Mimosas At Breakfast. Mischief By Noon.

A Tropical Vacation Tryst With A Deliciously Naughty Twist.

After breakfast, we lay by the pool enjoying a cocktail. Why not? We’re on vacation, aren’t we? No one knows us here. The confines of the world we left behind have turned to dust with the shimmering blue sea of adventure ahead of us.

It’s almost unimaginable that you could look even more inviting. Yet basking in the sun, your lotion-glazed body makes your long, lean body shine with the indulgence of being the gorgeous creature you are. Like a Hollywood starlet, your beautiful face still shows beneath the wide brim hat and oversized sunglasses. You roll your head towards me and run your hand down my body with an audible murmur, but I can’t see your eyes, and your expression hides your intent. Your fingers playfully tug at the waistband of my swim trunks.

“Listen,” I say, “I could lay here all day with you and the ocean in my view and be perfectly happy, but we’re going to end up knackered and sunbaked. So let’s go explore a bit, take a swim, and see if we can’t almost get lost.”

You sit up, swinging those fabulous legs over the beach chair, grab your glass, and down the remaining concoction. “Since you don’t seem to want any more of me, then let’s get lost!”

“Not want any more of you?? How many mimosas have you had? There’s no such thing as getting enough of you!” I reply, pulling you in for a delicious kiss.

“No, Sir!” you wag your beautiful finger at my nose, holding me back.

“Once before we unpacked. A second time after dinner and drinks and a third before breakfast this morning are quite enough!” poking my nose in the exclamation. Then you arch your perfectly groomed eyebrow at me, adding, “and that toy you brought out last night? OMG! I was a river! We’ve never done that before!”

The image of you spread out below me floods my mind. I had the Hitachi Magic Wand tucked beneath the cover at the corner of the bed. You looked so delicious. Your nipples were screaming hard, your body writhing with pleasure as you gyrated up and down my cock; your labia spread around my shaft looked like butterfly wings fluttering as you moved up and down my cock. When I pulled the toy out and turned it on, you looked up with curious eyes and a questioning expression.

“Trust me and lie back; this is all about you.”

Moments later, you were shivering, gushing, a waterfall of overlapping orgasms professing your complete willingness to be my sex object.

Popping up, you sashay your way into the sand, knowing full well you’re igniting everything that makes me a man. Those gorgeous, long legs, the lovely curved hips. A bare, elegant back and hair cascading down challenging the sun’s radiance.

We walk, holding hands, not saying much. We’ve always done well, not needing to speak too many words but hearing everything we’re saying. You sit at the water breaking into the beach, watching me walk in, dive, and disappear.

Your heart catches for just a moment as I haven’t resurfaced for a touch too much for comfort. Exhaling when you see me break through the topaz water, you lean back into the sand, watching my strong shoulders rotate through the calm blue waters. You’ve been in the hot sun long enough, the sea is too inviting. You want to feel wet and delicious. The warm water washes over your feet, cooling your toes with soft, wet kisses. Easing you into the sensation of being free but held, touched, and stroked over your entire body, you swim out to me. Floating, weightless, I wrap you around me, and we kiss, languishing in the all but abandoned azure sea and kiss more. I love kissing you. The way your lips part, then pause, open, asking, waiting, wanting me.

The sun and water, and warmth go right through us.

It’s hot; you’re hot. You feel how hot I am for you. Our kissing continues with an intense passion ramping up. My hands float over your body. Touching your breasts, fingertips brushing over your nipples.

You feel so sexy right now. So desired, your nipples press firmly against the thin fabric of your bikini, the waves slipping up and down over them send shivers down your body, the kisses taste sweeter and softer and longer than you remember. Rolling with you, we swim lazily back to the beach. Walking out, there’s not a soul in sight. Stepping a pace ahead of me, you feel my fingers running up along your ass, cresting over that divine dip. Walking into the valley above your hips.

I let them climb up along your beautiful back, curling them in your bikini strap I pull. Your forward motion and my little tug release your exquisite breasts. You turn around, hands on your hips, and smile. You don’t shy away from being exposed. Instead, you reach back and twist your hair up into a ponytail, then run your hands down your hips and deftly remove your bikini bottoms. Then turning to look at me, saying, “c’mon then, Mr. let it all hang out if you’re so brave!” Smiling a wicked grin, I step out of my swim trunks and toss them at you.

Scampering up the beach, you grab our beach bag and rush towards the palms and tropical foliage. Finding a spot that is partly hidden from view, you lay out the blanket. Laying down and spread out like a mermaid with your legs folded, I pounce on you. Kissing your delicious mouth, I move to your long, graceful neck, following my hands over your sexy shoulders. I kiss down your arms and across to your breasts, cupping, caressing, and swallowing each perfect offering, then wandering my way down your fluttering tummy before pushing your hips apart and slowly, so slowly hovering my mouth over your pussy. Tracing her silky soft folds and just dipping inside for a taste.

It’s too much; your taste is intoxicating. Not playing around anymore; I’m devouring you. Tasting deep and stroking my tongue up and curling around, swirling and lapping at your clit, hands scooped under your ass to lift you into me. God, I love your taste. Feeling your intensity build, my pace increases until your legs shudder, and the sweet flood hits my tongue and lips, and I drink you in. You reach down, grab my hair, pull me up to your mouth, and kiss me while holding my hard thick cock and sliding it inside you, sinking all the way in. Your hands in my hair, you lay back and indulge in feeling so wholly ravished. So perfectly full. So wet and feeling me so hard, pulsing and stroking inside you. “Mmmm yes baby… fuck me.. fuck me.. harder… perfect.. don’t change a thing,” you purr, running your arms up behind you. Your fingers dig in the sand, the thrusting shaking your body, your sunglasses fall off. Everything is so perfect. This moment. The way you feel. The way I feel. You open your eyes to see the lush green jungle and listen to the sea. Watching a tropical bird rushing along the beach, your eyes stop.

A feast for the eyes. A fantasy for the free.

There’s a man there. Not too distant. Watching. You clutch on to me in a moment of panic “we’re not alone!” You whisper between moans. I pull back and sit up. I see him. I look him over, carefully gauging his demeanour. He’s younger than I am. I can see a large silver watch, an expensive-looking bag, binoculars in hand. He’s a tourist.

Determining no threat, I reach down, lift, and turn you around, facing him.

“Show him who the sexiest woman on the planet is,” I say and push my cock back inside you.

“I think you’re a perv!” you say, looking over your shoulder at me, but you start fucking me. Pushing back hard, taking me deep. Keeping your gaze on me.

“Is he still watching?” You ask.

“Yes,” I reply, my hands pressing into your ass.

“Mmmm. Do you think we’re turning him on? Watching us fuck?”

“Yes”

“How do you know?”

“Because he’s stroking his cock. Turn around and see what you do to men,” I tell you.

You turn back and see him. Then, keeping your eyes on his hand, rubbing his crotch, his shorts strained by his erection.

I start fucking you harder. “Do you like it? Being watched? Being a show-off? Getting fucked right in the open. Your nipples hard, your pussy soaking wet. You like it. Tell me you like it,” I whisper in your ear. Licking, biting, kissing.

My hand wrapped around your waist, fingers spread around your clit, rubbing hard as I fuck you with my balls smacking your pussy.

You’re moaning loudly now, no longer shy.

He takes a few tentative steps closer.. about 10 feet away now. He’s dark-skinned, very fit, tall. He has a noticeably nice size cock.

My finger starts teasing your asshole, your pussy fucked in a steady rhythm with good hard thrusts to hit you deep. Jarring your spot like the clapper of a bell.

He takes a few more steps towards us.

I straddle you now, my hands moving up and cupping your gorgeous tits, your nipples pressed hard into my palms. Running my fingers across them. Pinched and tugged in tune with each thrust of my cock inside you.

He drops his bag and gear. He reaches into his shorts and pulls his cock out; it’s a very nice cock, as cocks go.

Glistening with pre-cum already, he starts slowly stroking it. Watching you bent over and getting fucked.

Watching your sexy face.

Watching your gorgeous tits shake.

He steps closer.

My cock is flooded by your pussy.

I smack your ass. A good firm spank. You shriek and moan.

He steps closer still. Right in front of you. Close enough that you can smell his cologne.

My fingers find your clit again, and I bend down, kissing your neck, nibbling, my lips sucking your earlobe.

I whisper, “Take it. Take your admirer’s cock.”

Your body shudders, and I drive my cock inside you hard and quick.

“Take it!” I say again

You look up at him .. eyes fixed on him. Then his hand stroking his cock… you reach out… you take it… it’s so hot, his skin, his cock, heavy, smooth, throbbing as you watch your pretty hand wrap around it. You start stroking his cock, and my cock strokes inside of you. Pumping his cock, you turn to look at me fucking you. Your face flushed, your pussy soaking wet, “ Can I..?” you start asking.

“Yes. I want you to have it.” I tell you.

Your eyes locked on mine. You start fucking me back just the way you want. I nod at you. God, you look terrific. You turn and stroke his cock down to his balls and rub your tongue up his shaft; your mouth swallows him. He feels so good and hard in your mouth. I feel so good and hard in your pussy. You feel so wet, so sexy.

His moaning tells you how satisfying you are as he slowly pumps his cock into your mouth.

A guttural moan leaves my throat. Kissing up your back, nibbling, and kissing your neck and ears.

My cock sliding in and out of your pussy, my finger slips in your ass. You moan and moan when your unnamed lover pulls back. Then, knowing it’s time, I pull you up, raising your tits to him.

He starts shooting ropes of cum all over your gorgeous tits, and your pussy feels my cock pulsing and shuddering deep inside you filling your tight, soaking wet pussy with my cum as his cock shoots and sprays strings of warm cum all over your sunkissed body.

My mouth on your neck, he bends down and kisses your cheek, saying, “you’re the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen,” as he gathers his belongings and walks away.

I finish fucking you, lunging to pump the last of my cum deep inside you, then collapse, pulling you over top of me. Kissing you and you kissing me back with ferocious passion. “You truly are,” I gush, grabbing swallows of air between your kisses, “The hottest woman I’ve ever seen.”

Smiling at me, your eyes vivid and dancing with colour, you slide down my body putting my still hard cock back inside your soaked pussy. Then, grinding me softly with your head on my chest, your finger across my lips, “Sshhhh,” you whisper, pulling the light beach blanket from the bag, draping over our spent, naked bodies. Finally, we fall silently asleep under the tropical sun.