3 comments/ 128376 views/ 11 favorites Beach Vacation By: jacqui4u2 A solid month of travel, meetings, and incredible project deadlines and I was mentally, spiritually and physically exhausted. I flew home and arrived at my apartment late Thursday evening and immediately passed out. The next morning, I went in and told my boss I needed a break. One look at my face and my boss knew he had one unhappy camper on his team. He smiled at me and agreed I should take some time off. I thanked him for his generosity and returned to my desk. With two phone calls, I booked a room at my favorite Bed & Breakfast at the beach and rented a car. I headed home and threw some clothes in a suitcase, and picked up my rental car. I headed out of New York in my sporty convertible, top down and radio blasting, managing to beat the horrendous Friday New York traffic. My mood improved as each mile took me further away from the stress of my life. I mentally committed to spend the next week relaxing and recharging my batteries. The sound of the surf crashing against the beach would provide me with the tonic from the accumulation of several months of stress. The feel of the sun on my skin as I read several "summer trashy novels" and work on my tan would recharge my body and realign my attitude. I sang along with the radio as time passed and I got closer to the beach. The miles passed quickly and I arrived at my destination in record time. I checked in, renewed my acquaintance with the host and hostess, unpacked and managed to fit a long walk along the beach before dinnertime. I took a long, luxurious bath and dressed, opting not to spend a lot of time on my hair and makeup. A simple sundress and sandals and I headed out, walking down the boardwalk toward the town center. Watching dolphins frolic 50 yards offshore was a good omen and I stopped for a few minutes to join others watching the show. I continued on my way and arrived in time for my dinner reservation thoughtfully arranged by the owner of the B&B. As promised, the seafood was fresh and deliciously prepared. I lingered at my table, enjoying the view and finishing my wine before heading back to the B&B. I paid my bill and headed back toward the boardwalk. On my way I noted that a new club had opened on the boardwalk and appeared to be very crowded. A sign announced that there would be live music on Saturday night. I returned to my room, and slept soundly, waking early to get a good spot on the beach. I had a light breakfast and was sitting in my beach chair by 9 AM. By 10 AM the beach was packed. One of the things I liked about this beach was the family orientation. No blaring boom boxes, or obnoxious college kids drunk and disorderly on the beach. The occasional scream of an angry child was a temporary disruption to the quiet of the beach. The day passed quickly, and I left the beach late in the afternoon feeling relaxed and refreshed. I stopped in the lounge for a glass of wine and took it out onto the deck where I could enjoy my wine and continue to enjoy the sun. All of the tables were taken, so I put my glass on the railing and relaxed. I must have been daydreaming because I was startled when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around and saw a man standing there. He said that he and his wife had seen me standing there and invited me to join them at their table. I replied that I didn't want to intrude but he replied that it was not a problem. Without waiting for a reply, he picked up my glass and headed toward his table. With little choice, I follow him to a table in the corner. He introduced himself as Steve and then introduced his wife Nicki. I tell them my name and sit down. Our conversation started awkwardly but soon finds a very comfortable pace. An attentive waitress refilled our glasses as our conversation covers a lot of ground. Both Steve and Nicki were very personable and friendly. I learn that they are newlyweds from Washington. He is a lobbyist; she works for a Federal Agency as an investigator. He is 31, she is 28. They are finishing the first week of their honeymoon and are planning to leave on Sunday to go on a cruise in the Caribbean Sea. When they find that I am alone, they invite me to join them for dinner. I told them I didn't want to intrude on their honeymoon. They both replied that it was no imposition and they insisted I join them. I finally relent and we make plans to dine in town at 8:00. We agree to meet in the lobby at 7:45. I excused myself to go shower. They stand up also and we part. I returned to my room and showered. I did spend some time picking an outfit, finally settling on a white knit minidress that showed the results of one day in the sun. Matching lingerie and sandals complete my outfit. I apply lipstick and some eye makeup, checking myself in the full-length mirror as I leave. I arrive in the lobby a few minutes late, and find Steve and Nicki waiting. I note that Nicki is wearing a short miniskirt and starched white blouse. Steve is in a pair of slacks and golf shirt. I find myself checking them out as I walk towards them. Both are tall, Nicki looks to be 5'10" and Steve is two or three inches taller. We stroll into town and I am surprised to find that we are going to the club I noticed last night. We sit down and Nicki tells me that they found this place the first night and have returned every night since. The food is good, the drinks are cheap and the music is great. Nicki tells me that she loves to dance but Steve has two left feet. I tell her I love to dance too and she happily replies that now she can enjoy the evening. We order dinner and drinks and spend more time chatting and becoming friends. When dinner is completed, Steve insists on paying for my meal despite my protests. We move to the bar area and sit down. Shortly after, the band shows up and begins to play. Nicki pulls me out into a small dance area before the first song completes. We end up dancing for the entire time the band plays, finally returning to our seats when they take a break. I am totally enjoying myself and Steve has drinks lined up when we arrive. I am thirsty and polish off several drinks in a short time. I stand up to go to the ladies room and ask Nicki if she needs to go. She joins me. There is a line to get in, but we chat like old friends as we wait. I do spend some time repairing my makeup and Nicki joins me. As we stand in front of the mirror, I look over at her and realize that I can see her entire breast I look at her from the side. I must blush because Nicki asks me if I am ok. I nervously babble something and we head back out to the bar. As we head back to the bar, I wonder why the sight of Nicki's breasts has me all in a tizzy. The band returns and Nicki and I are back on the dance floor. The bar has gotten more crowded, so I find Nicki and I have to dance closer together. I am now continuously aware of Nicki and watch her as she dances. This sexy woman has totally captivated my attention. My long dormant libido has awakened and I find myself wondering what Nicki looks like naked. I know it is absurd since she is a newlywed but I find myself watching her as she dances, noticing her body and the way she moves. I find myself getting very aroused as I imagine Nicki and I together. The dance floor continues to fill up and space all but disappears. This does nothing to help me and by the end of the second set, I am in a total mess. We return to the bar to find Steve grinning broadly as he welcomes us back. He pulls me to him, give me a big kiss on the cheek and a hug. He then does the same to Nicki. As I watch them, I realize that Steve is checking me out. I am sweaty and my dress is clinging to me like a second skin, highlighting my curves. I smile at him when he looks at me. I watch as he leans over and whispers something in Nicki's ear. I watch as she nods her head and leans up and whispers something in his ear. He nods his head. They both turn and look at me. I ask them what's going on. Nicki replies that they both agree that I am a really fun person and they want to prolong the fun. I smile and say thanks and my heart beats faster as I consider the implications of what they have just said. The rest of the evening passes quickly with the exception of a slow dance where Nicki pulls me into her arms and we dance. We start the dance at arms' length and end up in each other's arms with me totally conscious of the feel of her along the entire front of my body. We finally leave the bar and start slowly walking back. Steve and Nicki walk arm in arm. Nicki grabs my arm and pulls me close and wraps her arms around my waist. I put my arm around her shoulder. When we reach the B&B, Steve leans over and kisses my check and thanks me for taking care of Nicki. Nicki grabs my hand and leans forward and kisses me on the cheek and thanks me. She then whispers in my ear that her and Steve would love for me to join them up in their room and continue the fun. She moves back and looks deeply into my eyes waiting for a response. As I desperately try to come up with a response, she pulls me to the stairs and we climb up to their room. My response dies on my lips as we enter their room. Nicki pulls me close to her and our lips meet. I close my eyes as I feel her tongue pushing against my lips. I open my mouth and her tongue fills my mouth, swirling around and dueling with my tongue. Steve moves behind me and his hands' cup my breasts. Nicki breaks our kiss and reaches down and begins to pull my dress off. With one solid tug, she removes it over my head. Steve's hands only leave my breasts for a moment before returning to them, his fingers pulling on my rapidly hardening nipples. I feel helpless under this dual assault and find myself getting very aroused. I watch as Nicki begins to unbutton her blouse. She sees me watching her and asks me if I'd like to help. She moves closer and my hands reach out and continue unbuttoning her blouse. I pull it out from her skirt and with her help slide it off her arms. She grabs my hands and places them directly on her breasts. I begin to caress her breasts, mimicking what Steve's hands are doing to me. Steve unsnaps my bra and I stop caressing Nicki long enough to slide the bra off. It is her hands that reach up to caress my naked breasts. Steve's hands find my panties and he slides them off my hips. He moves around behind Nicki and I watch him slide her skirt off. I watch her panties slide down her legs. Her pussy is groomed and has just a small band of hair immediately above her pussy. With both of us naked now, Nicki pulls me to the bed. We end up lying down facing each other as she returns my hands to her breasts. She takes one of my hands, moving it down between her legs and looks me in the eye and tells me to play with her pussy. My fingers slide between her already swollen lips and slowly stroke her pussy. Steve has pulled off all of his clothes and is standing by the bed stroking himself. Although average in length, it looks very thick and I shudder as I imagine it sliding inside my pussy. Nicki notices where I am looking and tells Steve to join us on the bed. He climbs up to join us. I motion him to come to me. He kneels in front of my face, puts his cock against my lips and asks me to suck him. I open my lips and he pushes into my mouth. Nicki's hands find my pussy as my mouth slides up and down Ted's cock. Nicki urges me on, telling me how sexy it is to watch me suck her husband while I am playing with her pussy. Honestly, I am in sexual overload with all that is happening, but I also feel as sexy as I have ever felt. Nicki's lips begin to suck on my hard nipples as Steve begins to thrust his cock into my mouth. Steve is mouthing words of encouragement to me, telling me how good I am sucking him. Nicki is now sliding several fingers in and out of my horny pussy while she continues to suck on my nipples. Without warning, Steve's cock begins to spurt hot cum into my mouth. I was not ready for it and I gagged as I tried to handle his ejaculation. I feel some of it pass my lips as I struggle to swallow it all. As his spurts slow, I am able to catch up and manage to limit the mess on my face. Steve moves away from the bed, heading to the bathroom. Nicki giggles and volunteers to help clean me up. She slides up and I feel her tongue licking my face, helping me clean up Steve's mess. As her tongue scoops up cum, she shares it with me as our tongues slide against each other. Once done, we continue to kiss our lips and tongues melding, fanning our passion. Steve returns with two glasses of water. We break our kiss and I drink all the water. My mouth is parched. When done, Nicki asks me if I have ever been with a woman before. I tell her yes. With that, she turns around on the bed, uses her hands to open my thighs and lowers her face to my pussy. Her tongue slides sensuously along my pussy from top to bottom, ending up circling my ass and causing me to moan loudly. Her tongue rims my ass for a while as my hips wiggle to the sensation before moving back to my pussy where she begins to lick me better than I have ever been licked before. Her tongue knows just how to caress me, teasing my pussy as I push it up into her face. My hands move down to my breasts, pulling on the nipples. Her tongue continues to arouse me, pushing me closer to my release. My eyes are closed and my fingers are tugging on my hard nipples. I hear Nicki moan and I open my eyes to find Steve pulling her ass off the bed. Nicki's tongue leaves my pussy as Steve pulls her into a standing position at the side of the bed. He moves behind Nicki and I watch his revived cock begins to slide along her slit, poking against her clit on each stroke. She moans and braces her hands on the bed as her hips push back against him. With a shift of his hips, his cock enters Nicki with a smooth stroke, his hips smacking against her ass. I watch as he fucks her, his thrusts pushing her forward. Nicki collapses down onto her elbows, and begins to push back against her husbands' thrusts. I watch them from my prone position on the bed, my legs still lewdly spread. Steve reaches between her legs and caresses her clit as he fucks her from behind. Nicki is pushing back, grunting with each stroke and moaning with each withdrawal. I watch and listen as they fuck. Nicki's moaning increases in volume until with a final shriek, she collapses onto the bed as her orgasm runs through her. Steve's cock slips out when Nicki collapses on the bed. Nicki is lying prone on the bed, her torso covering my legs. After a moment to recover, she moves and whispers to us that she wants to watch Steve fuck me. Steve climbs on the bed between my legs and pushes his hard cock into my pussy. My wetness combined with the lubrication from Nicki's pussy allows him to push all the way inside me in a single thrust. Never in my life has a cock felt so wonderful inside me. It stretches me just enough that I can feel every nerve ending touching inside me as he withdraws, leaving only the tip inside, before thrusting back inside. I lift my legs onto his shoulders, allowing him to thrust deeper into me. Each thrust sends sparks from my pussy to my tits, and my hands return to my nipples and pull on them. I moan softly and close my eyes, enjoying the sensations. Steve's thrusts begin to pick up speed, and my pussy begins to throb, as I feel the first twinges of my orgasm. My hips are thrusting up, meeting each of Steve's strokes as my orgasm begins. I hear myself moan as my head shakes from side to side and my pussy contracts around his cock. I hear him moan, and feel him swell inside me. I then feel him ejaculating deep inside me as he collapses on top of me. My orgasm begins to wane as we both catch our breath. After a moment, Steve lifts off me and rolls away. I lie there, enjoying the lassitude of my orgasm. I must fall asleep, because I slowly return to consciousness. I groggily lift me head and look around. I am by myself. I get up off the bed and move towards the bathroom. I push the door open and find Nicki and Steve caressing each other as they shower. Nicki is stroking Steve's hard dick as he lathers her breasts. He sees me standing in the doorway and waves for me to join them. I step into the crowded shower. Steve and Nicki immediately begin to wash me, four hands busily soaping me. I close my eyes as they clean me, opening them to see whose fingers are caressing my newly cleaned pussy. Before our passions get out of control, Steve suggests we move back to the bed. As we dry off, I playfully lean over and take one of Nicki's nipples into my mouth and caress it with my lips and tongue. Her fingers wrap themselves in my hair as she pulls my mouth tighter onto her breast. I move over and suck on her other nipple as my fingers play with the wet nipple on her other breast. Her nipples are hard and rubbery as I continue to work them. She finally pulls away from me and grabbing my hand pulls me to the bed. She lies down on the bed on her back with her legs apart and invites me to continue my caresses. I crawl between her legs, straddling her. I am on all fours and lean down to kiss her. As our lips meet, her hands wrap around my neck and she pulls me down on top of her. Our kiss deepens as our tongues push into each other's mouth. I feel Steve's hands on my hips, moving me. His fingers slide down between my legs and begin to caress my pussy. Nicki moans into my mouth so I know Steve is also caressing her. Our kisses continue as Steve's fingers slide up inside me and begin to work in and out of my pussy. Nicki's hips are moving beneath me. I come up for air and get up on all fours. I look down between our bodies and see one of Steve's hands working Nicki's pussy just like mine. Nicki is breathing heavily and her eyes are closed. I lean over and kiss her deeply, my hips starting to pump against Steve's fingers. He now has two fingers inside me and my pussy is soaking wet. My nipples are hard and brush Nicki's hard nipples as her hips push up to meet Steve's fingers. I moan into Nicki's mouth as Steve's thumb finds my clit and begins to rub it. Seconds later, Nicki moans as her clit gets massaged. Nicki breaks our kiss and breathlessly informs me that she is almost there. I moan in response because I am also close. We both are moaning, me on all fours above Nicki as Steve's fingers continue to pleasure our pussies. Nicki's orgasm begins as she moans loudly, her fingers lock onto my nipples, squeezing them hard. This triggers my orgasm as waves of pleasure overcome me. I collapse onto Nicki as we both writhe to the pleasurable orgasms. I feel Steve's fingers leave my pussy and I moan as my lips contract slowly, sending little sparks of pleasure back up to my brain. My thighs are sticky and I know I am heavy lying on Nicki. I manage to get up and roll off her, landing on my side next to her on the bed. Steve slides between Nicki's thighs and mounts her. I watch as he slides into his wife. Her hips rise to meet his and their rhythm begins to speed up. He surprises me by lasting a lot longer than I expected and even manages to bring Nicki to another orgasm before he orgasms inside her. I look at the clock and see that it is now 4AM. I climb off the bed, put on my dress and bid goodnight to my new friends. Carrying my sandals and underwear, I creep back to my room, passing out in my bed immediately. Beach Vacation I was walking along the beach in Jamaica on a beautiful summer day. I had come to the resort as a vacation and to clear my mind. I had just ended a three-year relationship in a tumultuous manner. I had found my ex-girlfriend cheating on me. We had a huge fight when I confronted her about it and we were through. I took the trip just to get away from the whole situation. The pain of rejection still stuck to me and I found myself keeping human contact, especially with women, to a minimum. There were many gorgeous, half-naked women on the beach and around the pool but I could not look at them with anything but lust. I’m sure that with an ounce of effort I could have gone to bed with one of them, but I could not bring myself to have an empty fling. The hot sand was beginning to burn my feet so I wet them in the cool ocean. I stood there for a moment to take in the scenery. Tropical palm trees lined the inland jungle. The bay that I was in was full of sun and blue water as far as the eye can see. A lone figure sat near the tree line with a large fishing pole that looked like it was made of bamboo. I watched the man as he sat watching his line. There was a wicker basket next to him with at least one fish inside. Fishing sounded like a relaxing activity that would help me spend my time and take my mind off my troubles. I walked toward the man to strike up a conversation. The man shaded his eyes as I approached. I waved at him and said hello. “Hi, how are you today?” he asked. “Just fine. How’s the fishing?” I replied. “Pretty good. It’s just the thing to relax and soak up the sun,” he said. “My name’s Mark,” I said, holding out my hand. “Do you mind if I sit down?” “No, go ahead. I’m Stewart,” he told me shaking my hand. I took a seat next to him looking out at the sea. I asked him some questions about fishing; what was he catching, what kind of pole he was using. He gave me a brief history of his fishing experiences here. He had been coming to Jamaica for years to just sit in the sun and relax. We soon fell silent listening to the gently crashing waves, neither of us being big talkers. For the first time since I had been here I began to loosen up. I heard a rustling behind us. Remembering some vague warning of snakes in the jungle, I quickly moved out on to the beach. Stewart remained seated but with a big smile on his face. “That’s probably just my wife rolling over. She likes to have some shade when she lays out,” Stewart said. I sat back down, feeling a little foolish. We stayed mostly quiet except for a few words of generality for quite a while. After a while, I stood up and thanked him for his time. I wanted to search out my own fishing equipment and get going. He stood up with me and said, “Before you go, would you like to meet my wife? I think she’d be upset if I made a friend and didn’t introduce her.” “Sure,” I said, not wanting to be rude. He planted his pole in the sand and began along a small path that really just consisted of branches that had been previously pushed out of the way. We made our way to a small clearing about 25 feet from where we were sitting. Lying on the ground was his wife. She was topless and wearing only enough of a yellow bikini bottom to cover her pussy. Her chest was small and further flattened by being on her back but that did not stop me from immediately being aroused. It had been months since I had seen a live naked woman. I could not think of anything to say. I averted my eyes to keep from appearing like a pervert. She was asleep so I made a waving gesture to Stewart to indicate we should go. He briefly gazed at my expanding shorts. “No, it’s okay. I can see you’re…up,” he said in a low voice so she would not awaken. I became rooted to the spot with my lust and decency wrestling with each other. Lust soon won as I stared at her naked chest. Decency’s only victory was that I did not reach down and grab her body. I just stood there drooling over the naked body in front of me. “Why don’t you jerk off on her?” Stewart suggested. I could not believe he was serious. I thought he was being critical of my leering. I began to retreat to the beach. I had my back already turned when he said, “Wait. I mean it. She loves having cum on her. It would be a treat for her. Hopefully she won’t wake up until you’re done.” I again weighed my options before losing to lust again. I undid the tie on my shorts and dropped them to the ground. I tried not to appear too anxious. A wave of self-consciousness came over me as I stood naked in front of this virtual stranger. I soon overcame that thought as I began to stroke my hard cock. She was not a great beauty but her lithe body was more than enough to help me release my pent up cum. I kneeled down next to her with the shadow of my hardon covering her breasts. I focused on her hard little nipples and the postage stamp of a bottom she had on. I spotted a bottle of suntan lotion nearby. Picking it up, I squirted some into my hand. I slowly spread it across my dick as I rubbed myself. The slippery oil was more than enough. I shot several streams of cum across her tits. I squeezed the last of my spunk onto her face, leaving drops on her forehead and lips. I was breathing heavy and suddenly remorseful. I looked up at Stewart who was giving me a big smile. “Hon, you can get up now,” he said. The woman arose smearing my cum into her skin. “That felt great! Thanks!” she said as she rolled over and began to fondle my semi-erect, greasy dick. She got up on her knees and gave me a kiss on the cheek. Then she took my face in her hands and stuck her tongue in my mouth. I began to get erect again. “Maybe we can see you tonight?” she asked as she took another long stroke of my cock. “Um, sure,” I stammered. “See you then,” Stewart said. He had gathered the few things that they had in the clearing. His wife got up and stuck her tanned ass in my face before walking over to him. The view of her string thong running between her tight ass cheeks got me back to full staff. As they disappeared behind the thick foliage, I dumbly sat there naked and dripping cum. After I thought they would be gone, I gathered up my shorts and put them back on. As I reemerged on the beach I noticed that Stewart had left his fishing pole behind. There was a note with their hotel and room number on it. I cast the line into the water and sat down under a tree. It looks like this vacation was going to be just what I needed to relax. Beach Vacation I woke up in a sweat. Whatever I had been dreaming must've been good. As I pulled my pajama pants off and kicked them onto the floor, I glanced over at the clock. 2 a.m. Wow. What a vacation this was turning out to be. Here I was, young, single, and looking ten times better than last summer, staying in a hotel I could never afford, right on the beach, and I was in bed at 2 in the morning. I lay back down, promising to myself that I'd stay out late tomorrow night, and pretending it was jet lag that made me so tired. I'll wear my new dress, and those sandals I bought last week, I thought. My thoughts were suddenly interrupted by noises from the room next door. I groaned. I was on vacation with my roommate, Jackie, her boyfriend, Greg, and his roommate, Travis. My room was in between Travis and the other two. I knew from experience that this meant for me a month of sleepless nights. I put a pillow over my head as the marathon sex I'd become accustomed to during the two semesters we'd lived together began. Not that I'd deny the girl sex, I mean, she was lucky to be with Greg at all. I love her, but he's out of her league. She's rich, and petite, and quiet, and smart, and sort of cute, but really plain, while he's tall and blonde and smart and charming and president of like, every club in the book, and on the basketball team. Not to mention the boy's stamina is out of this world. On that note, I decided to go outside and smoke a cigarette. Since it was the middle of the night, and I could see no people on the beach outside my window, I didn't bother putting back on my pajama pants, which left me in a tank top and panties. I pulled my hair up into a knot on top of my head, grabbed my Camels off the table and stepped out onto my tiny balcony. "Shit," I said aloud, realizing that I'd forgotten my lighter. I turned to go back inside, only to find the sliding glass door locked. "Shit!" I said again, slightly louder. "What's the matter?" Travis' voice made me jump, and I dropped my cigarette. Bending down to get it, I cursed myself for being stuck out here with nothing on and only Travis to rescue me. Travis and I had never gotten along. As I stood back up, I caught him checking me out and against my better judgement, stretched, giving him a better view of the body I'd spent all winter working on. What am I doing? I thought. But I couldn't help myself. I hated him, but he was hot. "I'm locked out," I answered finally, satisfied to see him drooling over me. "Uh huh. Want to climb over to my balcony and go through my room?" "Lot of good that would do me, with no room key," I answered, as I leaned forward (sexily of course) for him to light my cigarette. "Hm. Guess you'll have to call the front desk." "Yeah." We smoked in silence for what seemed like ages. "So what are you doing here? I thought you'd be out fucking a total stranger by now." "Haven't seen anything I liked yet," (I took offense to that) "And there's stll time." Silence again. I finished my cigarette and tossed it. "So can I use your phone?" I asked. "Yeah, c'mere," he tossed his cigarette and reached for me. I clumsily climbed over the rail that separated our balconies and he helped me down. I thought that maybe he kept his hands on my sides for just a split second longer than he should have, which boosted my confidence right back up again. We went inside and I stared at the television, pretending to watch what was playing. I was stalling. Partly because I knew I'd never get to sleep with Jackie and Greg fucking all night long - and they would be - and partly because suddenly I was uncontrollably attracted to Travis. "Hey would it bother you if I hung around for a bit? Jackie and Greg are-" "Yeah I figured they would be by now. That's why I fought you so hard for this room," he winked at me. Chills went over my entire body. I climbed onto the bed, and under the covers. "Make yourself at home," he smiled. "Well, it's cold," I lied. Travis stripped down to his boxers and climbed in next to me. I stared at him, hardly able to keep myself off of him. I prayed he was having the same trouble. He had messy dark hair and pale green eyes that pierced you. His skin was tanned, which showed off his muscular arms and abs and legs. The image of what he'd look like on top of me, tense and sweating and fierce, flashed through my mind and awakened something between my legs. We lay there in silence for about three years. Finally, he spoke. "Are you falling asleep?" I took this as my chance to stay there for even longer, and didn't answer. "Leyna?" he whispered in my ear so close, I could feel the moisture in his breath on my ear and neck. I pretended to be asleep, and made a tiny noise and cuddled closer with my back against him. I could feel him getting harder against the small of my back, and pressed against him. He stayed quiet for a moment, and then I felt his arm around my waist. It was so comforting and gentle, I wanted to just melt into him. His arm tightened and I was up against him again. I could hear his breathing begin to stagger and grow heavier as he held me tight. This was all I could take. "Travis," I whispered, terrified that he'd let go of me. But he didn't. His mouth moved closer to my ear, and he kissed it, whispering my name. By this time I was sure I'd pass out at any moment just from sheer ecstacy. "I want you, Travis... Mmm I want you so bad.." I moaned as I begin grinding against him slowly. His grip on me tightened and I felt the muscles in his strong arm tense up against my chest. "God, I want you too, Baby, you feel so good!" he breathed into my ear. His words alone drove me crazy. I turned to him and he pulled me into him, kissing me passionately and pulling my panties down. I frantically pulled down his boxers as he tried to remove my tank top and get out of his boxers at the same time. We rolled around on the queen sized bed, kissing and panting and grinding. Then he stopped suddenly, and got over me. "Wait, I want to enjoy you," he smiled, kissing me gently on my lips and working his way down. He was so thorough, taking each nipple into his mouth slowly, circling and teasing them with his tongue until I wondered if I'd climax before he had a chance to touch me. Then I felt his strong hands on my thighs, pulling them apart, and running his fingers up my leg. I shivered and giggled. He smiled up at me. "Damn I've been wanting you for months. I've been dreaming about this ever since I found out we'd be on this trip together," he spoke as he explored my body, lingering in the spots that made me jump, and teasing the spots that made me moan. I closed my eyes and drowned in his words and touch. "Now I've got you for a whole month all to myself." "Oooh, that feels sooo good," was all I could bring myself to say. He pulled himself on top of me. "I want to make you feel good." "I want you inside of me so bad," I moaned, wrapping my legs around him. I could feel his hardness up against me and I grinded against it. By this time, I was wetter than I'd ever been and before long, he was able to slip inside of me without needing me to guide him. It just happened. The moment I felt him, I squealed in delight and my hips began to buck against him, almost involuntarily. "Oh my god, Leyna, you feel so good, baby," he grunted. But I was almost too far gone to even hear him. He hardly had to move at all, I grinded my hips into him, desperately needing as much of him in me as I could get. When I slowed down out of exhaustion, he took the opportunity to switch places with me, positioning himself under me. "Now this is a better view than the one through my window," he laughed. I bathed in his attention and showed off my breasts and tummy, arching my back as he took a firm grip of my hips and pounded into me. "Oh baby, I'm gonna cum..." he said, between thrusts, but I hardly heard a word. I was nearing climax myself and realized that at some point I'd reached down and begun playing with my clit. My fingers moved faster and I grinded harder as Travis' body tensed up, and I saw that fantastic look come across his face, as he came into me. Halfway through his orgasm, that dizzying feeling exploded between my legs and spread throughout my entire body like lightening. Travis sat up and took me in his arms as I shook with pleasure. Exhausted, I fell next to him on the bed. The next thing I knew, I woke up to the phone ringing. "Mm, answer it," Travis said, without opening his eyes. "Hello?" my voice was scratchy from the night before. "What the hell are you doing in Travis' room?" Jackie's voice squealed into my ear. "Oh my god, you didn't!" I laughed. "I did, and you'll excuse me, I'd like a few more hours of sleep before I do again." I hung up and settled back into bed in Travis' arms. This was turning out to be a pretty good vacation after all! Beach Vacation Our story starts out with us getting out on a vacation for a week. We decide that we need a little vacation away from all the hustle and bustle of everyday life. We fly down to the Caribbean for a week long of sun and fun. When we check into the hotel, which is right on the beach, we decide that the beach is a great place to be. I change into a pair of swim shorts while you go into the bathroom to change. You are in there for a few minutes with the door closed, and when you walk out, my jaw nearly hits the floor. You are absolutely gorgeous! You are wearing a little bikini that I haven't seen before. It fits you perfectly, from the perfect little amount of coverage on the top, to the perfectly tied sides of the bikini bottom. I want to jump on top of you right there, but you tell me that there will be time for that later. Now is time to hit the beach for a few hours before dinner. As we go down, we walk past several other couples that are staying at the resort. All of them, guys and girls, stop what they are doing to watch you walk by. You are beautiful. We get down to the beach, and find a spot that is a little secluded, away from all the traffic walking back and forth near the water. There is a small table with an umbrella canopy and 2 chairs, where we are able to set our drinks and towels. We set out our towels, and choose to lie on the sand, which makes things even a little more secluded. We lay on our backs, and hold hands as we soak up the hot sun, but are kept somewhat cool by the light ocean breeze that is blowing over us. We both drift off to sleep and let all the outside worries just slip away. A short time later, I wake up to realize that there are 3 other couples that have situated themselves near us, but not too close to feel like we are crowded. As I look over, I can see all of them sneaking glances over towards us, and talking amongst themselves as they lay with their partners on the sand. Just then, you wake up, and tell me that you want to flip over. The sun is making you hot, and I offer to help to put more lotion on your back and legs as you roll towards your stomach. Once there, I reach up by your head to grab the lotion, and whisper in your ear about the people near us, and how they are watching you. You just laugh at me and say, 'no they aren't.' But as soon as I lift myself off you, you turn your head with your eyes still closed, towards the other people. I start with the lotion on your upper back, and am making sure to use long, slow, sensuous strokes along your back and shoulders. As I sit on top of you, I take some more lotion in my hands and run it along your shoulders and down your arms. A little sigh escapes from your mouth, and I can tell that you have become VERY relaxed. As I work my way back up your shoulders, and back down the middle of your back, I untie the bottom strap on your bikini top. I pull the strings apart, and lay them to each side of you, as I bring my attention to your now-naked back. I glimpse over to our watchers, and see that they all are seeming to watch us a little more closely, and they all seem have gotten a little closer to each other. I run my hands all the way down to the small of your back, and to your hips, just to the top of your bottoms, and then slowly back up. When I get to the top, you lift your hair up a little to allow me easier access to your neck, and I massage your neck for a little while. A few more quiet moans escape from you, and then I untie the top strings of your bikini, leaving the top of your suit totally off of you, as you lie on your stomach. I work my way back down your back, to the top of your bikini bottom, and I continue to hear little moans from you, and you are slowly starting to wiggle your ass back and forth just a little bit, and I can see you looking over at our watchers every once in a while to see what they are doing. I lift my hands slightly so I slide down your ass and to the top of your thighs. When I bring my hands up closer to the insides of your thighs, you spread your legs just a little bit, allowing me easier access to lightly brushing your pussy over your suit. When I bring my hands up a little more, I hold onto the edges of your suit, pulling them up an in, to turn your already small suit into a thong. My hands are running up and down your thighs, and linger more at the tops, as your hips are starting to rock back and forth. We both look over to our watchers, who are now not even trying to hide the fact that they are watching us. They all seem to be putting their hands on each other while watching us. This seems to egg you on even more, as I reach for the tie-strings on your bikini bottoms. Two slight tugs, and the strings release their hold on your body. The fabric of your suit is still covering your ass, but not much of it. I reach up between your legs, and then realize that you have reached behind me to grab hold of me as well. It seems like there will be no end to this, so I start to pull the bikini away from your ass. As I start to pull, I see that this is also turning you on, because rather than lay like there is nothing happening, you lift your hips ever so slightly, and the bikini bottom pulls away from underneath you. You are now lying naked on the beach, with 3 other couples about 15 feet away. We both look over again, and can see that our show has also fueled our onlookers. They all have taken to lying on their sides, with the women in front of the men. Two of the women have their hands behind them, probably in the shorts of the men behind them. The other couple has the man reaching around the front of the woman, and is feeling the woman's breasts through her top. We can see all of them getting even more heated up. I continue with my massage, paying even more attention to the lowest part of your back, and down the crack of your ass as you lift your hips to meet me. I brush across the edge of your pussy, and you push even more into me. Your juices are getting all over my hand, and as I bring it back up, it is already wet. I look down to see your legs dripping with your juice. I love seeing you so wet. After a short amount of time this way, I tell you that I should probably get the front of you too, as I don't want you to get sunburn on your front (even though you've already sunned that side). The adventure continues by you rolling so you are facing our audience, with the bikini top totally falling off. As you are on your side, you give them total view to your body, and even lift your knee just a little bit, to be sure that they can see your neatly trimmed bush. You are watching the other couples, and seeing them begin to squirm as well. You continue your roll onto your back, but keep your head turned to watch them as well. I focus my attention back on your naked body, and start to massage your breasts, and down to your pussy. As I am moving across your body, you pull on my shorts, and pull them off of me, so we are both naked in front of this group of people. I keep massaging your breasts, and stoop down to kiss and lick your nipples. You are now switching between looking down at me, over at the other couples, and just closing your eyes and enjoying what is happening. One time when you look over, you realize there has also been some changes in the couples watching us. They have had some clothes adjustments, as two of the men have their shorts pulled down just a little bit, with the women stroking their hard cocks. The bikinis on the women are no longer completely covering the areas they are supposed to, and the hands are being rubbed all over their bodies. You realize that we are the ones who have started this, and it makes us even more horny. You are so turned on, that when I reach down between your legs, and gently rub your clit, you immediately tell me not to stop and that you are going to cum. It only takes another three to four brushes across your clit, and you start to cum. This seems to start a chain reaction with the other couples, as two of the women also start to cum. As they, and I, see you continue to cum, everyone else all orgasms almost at the same time. You watch back and forth between seeing my cum spurt out of me, and over to the other couples, as they also cum on and near their spouses. As everyone starts to realize again where we are, we know that there is unfinished business. We both want to get back up to the room to fuck each other brains out, and it appears that so do the other couples. We both get up, still naked, and walk over to the other couples. We tell them thank you for being our audience, we hope they enjoyed what they saw. They definitely agreed with that statement. We walk back over to our clothes, and put them on for the brief time until we can get back into our room. The other couples seem to be doing the same thing, as we walk away from the beach, arm in arm, back towards the room. To be continued... Beach Vacation I got checked in to the hotel and decided to get in a comfortable sundress and heels and go to the hotel bar – wide open to the beach – to get one of those frozen fruity drinks with an umbrella. I was sitting at one of the outside tables looking at what promised to be an incredible sunset in about an hour. That's when I saw you. You looked directly at me – I don't know for how long. You were with a few of your cronies having beer or something but even through your sunglasses I felt your heated glare. It warmed my legs on up, this gaze, as if the sundress wasn't there. It was an appreciative one, and longer than it should be. I had to look away, but even as I did, I felt you. I slurped the rest of my drink as I wondered how long it's been since I had such a strong reaction to a man from across the room. Just then a waiter brought me over a second drink. I looked at him confused and he said that it was from an admirer. I looked over at you and you motioned your beer as if to 'clink' my glass. I blushed and made the same motion. You again kept the gaze longer than the norm and again I was warmed. At that moment another man came over to my table and asked me if he could sit down. I said, "No thank you." He kept talking and I told him that he should please leave. He did ignore my request and started telling me that a woman alone in St. Croix can be in danger and he'd be happy to be my tour guide for the duration of my stay. I was getting very annoyed and uncomfortable. I told him that I was NOT in danger from anyone but obnoxious idiots. He used an expletive, but thankfully left. That's when you appeared and told me that you were ready to come to my rescue. What you didn't realize was how auditory I was and the sound of your voice sent my mind and lust soaring to a gear I was quite unprepared for. I told you that I didn't need someone to come to my rescue. But I couldn't help but smile and I'm sure you saw my response to you. You asked what I did need and I said – "nothing yet." You had taken off your sunglasses and I was looking in to your eyes unable to talk. I finally found my words and said, 'Thank you for the drink.' You smiled and your gaze didn't leave my eyes. 'May I share it with you?' I motioned for you to sit down....and so it begun. You kept the conversation light, talking about the sights, the diving, the bars, the food. You'd been there a week already and planned on another week. I told you that I was there for a week also and was looking forward to all the sights, diving, bars, and food. Although the conversation was light, your voice and eyes were seducing me. The island music came on and the sun was setting and it was stunning. You stood up and put out your hand and although you asked, "Care for a walk?" and although it wasn't a command performance – there was no way I could turn you down even if I wanted to. The alcohol was running through my veins and lust was pooled in all sorts of spots. I took your hand and you told me that you knew just the spot to watch the sunset. We walked, and as we walked your fingers traced circles in my palm. How could you know that this very simple act drives me insane – as if directly connected to points well-hidden? Each light and innocent place you touched drove me further and further into your web under a spell. You continued to speak lightly about the locals, the wealth, the poverty. You spoke as if you had no idea the effect you were having on me – but your eyes showed me that you knew each part of me. At the same time I felt aroused and comfortable. When we got to a private cove, a blanket was laid out and some drinks were there. You came close to me, and moved my body around, and very closely turned my head towards the sun. Your mouth so close to my face, you whispered in my ear to look at the sunset. I swallowed hard trying hard not to visibly react to your whisper and breath in my ear. The sunset was breathtaking, but your breath and voice were completely undoing me. As I was looking ahead at the sunset, your mouth found my neck. We both knew where this was headed and it was extremely arousing. "You like that, Jayne? I like your reactions – you're very transparent." The words were spoken into my neck undoing me, making me melt in to you – glad you were holding me up. You stopped what you were doing and I turned towards you – feeling the need for more. You took my own hand and moved it to touch the neckline of my dress – this act so intimate. I'm ashamed that I want you as badly as I do without knowing you – but I can't think of anything but the physical. You seem to understand what my body craves. I take your hand from the neckline and take a finger in my mouth. Hearing the light gasp from you is heady and I start to suck it. "Kiss me, Jayne." You stood perfectly still looking deep in my eyes. You saw the lust there. You saw the want. You saw that I wanted you to make this move – but you would not. You saw my pupils dilate and my nose flare and my throat bob. I put my hands on your shoulders and tiptoed to your mouth and gently put my mouth on yours. And then we both took. You took my mouth, my desire, my lust and sent it higher, higher with your invasive and hungry kiss. I returned the passion with my own and couldn't get enough of the taste of you. The passion you were unleashing in me was unparalleled – I'd never felt like this. The need for what I know I've never had or felt before. The urgency was on both our parts. Your hand cupped my breast and I quivered. Your mouth came down and through the fabric, you sucked. I gasped. The need stronger still. I grabbed your head keeping it there – not wanting the joy to end. "You want more, Jayne? Tell me what you want. Tell me, and it will be yours." "I want you inside me – soon. I need it. I want more and more – but after – right now I need you inside. I want a week of you. I want to eat with you, drink with you, dive with you, and make love with you. But right now – right now, I need you inside." At once two fingers inside me! Oh my God! The sensations. "Like that?" I couldn't speak. "Or you want something else?" I pressed my hand against your arousal in your shorts. You gasped again when I took my fingernail and lightly outlined your bulge. You were so hard. "Take it out." I did. I removed your shorts and I was holding your very hard cock as your fingers were inside me. I needed. I wanted. I was soaked from the evening's seduction. I stroked you, so hard and beautiful. Your eyes told me you liked what I was doing, your cock told me you liked what I was doing. The desire to taste you was becoming overwhelming. I knelt down on the blanket and looked up at you silently asking you if it was okay. You nodded but that wasn't enough. "What do you want?" you asked. "Take what you want, Jayne, take it." That was all I needed. I took your balls in my mouth and swirled them. Another gasp as I felt your legs sturdy themselves. Your hands naturally went to my hair. I took my tongue and very slowly licked up the vein on your hard shaft and flicked my tongue under your rim, so slowly all around. Your cock was twitching as if telling me it wanted more. I took you inside my hot, wet, mouth. I let you stay in my mouth for a moment still, feeling the pulse and throb. God!! It felt so good. I put my hands around to your ass and pulled you in and sucked, bobbed my head back and forth. You were getting harder and harder and I loved hearing your sounds as well as listening to the sounds of my mouth slurping on you, devouring you. But you wanted more than this.... and you had the control to move. You guided me on my hands and knees and told me to watch the sunset. And in one hard thrust I felt you enter me. So hard! So deep! OOOOOHHH! I felt the build so fast - coming over me like the waves I was watching. You took yourself out. I felt empty. "All week, Jayne? Is that what you want?" "YES! PLEASE!!!! PUT IT INSIDE ME!" You needed it too - and pounded in to me over and over again. "More! More! More!!!!" We were matched well and I started to cum. "Oh God, pleaseeeeeeee don't stop!" And you rewarded me - giving me the most powerful orgasm of my life – I shatter watching the sun finally set. You pound and pound, making me explode and explode. Knowing it will be a fabulous week.