, a soft moan of pleasure escaped from his lips. Her gentle touch sent bolts of electricity through him. Her fingers toyed with his manhood, getting him harder and harder. Well, he thought reaching out for her leg, two can play this game. He caressed her legs, gently pulling up the hem of her white cotton dress. She opened her legs slightly then clamped her thighs down tightly on his hand. "I'm going to the lavatory, why don't you get a blanket and some pillows from the flight attendant." He watched her saunter forward and flash him an impish grin as she disappeared into the lavatory. He quickly fetched a blanket and a couple pillows from the overhead bin, hoping no one would notice his "condition" before he sat back down. After several minutes, she finally was heading back to him. She stopped and said something to the flight attendant on her way. The cabin lights dimmed as she sat down next to him, tucking her purse under the seat in front of her. "What did you do, tell her we wanted mood lighting?" "No. I told her we wanted to get some sleep so we'd be well rested when we got to the hotel. Now let's get situated." She took the blanket and covered them up, her arms once again encircling his as she snuggled up close. She threw one leg over his, her foot caressing his calf as her hand trailed back between his legs. He was still hard as steel as she undid his zipper and caressed him through his boxers. His hand reached over to fondle her breast through the thin cotton dress. He could feel her nipple hardening as he realized she wasn't wearing a bra. Well that explains the trip to the lavatory he thought. As if reading his mind, she moved her mouth next to his ear and whispered, "I'm not wearing any panties either." He instantly got harder in her hand. Well that had the desired effect, she thought. She slipped her hand inside the waistband of his boxers and drew her fingernails sensuously up the underside of turgid manhood. His hand left her breast and went to her knee. He slid it up her thigh, the dress bunching up as he went higher and higher until his fingers met the downy tufts of hair between her legs. Lightly he rubbed the already moist outer lips of her love muffin. Her legs spread slightly as he continued caressing her intimate area. What an incredible touch. She couldn't help but open her legs to the soft sumptuous caress. She needed more and reached down to guide his fingers inside her. They easily slipped inside and he pushed them in and withdrew them with an unhurried rhythm, her juices flowing like a rain-swollen river. Her free hand unconsciously went to her breast and massaged it, while her other hand continued leisurely stroking his rock hard penis. She wasn't worried about him now though, all her concentration was on the growing fire between her legs as she moved both hands to his, setting the pace of his thrusts. He soon found the tempo that was to her liking and watched her pleasure build. He could feel her starting to contract around his fingers, but it was her face that told the true story. Her eyes were glassed over, her mouth half open. The short quick breaths told him that she was on the edge and just needed a little push. Not just yet though, he slipped his fingers out of her, making her reach down and put them back in. Okay now, he thought. He reached out and massaged her hard nipples. That was all she needed to get over the edge. She came in short quick bursts, the contractions almost breaking his fingers. He continued his stimulation as she came down from her orgasm. "That was incredible," she said. "Now it's time to reciprocate." He watched in bewilderment as her head went beneath the blanket, and he felt her warm wet tongue licking the underside of his shaft. Purposefully she licked her way to the head, swirling her tongue around the tip then taking his entire length in her mouth. She bobbed up and down, quickly coating his cock with saliva. Her hand replaced her mouth, stroking furiously as they kissed. His body tensed and she felt the warm stickiness covering her hand. They continued kissing as her fingers slid up and down his slick shaft. "I've got to go clean up. Don't you go anywhere." "I'll be right here," he called after her as she headed for the lavatory. He was asleep by the time she got back to her seat. Well at least he'd be rested when they got to the resort. She sat next to him and shortly joined him in contented slumber. DANCING AND DRINKING The jolt of the landing roused them from their siesta as the flight attendant announced the local time of 9:07 p.m. Traveling first class also had the advantage of expedited customs checks, and in a few minutes, they were standing outside the terminal. Warm tropical breezes rustled through the palm trees offering slight relief from the warm humid night. She was the first one to spy the chauffeur. He held a cardboard sign with their name on it. Quickly the bags were loaded in the trunk and they sped off to the resort. "How long of a ride is it?" She asked the driver. "About fifteen minutes, ma'am." She sat back in her seat pouting. "What's the matter sweetheart?" He asked. "Fifteen minutes isn't nearly long enough to make proper use of the backseat," she complained, stroking his leg and smiling devilishly. "There'll plenty of time for that after we check in." "I suppose," she said turning to watch moonlit island scenery slide by. The ride took the allotted time and they stepped out of the limo and into a tropical paradise. Lush greenery was everywhere, exotic flowers exploding with color. As they entered the lobby, the faint sounds of island music wafted in through the open windows. A porter whisked their bags away to their room as they signed the guest register, and a waiter appeared from nowhere with tray full of fruity island concoctions. "Might as well start now," he said taking a pair of drinks from the tray and handing one to her. "What's in it?" "Just drink it; if you don't like it we'll get you something else." She looked right at him and sensuously wrapped her lips around the straw. One quick suck filled her mouth with a delicious combination of rum and fruit. "I love this, we need to get more." He smiled at her and putting an arm around her waist guided her out the door and toward the music. After following a short path, they emerged into the pool area. The party was already in full swing. A calypso band played on a stage overlooking the pool. People danced everywhere, the pool, the dance floor, even in line at the Tiki-hut style bar. As he scanned the area for a seat, he couldn't help but notice her swaying to the music, her hips shaking in time with the thump of the steel drum. He took her drink and set them both down on the edge of a planter. Wrapping his arms around her, their bodies melted together as they moved to the rhythm of the music. As soon as their bodies met, she could feel his building arousal. "Are you horny?" She asked, pulling him close. "What do you think?" He asked spinning her around and grinding his hard cock on her ass. She reached around and massaged his penis. "I think we both are, and after we get good and drunk I'm going to take you to our room and fuck your brains out." The song ended as she walked away. "Where are you going," he called after her. "To get more drinks. Find us a table." The line at the bar was long but moved quickly, finally it was her turn. "I want two of the strongest drinks you have that don't taste like alcohol." A minute later two tall frozen drinks appeared in front of her. "Thank you," she said turning and looking for him. There he was. A secluded table at the edge of the beach. "Here you go, the bartender says these will get us drunk the fastest." "Are we in a hurry? This is a vacation you know." "I know," she said sitting beside him. "I just want to savor every moment of it." Their lips met, the drinks cooling the fire. For the next two hours, they danced, drank and kissed. They flirted with each other like newlyweds. He pulled her close at the end of a song and whispered in her ear, "I'm drunk, time for part two." "Okay let's go." They picked their way through the resort, finally locating their second floor bungalow after only two wrong turns. The door opened into a large seating area. They both looked around the room in awe. It looked like something straight out of a travel magazine. The mahogany floor in the seating area looked like it been reclaimed from a sailing ship. There was a step up from the sitting area into the dining and cooking areas and a small hallway. One door opened up into a bathroom fit for royalty. The raised whirlpool tub had a view of the gardens. A small plaque explained the window was in fact a one-way mirror allowing a view while ensuring privacy. The shower was equally spectacular. Marble floor gave way to glass walls with what looked like a hundred water jets. He stood there staring at the shower until her voice jarred him back to reality. Where had she gone? He followed her voice to the bedroom. The sight was incredible. She was leaning back against the post of the king-size four-poster bed. Candles were everywhere, casting a warm glow on her nude body. Thin white fabric encircled the bed, an homage to the days when mosquito netting was a necessity. The swirling ceiling fan still served its purpose, moving the chilled air around the room. He looked back at her. Her eyes reflected the flickering candlelight as his gaze shifted lower. Small beads of perspiration formed on her breasts, her nipples hardening as he watched. She climbed up on the bed, the opaque material closing behind her. "If you don't get up here soon I'm going to start without you." To emphasize her point she licked her finger sensuously then sucked it into her mouth. As he shucked off his clothes, she took her wet fingertip and ran it over her stiff nipple. In seconds, he was in the protective cocoon of the mosquito netting. He took her in his arms and gently laid her back on the soft white comforter. They kissed furiously as her hands sought out his hard penis. Her light touch stiffened it even more. She pumped him with long leisurely strokes as their tongues massaged each other. He broke away from her lips, kissing and nuzzling her neck as she continued stroking him. She needed more. While one hand continued stroking his cock, the other went to his head and guided him to her aching nipples. He licked and sucked the hard pink nubs, then sucked as much of her full warm breast into his mouth as he could. Her hands left his cock and went to her breasts, mashing them together. His tongued flicked from one nipple to the other as she squirmed with delight beneath him. He shifted slightly, rubbing the tip of his penis across the dampening lips of her pussy. She let out a low moan. Just what he wanted. He teased her. Taking his raging hard-on in his hand, he rubbed the head of it up and down her slit. After several passes, he concentrated on her clitoris, rubbing the tip across it. "Put it in me." He lifted his head from her breast. "What?" "Put it in me please," she pleaded. "What?" She reached up and grabbed his face, her eyes aflame with desire, "Put your hard cock in my pussy, now." Their lips met, tongues intertwining as he thrust deep inside her. He was slick with her juices in seconds, thrusting in and out, as they kissed. Pulling away from her lips, he put her legs over his shoulders pumping in and out. After several minutes she reached between her legs and grabbed hold of his cock. "What's wrong?" "I said I was going to fuck your brains out. I need to be on top to do it right." As they shifted positions, she kept stroking him, finally ending up astride him, his hard penis in her hand. With a wicked grin, she slowly rubbed the head along the slick, wet lips of her pussy, stopping to give extra attention to her clit. "Okay, you've made your point, put it in." "I'm sorry, I didn't hear you," she said smiling. "I want to be inside you." "What?" He sat up to look her in the eyes. "I want you to sit on my cock." "Like this," with one quick downward thrust she took him inside. She wrapped her legs around his waist and rocked back and forth, easily sliding up and down his slick shaft. He laid back on the bed watching her ride him, the sweat forming on their bodies shimmered in the candlelight. She leaned back, grabbing the posts at the foot of the bed to use them for leverage as she pumped his raging hard-on in and out of her. The sensation was incredible and in seconds he was pumping her full of warm sticky semen. She collapsed on top of him, giving him a deep wet passionate kiss. They drifted off to sleep, their bodies entwined. THE SHOWER The sunlight assaulted his eyes as she threw open the blinds covering the French doors. "Wake-up sleepy head. Time to go have fun." "But my head hurts," he complained. "There's aspirin and water on the table for you. I'm going in the shower," she told him as she gave him a quick peck on the cheek. She walked across the hall to the bathroom as he plodded out to the kitchen. He downed the water and pills. Slowly he made his way to the bathroom to splash some cool water on his face. The mirror was already steaming up from her shower as he splashed the water on his face driving the hangover demons away. He downed several more glasses of water trying to replace the fluids he had lost. While filling up his glass he caught a glimpse of her in the mirror. She was washing her breasts, rubbing the luxurious soap all over her large bosom, the shower creating a waterfall of suds down her cleavage and between her legs. Well, he thought, a shower might help with the hangover. He opened the glass door and slipped into the shower behind her. Finally, she felt his hands cupping her breasts from behind as she worked the shampoo into her hair. "I was beginning to think you weren't going to join me," she said turning to face him. Her hands went to his chest, covering him with suds. They stood there for several seconds rubbing each other's chest, the shower jets engulfing them with water. Her hands worked their way down his body finally lathering his shaft as it grew in her hands. "Well the hangover certainly hasn't affected some parts of you." "Honey, I'd have to be dead for that not to effect me." She smiled as she tilted her head back to rinse her hair, one hand slicking the suds from her head, the other sliding up and down his shaft. He leaned forward, his lips kissing her throat while he inhaled the fruity fragrance of the soap. She smelled good enough to eat. He kissed his way down to her breasts, kissing and licking them as the water washed over his head. A lavish shower and sex. What a way to start the day she thought. Both hands went to his head, holding him tight as he suckled her breast, his tongue flicking her nipple until it was hard. She felt a brief pang of disappointment as he took one breast out of his mouth and replaced it with the other. He rolled the hard nipple between his fingers as he sucked the other one to an equal state of arousal. While sucking her breasts, he slipped a hand between her legs. She spread them willingly, his hand probing her wetness from something other than the shower. Quickly he dropped to his knees and began kissing between her legs as she spread them even further. His tongue reached out and flicked her swollen clitoris causing her to tremble. She held his head tight between her legs as he licked her to orgasm. He kissed his way back to her breasts as she regained her composure. "Well I guess turnabout's fair play," she said spinning him around and sinking to her knees. She rubbed the head across her lips inhaling the fragrant mix of soap and arousal. Hung over or not he was hard as a rock. She licked the shaft up and down several times before sucking him deep in her mouth. She bobbed up and down for several minutes, massaging his balls as he thrusted in and out of her mouth. Sensing he was close, she pulled him out of her mouth and stroked furiously, enticing several blasts of creamy white semen onto her chest. She stood up and kissed him, the warm water washing her clean. "You stay and finish your shower, I'm going to get dressed," she said getting out. He just stood there for a minute. Well, at least he'd discovered a hangover cure. He spent several more minutes just letting the warm torrents of water run over him. He stepped out of the shower and toweled off as he headed for the bedroom to get dressed. She was already dressed and waiting for him. "So what's the plan of attack?" He asked. "Well, I thought we'd go get some breakfast, then maybe set up a spa appointment for me, then either lounge by the pool or on the beach and work on my tan." "Sounds good to me." He dressed quickly and they left arm in arm for a day of fun and excitement. JACUZZI TIME They had a fun day, she thought to herself, but this was truly relaxing. The water jets and bubbles soothed her muscles still aching from windsurfing and jet skiing and volleyball. The rum punch didn't hurt either, and she'd sent him down to the bar for at least two more. The setting sun shone brightly over the gardens and the light streamed in the huge bathroom window. She leaned her head back on the pillow and exhaled deeply, the warm water forming a cocoon around her. Tropical Steam She felt his lips alight on hers, rousing her from her slumber. "I brought you your drink darling," he said. She looked around. The sun had set and the bathroom was illuminated with every candle in the bungalow. "I thought maybe we'd stay in tonight," he said popping the cork from the bottle of champagne. "I think we can find something to keep ourselves occupied," she said stroking his arm as he poured her champagne. "Why don't you join me in here?" He finished pouring the bubbly and handed her the glass. She eyed him as he started to undress. She licked her lips sensuously as he pulled of his shirt and then his shorts. He was already getting hard as he slipped into the tub and sat next to her. Their lips met in a soft kiss as his hand went to her breast and her hand wrapped around his stiff cock. Their lips pulled apart and they both took long drinks of champagne, hands still stimulating each other. His mouth still full of champagne, he sucked her nipple into his mouth the tiny bubbles popping on her skin. She held his head tight on her breast as he nibbled on her hard nipples. His tongue bathed her breasts with long sensual strokes. She was getting wet and needed him to do something about it. "You know," she said, "other parts of me could benefit from the same kind of attention." "What did you have in mind?" "I'll show you." She shifted around him so that she was kneeling on the small ledge between the tub and the window, her hands flat against the window, his head buried between her legs. His tongue probed deep inside her, his hands on her ass pulling her onto his waiting mouth. He licked and sucked like a man possessed. She could feel the tingles of the orgasm building as she clamped her thighs around his head, rubbing her wet pussy over his face. He slipped two fingers inside her and thrust them in and out. She squirmed with delight as he gently inserted a third finger. Her face was flush with desire as the pleasure built. "I want you inside me," she said lustily as she slid down his body and onto his rock hard cock. She held his head to her breasts where he greedily licked and sucked her nipples as she ground up and down on his shaft. Water splashed out of the tub as they pleasured each other. He could feel her pussy contracting around him as she came, milking warm jets of love out him. They kissed as she kept moving her hips back and forth. The orgasm had only made her crave another, her loins still aching for release. She leaned back, her hands exploring her body finally coming to rest on her breasts. His hand went to hers but she pushed them away saying, "Just lay back and watch." She massaged her breasts as he watched. When her nipples became hard she rubbed and pinched them, all the time still rocking back and forth on his cock. She could feel him growing inside her as she reached for the champagne bottle. She took a long pull of the sparkling concoction. His eyes fixated on her lips as she seductively wrapped them around the bottle. She licked up and down the smooth glass as if it were his cock. His tool growing even stiffer as she took another long drink from the bottle. She felt like a wanton slut riding him but all that mattered was quenching the fire of her lust. She pulled the bottle from her lips and toyed with it some more, before pouring some over her breasts. She took one in her hand and licked the champagne from it finally sucking her wine covered nipple into her mouth. That was all he needed as his cock filled her. He rolled her onto her back, water splashing as he pistoned in and out of her. She grabbed the edge of the tub behind her head and pushed her hips up to meet his hard thrusts. She whimpered and moaned under him, his cock rubbing against her clit with every thrust. She could feel her orgasm building, warm tingles spread throughout her body. She pushed him off her and rolled over. Kneeling in the tub, she wiggled her ass at him. He grabbed her hips and with one thrust buried himself deep inside her. His hand reached around to stimulate her as he fucked her from behind. His orgasm triggered hers as they both came, gasping for breath as waves of pleasure washed over them. SPA DAY The spa treatments had been luxurious and left her completely revitalized, she hoped his day of golf had done the same for him. She stood in the steam room, warm water pouring over her, washing away the mud caked to her body from her last treatment. She lathered herself with the mango-scented soap fondly remembering the shower escapade of two days ago. Just the thought of it made her nipples hard and her pussy moist. This vacation had certainly invigorated their sex life. She dried herself off and put on the new dress she had bought for tonight's fancy dinner. Examining herself in the mirror brought a smile to her face, he'd really like this. She walked to the pool bar to wait for him, and ordered a drink to pass the time. She was on her third and feeling a little tipsy when he finally showed up. "You're late," she said. "I had to stop and get you something. Let's go to the room and I'll show you." She glanced at the little white bag he was holding. She couldn't make out the words but it looked like a jewelry store bag. "Okay," she said, "let's see what you've brought me to atone for your tardiness." He put his arm around her waist as they walked to the bungalow. She looked incredible, her tan accentuated by her new dress. I was a light shade of purple, a tight bodice and halter-style top barely contained her breasts. The skirt portion was several layers of thin fabric that stopped two inches above her knees, showing off her long legs. Her impatience was getting the best of her. The second they got to the room, she was asking about her surprise. He pulled a small box out of the bag and handed it to her. She opened it and gasped. It was a heart pendant encrusted with diamonds and amethysts the exact shade of her dress. "How did you know?" She asked. "I had some people let me know what you bought today. Here, let me help you with it." He put the white gold chain around her neck. The pendant hung just at the top of her breasts, drawing attention to her ample cleavage. She quickly went to the bathroom to look in the mirror. "It's perfect," she said hugging him and covering his face with kisses. "Let me get in the shower," he said pulling away from her, "then we can go to dinner." Reluctantly she let him go off to the shower as she went to the kitchen to mix them some drinks. She could hear the water and imagined him lathering himself up, his cock becoming semi-erect as he washed it. God she was horny. Well she had to do something about it she thought as she wandered to the bedroom. She heard the water stop and waited in anticipation for him to walk in. It only took a few moments, he walked in, towel wrapped around his waist another in his hands drying his hair. He stopped cold in his tracks the second he saw her. "That's not an outfit that will get me out the door to dinner," he said. "It's not supposed to," she explained. "It's supposed to get you hard so I can show my appreciation for my gift." "Well it worked." The bra and panties were simple yet elegant. She lay on the chaise in the bedroom, the panties cut high on her leg, the bra thrusting her breasts up creating a shelf of cleavage for her new pendant. That they were same lilac color as the dress just added to their sensuousness. "So why don't you bring your hard cock over here then?" He walked to her and, in one swift motion, she pulled the towel off him. His semi-erect penis bobbed in front of her and she quickly took it in her mouth. He grew while she held him in her mouth her tongue swirling over his sensitive tip. She didn't have to shift position at all, as she drew her lips back and forth across his shaft. She moved her hand to stroke the base as she covered the head with kisses and licks. His knees buckled as she sucked his whole length into her mouth. She could feel him getting close and pulled his hard on out of her mouth. "Why don't we switch places?" She suggested. He sat on the chaise. She pushed his knees apart and kneeled between his legs. Her hand massaged his shaft while she licked and teased his nipples. With agonizing slowness, she kissed her way back to his groin. Her lips slid up one side and down the other. He reached down to fondle her breasts as she took him back in her mouth. It wasn't doing much to sate her lust but he was certainly enjoying it. His hands left her breasts and went to her head. He pulled her mouth onto his shaft as she sucked deeply, her tongue swirling around as she sucked up to the head then back down to the base. He pushed her hair out of the way and watched her lips glide up and down his cock, her cheek bulging with his girth. "Baby, I'm getting close," he said, his voice thick with lust. "I know," she said licking the head and shaft before filling her mouth with his meat. "I mean really close." She didn't answer him; her head just kept bobbing up and down in his lap meeting the thrust of his hips. Her hand encircled the base of his cock, fingers massaging his testicles until his cock twitched between her lips, filling her mouth as she milked every last drop out of him. She pulled his cock out of her mouth and disappeared to the bathroom. After recuperating for several minutes, he made his way to the bathroom to find her putting away her toothbrush and getting out her lipstick to freshen it. "Go get dressed, I'm starving," she said. He slid up behind her. "The only thing I'm hungry for is you," he said sliding her panties off and licking her thighs. Unconsciously she spread her legs, his tongue licking her moist lips with flat broad strokes like an ice cream cone. She let out a moan as her knees went weak. She leaned against the bathroom vanity as his tongue sought out her erogenous zones. "I guess dinner can wait," she panted as he sucked on her clitoris. She moaned in delight as he slipped two fingers inside her and began thrusting them in and out of her. She could feel the orgasm building and moved a hand to his head to direct his efforts. In moments, she was screaming his name as an incredible orgasm washed over her. He kept licking her and she could feel the tingles of another release building. She wanted him inside her for this one. She pulled him to his feet and watched in the mirror as he entered her from behind. His cock slid in her easily. She was warm, wet and tight as he started pumping her. He watched the pleasure on her face in the mirror as he filled her. Her new necklace swung like a pendulum with each thrust of his hips. He reached up and unhooked her bra letting her breasts swing free. They swung in time with her pendant, each thrust giving them new life. He could feel her tightening around him and reached around to stimulate her clit. She started pushing back, meeting his thrusts as the pressure between her legs grew. After several quick thrusts they were coming together, both their bodies spent from the intensity. She turned to kiss him. "Well I guess we missed dinner." "We still have an hour, I changed the reservation. But first time for another shower." They both giggled and climbed into the shower. THE POOL Dinner had been perfect and they had followed that with a long romantic stroll on the moonlit beach. They walked up from the beach arm in arm, the full moon casting a white glow over them. A speaker by the pool still emanated that intoxicating island music even though no one was around to hear it. He pulled her close, dancing in small circles by the pool. "I love you," he said looking into her sparkling eyes. "I love you too," she said leaning closer to him. Their lips brushed as her hands went around his neck pulling him closer. She parted his lips with her tongue, probing deep in his mouth as the kiss became more passionate. Soon they were standing there making out in the moonlight. His hands roamed over her body caressing her curves through the thin material of her dress. She shuddered in anticipation as he slid his hands up her body and over her breasts. His hands went behind her neck, untying the strap of her halter-top dress and letting it fall. Her breasts glowed in the pale moonlight as he bent his head down to kiss them. His kisses felt like fire on her bosom, her nipples hardening instantly. She reached for the buttons on his shirt. If she was going to bare-chested so was he. His shirt was peeled off as he continued kneading and sucking her breasts. She could feel the warm tingles of pleasure spreading from her nipples down between her legs. She grabbed his hands and pulled them to her back, "Unzip me," she whispered in his ear. Slowly he pulled down the zipper, kissing her deeply while the dress separated. She pushed him away and wiggled out of the dress. She looked incredible standing under the full moon in nothing but her satiny panties and new pendant. He stood there getting more excited by the second as he watched her peel her panties off and walk into the pool. She called over her shoulder, "aren't you going to join me?" He quickly stripped and dove in after her. With powerful strokes, he swam to her and caught her in his arms. Their lips met as she wrapped her legs around him, taking him deep inside her with one thrust. The kiss grew more passionate as she sat there impaled on his shaft enjoying the feeling of him filling her. As they continued kissing, he guided them to the edge of the pool. The marble tile felt cool on her back as he pinned her against the pool wall and began thrusting his stiff prick in and out of her. Water sloshed all around them as he plunged deep inside her, her legs wrapped tightly around his waist. She could tell he was close to exploding and pulled off him, wanting their lovemaking to last a little longer. She swam to the shallows of the pool and crooked a finger at him beckoning him to follow. She lay down, the shallow water not quite covering her. Her breasts broke the surface like small islands of pleasure in a vast ocean. He glided over top of her and took her nipple in his mouth, sucking and nibbling on the hard nub. Her hips tilted up to receive his throbbing cock. He slid inside her while still licking and sucking her breasts. With a long slow rhythm, he pumped in and out of her, their own waves bouncing off the walls of the pool and washing back over them. He slid out of her and she took advantage. In one swift movement, she was on top of him. His cock stuck out of the water. She took it in her hand, rubbing it against her wet pussy before slowly inserting it inside her. With slow deliberate movements, she slid up and down his tool. She looked incredible riding him. The moonlight reflected in all the beads of water falling off her breasts as they bounced in time to her thrusts. He reached up to caress them as she reached behind her to his balls. She leaned forward kissing him to stifle the cries of ecstasy as he shot his load deep inside her, her hand milking his cock dry. She pulled her lips from his, both of them gasping for breath. "That was incredible," he said, "but what about you?" "Don't worry, you can take care of me tomorrow," she said smiling. She pulled herself out of the pool. "Let's go get some rest before tomorrow's adventure." He had almost forgotten about the trip to the waterfalls. They gathered up their clothes and headed back to the room for a good nights sleep. THE JUNGLE WATERFALL The bus left the resort early for the three-hour journey to the waterfall. They sat in the big comfortable seats watching the sunrise over the mountains as the road led them away from the ocean. They sat watching the island scenery go by, occasionally sharing a kiss. Finally, they arrived at the site. A tour guide boarded the bus and explained they could take the guided tour or go exploring on their own. "Well do you feel adventurous?" He asked. "Absolutely," she said, pulling the backpack onto her shoulders. They exited the bus, picked up a map and headed off into the jungle. There were no cooling ocean breezes here, and it was only a matter of minutes before they were covered in sweat. "Take the backpack for a minute," she said. Handing him the pack she peeled off her shirt, her light blue sports bra offering a much cooler, and as far as he was concerned attractive, alternative. They continued their trek up the gorge occasionally stopping to take a picture of the river or steal a kiss. After about half an hour, they began to hear the rumble of the falls. It got steadily louder as they pushed deeper into the jungle. They entered the clearing and stood staring at the falls. A hundred feet up in the dense jungle water poured out of the side of the mountain, thundering into the basin below. A dozen smaller falls created their own little basins, which flowed to the large one in an intricate lattice of streams then back into the river that disappeared back through the jungle. "This is beautiful," she gasped. "Come on let's go explore," he said taking her hand. They walked among the falls, hopping from rock to rock making their way to the base of one of the smaller falls. Behind the fall was a small grotto that they climbed into. The water rumbled down in front of them, the rock wall of the mountain behind them about six feet. "I feel like I'm in some secret pirate lair or something. This is incredible," she shouted above the roar of the water. "Do you know what a pirate would do to a woman who looked like you?" He asked. "No, what would a pirate do to me?" He pulled her up against him and kissed her, his tongue probing deep within her mouth. She melted into his body as his lips moved to her cheek then her neck and her ear until finding their way back to her lips. They kissed for several more minutes until she pushed him away. "This pirate seems relatively tame. Is that all he would do to me?" "No. No pirate worth his salt would ignore those lovely breasts." "You mean these?" She asked pulling her sports bra over her head. His hands went to them, kneading the flesh as his fingers tweaked her nipples. "I think I like pirates," she said as he took a breast in his mouth. He continued licking and sucking her breasts for several minutes before he felt her hand on his cock. "Well," she said, "I see my pirate has a nice sword. I've got the perfect sheath for it." She dropped her shorts and panties on the rocks and then pulled his down. They were both naked in their secret little grotto. "What would this pirate do with me now?" She asked lying back on the rocks. "Well you were the one who mentioned a sheath for my sword." "So bring it here and let's see how it fits." He sauntered over to her. She took his hard member in her hands and stroked the tip of it up and down her pussy. She put the head in slightly, coating it with her juices. A soft contented moan escaped from her lips as he slowly pushed more of it inside her. Unhurriedly he put his entire length inside her and began leisurely stroking it in and out of her. Her face contorted with pleasure as he quickened his pace, tiny squeals of delight coming from her mouth. He leaned down to kiss her as he continued pumping. Her hands grabbed his hips as she set the rhythm of his thrusts. Soon she was squirming underneath him, warm waves of pleasure spreading out from her loins as her orgasm came. Just as hers ended, his began, filling her with warm jets. She stood and kissed him. "Now its time to walk the plank," she said and dove through the waterfall into the basin. He followed right behind her. The cool mountain water felt good on his hot sweaty skin. They met in an embrace in the middle of their little pond. Tropical Steam They held each other for several minutes before they heard the sounds of the approaching tour group. Quickly they made their way back behind the waterfall and dressed. As the group started back down the mountain they joined it and went back to the waiting bus. "I'm starving," she said as the bus pulled up to the resort, the last rays of sunlight fading from the sky. "Why don't you go back to the room and shower while I go scare us up some dinner?" They kissed and separated. When he finally got back to room he found her freshly showered and sound asleep in the bed. After a quick meal, he showered and snuggled up beside her for a good night's rest. THE BALCONY The first rays of sunlight peeked up over the water and in through the French doors. He opened his eyes to see her standing out on the balcony looking out at the sunrise. Her frost white gossamer gown clung to her body. He laid there watching the brightening daylight outline her curves. Taking a cue from the desire building between his legs, he pushed the covers back and got out of bed. The slate floor felt cool on his feet as he made his way over to her. He slid up behind her and put his hands on her hips, then kissed her shoulder through the thin material. "Mmmm...good morning." She whispered. He said nothing. One hand reached up and moved her light brown hair away from the nape of her neck. His lips brushed the back of her neck, eliciting a soft moan. He covered her neck with kisses as she reached a hand over her shoulder and pulled his head toward her, her nails digging in the back of his neck. "God that feels good. You always know just how to get me excited." "I try. I think the location helps." The verdant tropical landscape would excite anyone. Their secluded balcony was high above the ground affording them a view of the turquoise waters of the Caribbean. Palm trees framed the resort pool with the sugary white sand beach separating it from the warm tropical waters. She turned to face him. "The scenery does help, but you excite me," she said huskily, and leaned forward to kiss him. Their lips met in a soft sensuous kiss. Gently, his tongue flicked along her mouth until she opened it to him. He explored her mouth, her tongue rubbing against his, softly at first then harder and harder as the kiss grew more passionate. While still kissing, her hand slipped down between his legs to stroke his stiffening manhood. They broke the kiss, and he stood there looking at her, his only thought was how much love and desire he possessed for this woman. Her gown had opened slightly, the sunlight cast a warm glow on her smooth alabaster skin. The edge of the gown only half covered her breasts; hard nipples pushed the fabric out and almost held the gown on her breasts. He reached up, slipped his hands inside the gown and pushed it aside exposing her full bosom. His hands cupped each breast as he massaged her nipples with his thumbs. She let out a soft moan and clasped her hands over his as he massaged her breasts. Her head went back, eyes closed, her state of arousal climbing higher and higher as she felt his lips on her throat, then her collarbone, the top of her breast, deep in her cleavage and then his tongue tracing back up the same trail. Her hands went from his to the back of his head and pulled him deep into her breasts. He breathed deep the scent of her. Perfume intermingled with the droplets of sweat forming in the warm humid tropical morning, mixing with a hint of coconut from yesterday's suntan oil. It was the most delicious scent he had ever experienced. The licking and nuzzling continued until he couldn't bear any more. Slowly he kissed his way down her belly, his tongue swirling the tufts of hair between her legs. She leaned back on the railing as his head went between her legs. His tongue traced the outline of her labia as she felt the wetness building inside her. Putting her foot up on a fortuitously placed cocktail table her moist pussy opened invitingly to him. She felt his hands on her behind as he positioned himself and dove his tongue deep inside her. She gasped with pleasure as he used his tongue like a penis, thrusting in and out. She could feel herself getting wetter and wetter. His thrusting transformed into licking as he began to concentrate his attention on her clitoris. She was writhing under his oral attention. He loved pleasuring her like this; all she needed was a little more. He took two fingers and played with the lips of her pussy, her juices covering them and making them slippery. He easily slid them inside her and slowly began stroking in and out. Her hands were still holding his head and he could tell she was getting close by how tightly she held on. He quickened his pace. He was incredibly good at this she thought. His tongue drove her into a sexual frenzy that was building to a crescendo; she could feel herself contracting around the fingers pistoning in and out of her. She bit her lip as the orgasm came closer and closer finally screaming out his name as her body was racked with spasms. He kissed his way up to her stomach, her chest and finally they were face to face. He held her limp body next to him. "That was incredible," she said. "But I'm hungry for more now. Sit down." He broke away from her, made his way over to the chaise lounge, and sat down. He watched as she slipped the gown off her shoulders, let it fall to the patio and sauntered toward him. Her hips swayed as she came closer, finally kneeling at his feet. Deliberately she began kissing her way up his legs. The anticipation was painful as she inched closer to his raging erection. He watched as her lips lightly touched his shaft. Much to his chagrin, she kept moving up body kissing his hip and stomach, finally stopping to lick and tease his nipples as her breasts brushed across his manhood. He reached down, squeezed her breasts around his engorged shaft and began rocking his hips back and forth. She pulled herself away from his nipple and slid down to facilitate pumping his penis in her cleavage. Every time the head of his penis slid out the top, she flicked her tongue out teasing the tip. After a few minutes, she slid further down and this time took his whole shaft in her mouth. Unhurriedly she pulled her lips up to the tip and then back down again. Up and down his shaft, she went with her mouth, while at the same time fondling his heavy testicles. He looked down at his lap, watching her lick and suck him to ecstasy. She looked up at him and smiled. "That feels incredible," he said. "Well, maybe I should take you inside," she said. "I like it out here in the sun." "I meant inside me," she said sitting up. She took his hard member in her hand and rubbed against her wet pussy. In one swift motion she sat on him, taking him deep inside her as they both let out a whimper of pleasure. Leisurely she moved up and down on his raging manhood, feeling him grow harder inside her. The look on his face told her he was close to coming. Well it was early in the day, she thought, he'd be up for more later. As she bounced up and down on him, she reached around and massaged his balls, milking the semen out of them. He bucked wildly feeling her contract around him as she drove him over the edge with her talented hands. The gradual buildup had accelerated to a breakneck pace. Their eyes locked as they thrusted in unison, she smiled watching him race toward his orgasm. He let out a scream as he came inside her, warm jets of liquid filling her. She leaned forward wrapping her arms around him. "I love the vacation so far darling," she whispered in his ear. "Let's go find a secluded section of beach and do this some more." THE BEACH They walked hand in hand down the beach, the sand as white as snow, soft as feathers beneath their feet. The bright tropical sun shone on the clear turquoise waters that lapped at their feet as they walked along the shore looking for a secluded spot. "This looks good," she said pulling the blanket out of the bag. "Okay," he said, watching her get the blanket set up. The new bathing suit looked incredible on her. The bottoms accentuated her curvy hips and the small triangle top barely contained her ample breasts. It was undoubtedly more revealing than what she would normally wear. Well it is the tropics he thought; this atmosphere undeniably diminished one's inhibitions. I may as well be topless she thought as she bent over and smoothed out the blanket. Of course, she did enjoy the obvious looks her assets got from the men, and even some of the women, at the resort when they were leaving. Besides, her significant other certainly appreciated they way she looked. He stood there just watching her as she rubbed the suntan oil into her long legs, over her stomach and onto her breasts. "Come do my back sweetie," she said sitting down on the blanket. He knelt behind her and squeezed some of the liquid into his palm. His hands massaged her shoulders and back, working the oil into her skin. Her hands rubbed the last little bit of oil into her legs as he continued his attention on her back. His gentle touch aroused her. She could feel the building wetness between her legs, as she slid her oily fingers up and down her thighs. He noticed her nipples stiffening first and then watched as her hands moved along her thighs. He moved closer to her, reaching around to cup her breasts, which elicited a soft moan of pleasure. "You are incredibly hot," he whispered in her ear. "No, I'm incredibly horny. They must put something in the water down here." He watched in wonder as her hands went between her legs and she rubbed herself through the bathing suit. Her breathing quickened as she rubbed faster and faster, spreading her legs to give better access. He continued kneading her breasts through the thin material, rolling her nipples between his thumb and finger. Their lips met in a hot passionate kiss. She could feel his penis hardening as she leaned against him. Well he would have to wait; she needed release first and wasn't waiting for him to take her there. She pulled her bathing suit aside exposing her soaking wet pussy to the hot tropical sun. She slipped a finger inside as they continued to kiss, her finger mimicking the in and out motion of their tongues. He looked down at this beautiful woman pleasuring herself, her fingers sliding in and out. "Let me help you," he said moving a hand from her breast to her clitoris. His fingers danced over her love button as she increased the speed of her fingers in and out of the warm moist hole between her legs. The tidal wave of orgasm was building within her, getting closer and closer with each passing second. The waves of pleasure began slowly emanating from her very core and extending out to her toes. He saw the look of rapture in her eyes and knew she was close. His lips went to that spot on her neck that drove her crazy. His lips felt like fire on her neck and it was all she needed to push her over the edge. She came in long slow waves, moaning louder and louder with each passing spasm. The orgasm was incredible. She needed more though. Rolling onto her stomach, she reached out and pulled down his bathing suit. Propping herself on her elbows, her mouth enveloped his hard cock. He looked down at her head bobbing up and down on his shaft, her well-oiled body glistening in the high sun. His hands continued playing with her breasts while she licked and sucked him. He moaned with pleasure, feeling the heaviness build in his testicles. As if sensing his closeness she pulled her lips off him and kissed her way up his chest until they were kneeling facing each other. "I want you so badly," she said. "Before the day is over I want to fuck and suck you in every way possible." She lay on her back and guided him so he was straddling her chest. Her hands went behind her back to untie her top. He watched her pull her top down, pick up the suntan oil and squirt it all over her breasts. Large pools of oil shimmered in the sunlight. He reached down and began massaging her slippery mammaries. The feeling was heavenly, her warm flesh soft and yielding in his hands. The fire between her legs began building again as he kneaded her breasts. She always melted when he touched her nipples. Time to melt him she thought. Her well-oiled hands reached out for his cock and placed it between her breasts. He took the hint and squeezed her tits around his throbbing rod. Instinctively, he began thrusting back and forth, sliding easily between her well-lubricated bosom. The sensation was incredible and it wasn't long before he could feel the pressure building again. The look on his face told her everything. She could tell he was moments away from coming; she was right, long ropes of creamy white semen splashed on her throat and chest. Her hands coaxed his load of sticky jism out of him and onto her glistening chest. He rolled off her, his head spinning with pleasure. She kissed him lightly, a hand snaking down his body and stroking his still semi-erect penis. She whispered in his ear, "Now come make love to me in the ocean." He sat there watching her swinging hips retreat into the clear waters. She pulled off her bathing suit bottoms, threw them back to the shore, and then dove beneath the water. He watched her wash her breasts with the salty water, and could feel his cock springing to life once again. She was right, he thought, they must put something in the water. The warm water felt good against her skin as she washed the stickiness off her. Looking up, she saw him walking toward her completely naked, his dick getting harder and harder with each step closer. God, she wanted that inside her. She started walking to him, they met in an embrace in the waist-deep water and kissed each other furiously, tongues intertwined and pressing for domination. His penis continued its rise, pressing against her pussy. She spread her legs, allowing the head to rub along her outer lips, occasionally nudging her clitoris. Finally, she could stand it no longer. Leaning back, she wrapped her legs around him and with one thrust took him deep inside her. She let out a gasp as he filled her completely and grabbed her hips just below the waters surface. He pumped in and out of her furiously as she just lay back floating on the water, her mouth open, eyes rolled back in her head. He could already feel her pussy muscles starting to contract around his thrusting manhood; it would take much to put her over the edge. A hand left her hip and started fluttering over her clitoris, causing her to writhe in ecstasy. What nimble fingers, she thought as the pleasure washed over her. She came in long slow waves, one right after the other. It was the most incredible orgasm she had ever felt. His quickening pace betrayed his closeness to orgasm but she wanted one last change. She pulled off him and pushed him to shallower water where she laid him down and climbed on top of him. His cock was hard as steel as she grabbed hold of it and put in inside her. She looked incredible riding up and down on his cock. He reached up and kneaded her breasts as she ground down on him. Two more quick thrusts and he was coming inside her, filling her with warm blasts. He pulled her down to him, "I love you." "I love you too," she said. They walked up to the blanket and fell asleep in the warm tropical sun.