The warmth folded around us like a comfy blanket after the cold air on the flight. The island sun and warm breeze were an instant hit, and I could see Lisa just spreading her legs a little more to let the warm air flow in under her sundress. I knew her pussy would be soaking up the warmth and growing restless for the sun to kiss its naked lips. The nude beach was the final pro on our list in choosing our honeymoon destination and finally, we were here.
Lisa and I held hands, kissed, and brushed each other’s back and butt as we quickly went through the check-in at the hotel and soon found ourselves naked on our bungalow bed, fucking like the horny nymphs that we were. The curtain waved and danced in front of the floor-to-ceiling open glass doors, glimpses offered up of her sucking my cock, her tiny ass in the air for the world to see how open and wet her pussy was. After orgasming quick and hard we showered, fingers slipping into her pussy with ease, first one and two, then four, her hips bucking, her moans music to my hardening cock. There was no slowing us down.
On the first night, walking along the beach, we found this almost run-down local bar. The crowd was heaving and moving in the sweltering heat of the night; gorgeous, tanned bodies dancing and grinding. I looked down at Lisa and her hair plastered to her temples, the tell-tale red flare around her neck and upper chest already blooming. God, she was beautiful. Her tiny frame intoxicated me, her small breasts that barely filled my palm but tipped with the biggest hard nipples ever, the same nipples that were standing erect, pressing against the flimsy material of her dress. She wanted it, and I wanted to give it to her.
I pushed her ahead of me, through the throng of people, bodies and arms touching, and I made sure to give her tight butt a squeeze. She stared over her shoulder, licking the tip of her tongue over her lips. Once we traversed the dancefloor, I pushed her against the bar, pressing my body against hers. The thin material of the swimming trunks I choose to wear allowed my hardening cock to press neatly in between her butt cheeks, a familiar nest for it. Only this time, I had left the briefs in the suitcase and the feel of the thin material separating us, pushed the erotic feelings to the next level. A level we desperately wanted to explore.
Talking over her shoulder, I ordered two caipirinha’s, making sure my hands circled her tiny waist, fingertips just above her substantial mound. I could feel the thin material of underwear under her dress and wondered if it was a thong. I pushed away from her just enough to slide my hands up her hamstrings and over her but, hooked my fingers into the now discovered thong and pulled it down and let her step out of them. She turned around and lifted her dress just enough for me to see her glistening pussy lips, two tiny drops flowing down her inner thigh. She was a hot wet mess and I loved it.
We found a booth seat in the one corner furthest from the bar and scooted in, her dress rid up above her waist, which left her toned thighs visible. She leaned over.
“I love how cold the leather is against my pussy.” I licked her lips, then slowly pushed her mouth open with my warm tongue, stroking against hers as my hand found her tiny breast, and my thumb flicked across the hard nipples, her fingers tightened around my arm.
“May we join you?” A friendly female voice broke our kiss.
We both looked up to see a couple, the man’s arm around his partner’s waist, him dressed like myself and her in a pair of tiny denim shorts, and tank top that revealed her toned tummy, and barely covered her small breasts, her erect nipples not going amiss on either myself or Lisa.
“The more the merrier,” I replied, standing to shake her man’s hand.
“I’m James, and this is Lisa.”
“Nice to meet you, this is Claire and I’m Josh.”
They sat down, drinks already in their hands and we fell into a casual conversation like old friends meeting up after a long absence.
While the conversation continued and the cocktails flowed like a never-ending waterfall running down from peaks, Lisa began to lightly stroke my thigh, ever creeping closer to my crotch. Claire’s eyes darted down quickly, my crotch in full view, she teased her lips with the tip of her tongue. Something was coming, I thought to myself. Lisa pushed her hands higher up in my lap, her fingers encircled my cock and slowly moved up and down my shaft.
“How about some shots?” Josh suddenly interrupted the euphoria and got up, making his way to the bar. It gave Claire a chance to stare unashamed down at Lisa’s hand stroking faster and faster.
“Make him cum, Lisa.” Her tongue darted out again, licking her lips, her fingers suddenly send an electric charge through my body, my cock jerked, as she idly started to tickle my forearm, only inches away from my hard cock ready to explode. Lisa adhered to the request, intensifying her stroking, and before Josh came out of the dancing crowd, the top of my trunks was soaked with wet hot cum dribbling down my shaved pubic area and down my balls. Claire took a quick gamble and swiped the top of my cock where some cum had seeped through, and slipped her finger into her mouth, tasting me. I turned to look at Lisa and she had the biggest smile on her face I had ever seen.
Another hour of lazy talk passed by, an occasional sneaked stare, lick of lips and touch of arms and legs when Claire announced that she had to use the facilities and asked Lisa to join her. It was like Josh had waited for the moment.
“Lisa is hot,” he said, leaning on his elbows, his long locks fell over one side of his face.
“So is Claire.”
“I want to ask you something.”
“If you are going to ask me if you can fuck my wife, then the answer is yes.” There was a flicker across his eyes. “We are here to have fun, Josh.”
The girls reappeared soon after. Before Lisa had sat down, I pulled her ear to my lips, licked her earlobe and whispered, “Josh wants to fuck you. Take him dancing.” Lisa stared at me, shocked at first, and then took his hand. They danced two meters away from our table and she circled her arms around his neck and pulled him close. I took the opportunity to slide over to Claire.
“How was it?” I asked.
It took a couple of seconds for her to register, then her thick red lips smiled. “Lovely. I want some more.” She pushed her hand down into my lap and took my cock. I leaned closer and slipped my tongue into her mouth. She tasted sweet, like Lisa, and distinctly also not like Lisa. I broke the kiss and looked over at Lisa. She had changed position, pressed her tight butt against Josh’s cock and smiled at me, interlocked her fingers with Josh’s hand on her stomach and slowly guided his hand down over her hip bone, down over her thigh and under her dress and to her waiting craving pussy. Her eyes rolled back, and my fingers unzipped Clair’s shorts. She was commando, and access to her pussy was easy. She squirmed as I slid my finger into her tight wet hole. As I fingered the beautiful Claire, I watched my wife being fingered in front of many eyes.
The music changed and took the mood with it, much faster and upbeat. The two returned to our booth with Lisa sitting on Josh’s left, then Claire and me, my fingers still flicking across her lips and clit and occasionally sneaking inside of her. Josh took his fingers that had moments before been inside Lisa and offered it to Claire. The hunger in all of us was clear and visceral.
“There is a nude beach here. That’s what we came for. Would you join us tomorrow, say midday, for some nude tanning and fucking?” I was straight. I wanted Claire. I wanted to watch Josh shove his cock into Lisa. I wanted to see Lisa staring at my cock filling Claire.
“It’s a date.”
We walked back along the beach, Lisa pulled her dress off and walked naked in the moonlight. When we reached the bungalow, I guided her into a sitting position on the deck, pushed her legs open and licked with the width of my tongue across her wet swollen pussy. Her vaginal hole was wide open and ready. Her asshole puckered upwards like a tiny volcano.
The taste of her asshole on the tip of my tongue shot through my body, sending shocks up and down the length of my shaft. I pulled my shorts off, gripped my cock in my hand and stroked slow like the way my tongue licked up her one pussy lip and down the other. I flicked my tongue over her clit before sucking it deep into my mouth. Her pussy juice tasted amazing, and I could feel precum flowing out. I took my thumb and dragged it over the tip of cock, coated it generously before I dragged it over my tongue. With her pussy juice and my precum perfectly married on my tongue I went back for more pussy. Lisa fondled her tits, pinched her nipples between her thumb and finger, arched her back and began to moan into the night air. I licked and sucked her, pushed two fingers into her open hole, and curled them upwards and brought from her a loud moan. She came over my fingers, but where, normally, I would let her relax, I decided to push the limits.
“Did you like his fingers in your pussy?” I whispered.
“Yes.”
I added a third finger.
“Did you like the feeling of his cock against your ass?” Faster and deeper I fingered her now wide-open pussy.
“Oh fuck yes, James.”
Deeper and faster, more than I have ever finger-fucked Lisa. I pushed her legs further apart, slipped a fourth finger into her soaking leaking pussy and she erupted with an intensity I had never seen before. Her legs shook and her head tilted all the way back, stream after stream erupted for her pussy. It was more than I could take and within seconds, I shot out stream after stream of hot cum over her chest, pussy and legs. I fell into her, pushed my cock against her pussy before I slipped down and licked every drop of cum off her inner thighs and licked up my own cum for good measure.
We lay there in the moonlight for a while, the connection between us stronger than ever. It was a long while before we got up and went to bed, a light breeze coated our sweaty bodies.
“Wake up, silly!” I felt the tug on my flaccid cock before hearing Lisa’s singing voice.
“What time is it?” The words grabbed at the inside of my throat. I caught a whiff of her scent still covering my lips. Glorious.
“Almost midday. We are going to be late.” She pulled hard on my cock.
“Ok, I’m coming.” I jumped through a quick cold shower, slipped on trunks, no underwear, and a white cotton short sleeve button shirt, leaving the buttons undone. Only then did I notice that Lisa was wearing only a sarong and nothing else. The silhouette caused by the sun from outside showed the beautiful pear shape of her pussy. It was going to be a great day.
I interlaced my fingers with hers and set off for the short trek to the cove beach where nudity was encouraged. It took about fifteen minutes to get there, and we arrived at the same time as Claire and Josh. We greeted with long slow kisses, tongues playing.
Together we walked past the clothing-optional signs and as we rounded the corner, we were greeted with a plethora of naked bodies. All of us took a while to focus our gaze and I finally guided everyone to a spot at the bottom of a dune, just to one side but still in the throng of things. Normally not to brazen, I help lay down a giant picnic blanket and pulled my shorts off. My semi-hard cock breathed in the freedom with guile.
Lisa, Claire, and Josh followed quickly, and I found myself staring at Claire’s pussy. Smoothly waxed and plump, much like Lisa.
“Hey, I’m here too,” Lisa said and pulled on my cock. I leaned down and kissed her softly before she opened her mouth and received my tongue.
“Have you ever squirted, Claire?”
“I have, once, it was strange and ok and made me super hornier. Why do you ask?”
“James made me squirt last night and it was amazing.”
“Only because you were so fucking horny,” I added. I could see Josh’s cock rising. No better time than now.
“Lisa, go suck Josh’s cock.”
“Are we allowed to, here?” She indicated the beach.
“Guess we will find out. Josh lie on your back; I want Lisa’s ass to point to the crowd.” I winked at Lisa.
Once she was on her knees between Josh’s legs, I moved behind her, pushing her knees apart, making sure her pussy was on full display to everyone down the beach. I then pulled Claire closer on top of me, kissing her, loving her taste, and cupped her ass in my hands. Fingertips crawled closer to her tiny asshole before slowly pulling her open. She moaned deep into my mouth and at the same time, I heard Josh release a loud moan.
Claire slither down my chest, licked up the length of my shaft, down my balls and lower still until I felt the tip of her tongue tickle the rim of my ass. I pulled my legs further apart, lifted my but off the blanket and felt her tongue lick across the whole of my ass and then wiggle itself in. I was in heaven. At this point, I noticed a group of people, men, and women, had sauntered over, making a circle around us. I looked at Lisa.
“Your pussy is open for everyone to see.” In response, she engulfed Josh’s cock to the base, moaned and deep-throated for the first time.
I pulled Claire up towards me, licked her tongue and tasted my ass which drove me to suck her tongue and spit out of her mouth into mine. Then we moved into a sixty-nine position, her fat, swollen pussy filled my mouth while I rimmed her ass with my finger, she moaned and did the same. I filled her ass with my finger and penetrated her pussy with my tongue as I felt her finger enter my ass.
A tall well-built man stepped towards Lisa and kneeled behind her open and spread pussy.
“Are you ready?”
“Yes, oh yes. I want more.” I nodded at the gentleman and watched him spear her pussy with his long thick cock. She moaned and cried around the cock in her mouth.
I wanted my cock in Claire’s pussy, so quickly laid her on her back, opened her legs, looked deep into her eyes. “Do you want me to fill you with my cum?”
“Fuck yes.” She never quite finished as I penetrated her wet soaking pussy. I could hear Lisa’s pussy farts from her juices. I loved it. She was being spit-roasted, and I loved it.
Our lust and heat got uncontrollable. So much so that our rhythm was almost completely gone before I locked my eyes on Lisa. I watched her straddle the tall man, reverse cow-girl, slipped his cock into her pussy, before Josh pushed his cock into her pussy as well. Two cocks in her pussy, pumped in and out. Her eyes locked with mine, my cock hammered in and out of Clair’s noisy pussy. I pushed my thumb into Claire’s ass, bringing a guttural moan from her before I looked back into Lisa’s eyes and watched her being beautifully fucked out of her brains.
Josh was the first to cum. He pumped his cum into Lisa’s pussy. White spunk flowed over the stranger’s cock and balls before he too erupted, more cum filling her pussy.. Having drained the two cocks, Lisa came to lie under Claire, begging her to lick her clean. But it was too much. She grabbed Claire’s hand and pushed three fingers into her tiny cunt with ease. And pumping her hand in and out.
“Fist me.” Lisa sounded like smoke drifting over a still lake.
With no hesitation, Claire filled Lisa’s pussy with her hand, turning and twisting it around, every movement send electrical shocks through Lisa. I pumped harder than ever and erupted inside Claire’s pussy, just in time to see Lisa pull Claire’s hand even deeper, up to her elbow, Lisa’s tiny flat belly bulged. She cried when she came. Not a soft cry, but a loud deep moan of feral satisfaction. We lay there. Claire slowly extricated her hand and wrist from Lisa’s spend pussy.
After a week of dinners, dancing, playing and fucking, we finally said our goodbye to Claire and Josh. There was no sharing of details or promises of doing it again. For us, it had been an adventure, a memory-making week that we could share forever. The connection between us had been made permanent, a lasting truth in the absence of secrets.
