Day 5
Jane and John were tired from the conversation which had proven to be both enlightening and quite emotional. They had also partaken in perhaps a couple too many beverages of the alcoholic variety, added a little sun and some good sex. As they closed the villa door behind them, they burst into a fit of giggles, which carried on as they dropped their clothes once again. Each time they caught the other’s eye while getting ready for bed, they started afresh. Though, as soon as they cuddled up together, the weights attached to their eyelids took effect and they were almost instantly asleep.
“A rat died in my mouth.”
“How much did you have while we were out?”
“Ugh, don’t.”
John chuckled as he got out of bed. He filled up the kettle and set it to boil before going to the bathroom. A few minutes later he walked into the bedroom with a coffee and a grapefruit juice. He saw a mop of hair atop a lovely torso and then Jane looked up.
“Ooh! I hate to tell you this dear,” he put the drinks down and backed slowly away, “but,” he swallowed, “you look…”
“What? What do I look like?”
John smiled, “I’m going to jump in the shower and then I’ll get some breakfast together.”
He heard Jane’s unintelligible mumble as he walked away. After he was finished Jane went into the bathroom while he went to the kitchen. John had decided on something a little different and had fried a packet of bacon and added that and cheese to the croissants they had. Just as he was plating them, Jane appeared at the door.
“Feed me, please,” she asked, with the biggest puppy dog eyes she could manage.
“It might work better if your eyes weren’t like piss holes in the snow,” John laughed, flicking the kettle on again.
John put Jane’s plate on the table and sat down. Jane tried again, she looked at John and opened her eyes as wide as possible then gave a couple of blinks and opened her mouth.
“You’re taking the piss?” John said grinning
“Uh uh,” muttered Jane, trying to keep her mouth open.
John took a bite of his breakfast while contemplating Jane. After taking a second bite he lovingly fed Jane her first bite. She smiled at him as she chewed and swallowed and then opened her mouth again.
“What did your last slave die of?” Jane just raised her eyebrow in response.
John laughed and fed her another mouthful, but as her teeth closed on it, he let go and sat back and finished his. After more laughter about that and what happened the previous night, they cleared up their breakfast. John poured himself another coffee and drunk it while Jane had a shower and got ready for the day. By the time they were ready, Jane was feeling a little more human. With a wave to the others, they set off for the beach.
As with the other day, they headed for the sheltered area and again it was a little quieter. When they were all sorted out Jane offered to get a couple of coffees, she was still suffering a little. John just laughed and settled back watching the comings and goings on the beach. Jane seemed to be gone a little while, but John saw her rounding the end of the rocks with a cup in each hand. He thought something looked different but couldn’t put his finger on it; until she drew closer. She may have had a cup in each hand, but they were the only cups she did have.
Jane had her hat and wrap on still, with her new light-blue sheer cover-up. What was missing was the bikini top which was beneath the cover-up before she went to get the drinks. He scanned over her quickly and it was nowhere to be seen; in a panic, he jumped up and ran to her.
“What happened?” he asked taking the coffees from her.
Jane saw the worry on John’s face and her heart went out to him. She slipped her arms under his and pulled herself into a hug; crushing the fine material of her cover-up between their naked torsos. She kissed his chest and looked up into the concern that filled his eyes.
“Nothing happened. Let’s go and sit and I’ll tell you.”
Jane went ahead and although people looked up at her, John noticed there was no overt staring. He also noticed that when Jane sat down the cover-up folded and ruffled causing opaque areas. He couldn’t make up his mind if this was better or worse, showing and hiding different aspects of her beauty felt like a tease. What was worse, it was random, neither Jane nor he could control what would be seen when she moved.
“Thank you,” she said as he passed her coffee and sat down.
“That’s okay, you got them.”
Jane smiled, “Thank you for your worry, thank you for jumping up ready to protect me.”
John felt himself blush; Jane lay her head on his shoulder when she saw this. It was only for a few seconds and then she kissed it and sat up again. Jane took her hat off and, with a chuckle, showed John her bikini top inside it. She reminded John of how her, Sally and Lisa had shown off their purchases the previous day.
“Lisa suggested that this might be a way to try going topless in public. I was walking back with the coffees when the urge hit, and I decided now or never. I popped into the toilets rather than just strip in public. It felt embarrassing even though I could have done it under my top.
“It was funny stepping out, it almost felt like they were the school loos and I had been in there smoking or something. I cracked the door a little and had a look around, before stepping out.” John chuckled with Jane when she said this.
“At first, I know I was hunching my shoulders, I don’t know perhaps trying to hide myself under the cover-up. I know it was silly, but there it is. Then I saw this lady who must have been in her eighties, gravity had done its worst with her and she strolled past me, almost challenging the beach to say something. When I looked around, no one was paying heed to her, nor were they me.
“They still weren’t bothered by me by the time I rounded the corner to here.” Jane paused and looked at John, “I know you said you wanted to keep them to yourself, and they will be only yours while we are a couple; are you okay with me doing this?”
John smiled, “You look beautiful, but it is your beauty. We’ve both discovered a few things about ourselves on this holiday. I was shocked, I am nervous, daft insecurities I suppose. But it is nice to see you being more confident about yourself because you really are gorgeous!”
He leant over and kissed Jane, “Just one thing.”
“Oh?”
John reached into their bag and pulled out the sunscreen, “You might want to put some of this on, the last thing I want is you burning them.”
“The last thing YOU want?”
“Hell yeah! I don’t want to be deprived of my playthings,” he laughed as she nudged him.
“Do my straplines at the back please.”
They settled in like this for the rest of the day, talking and topping up their own and each other’s sunscreen. It was later in the afternoon that Jane suggested they go for a swim. She got up and took her hat off followed by the cover-up. With a look and a grin at John, she sprinted for the ocean. John followed noticing that she had dived into the waves as soon as she could.
When they settled in the water, Jane was grinning like the Cheshire cat, “I never thought I would have the bottle to do that!”
John pulled her into a hug, “Feel good?”
“Yes!”
John let go of Jane and spun her to face the beach. At the same time, he swam around behind her and pulled her into a hug from behind.
“Not worried about what those people on the beach near us might think?” John kissed her neck.
Jane leant her head down to stop the kiss as she was already feeling very horny, “A little,” she replied.
John let his hands slide up Jane’s front, cupping her breasts and rubbing a thumb over each nipple.
“And they can’t see what we get up to.”
Jane pushed his hands down and turned in his hold, “Three things. First, if I let you start, I am so horny, I won’t let you stop. Second, it’s illegal and third we need to get back to get ready for tonight.”
“It’s only illegal if someone reports us.”
“We do need to get back though,” Jane responded, avoiding John’s statement.
John just smiled and kissed Jane on the nose. After this, they swam back to shore and Jane was or feigned feeling a little chilly and wrapped her arms around her front as they ran back to their belongings. After a quick rub down, Jane put her bikini top on, and the couple returned to the villa to get ready for the evening.
“What’s happening tonight? Do you know if we’re eating or should I stick a pizza in?” Jane asked when they got back to the villa.
“I don’t know.”
“You get yourself ready, I’ll go and ask.”
Jane slipped out of the doors and crossed to Lisa’s and knocked on their door when she returned John was in the shower. She put a pizza in the oven and double-checked her outfit for the night. When John was done, she kissed him as they passed; Jane got into the shower and John got himself dressed.
“Pizza’s done,” he called as he took it out of the oven.
Jane walked into the kitchen with just a towel around her and they ate in silence. When done, John was instructed to wait by the pool.
“But…”
“No ‘buts’, just do as you’re told,” Jane laughed. “It’ll be worth it.”
She kissed him tenderly, then turned him toward the door and patted his bum with a giggle.
“Well, maybe your cute butt…” she said.
John smiled to himself, he did wonder how she would react the first time he really put his foot down. He walked out and saw Chris and Peter already outside.
“You been kicked out too?” Chris asked and they all laughed.
“Any idea what all the secrets are about?” John asked.
“Well I know with Lisa and she seems to have infected, I mean, affected Sally too, if she has gone shopping, I have to wait for the big reveal,” Peter responded. “Grab a seat, there’s a beer here for you too.”
The three men talked a little of their days, both the others nodded in approval when John told of what Jane had done. It was not long before they heard the door to Chris’ villa open. Sally stepped through and relished the attention of six eyes. She gave a little twirl and then a curtsy, finally smiling when the men gave her a round of applause. All three stood to greet her and Chris gave her a quick peck on the lips. John could not quite equate how she looked to the woman he had seen topless a couple of times and more so what he had seen in the pool when watching with Jane.
Just as John was admiring how elegant Sally was, the doors in front of him slid back and he sat with his mouth hanging open. Although he had seen her naked, there was something about seeing the sides of her breasts or only most of her legs. It made his mind wander; did she have any sort of cover over her boobs; would she expose herself if she bent over? Thinking of her bending over John wondered how far her skirt would ride and how much it would reveal.
Unlike Sally, Lisa stood still with her head a little bowed.
“Well, let’s see,” Peter said.
Lisa turned a full circle, not quite the spin that Sally had done; she then stepped up close to Peter. John went to stand but saw Chris indicate that he should remain seated. Peter ran his hand up the inside of her thigh.
“Good girl,” he said with a smile.
Lisa grinned, “Thank you, P.”
He stood and kissed her, it was then that Chris stood up too, with John following his lead. Lisa smiled at them all and turned and returned to the villa. When she came out again, she had a tray with three more beers, three glasses with ice in, a jug of what appeared to be orange juice and a bottle of crème de cassis. After handing the beer to each of the men; she poured juice in each of the glasses, topping them up with the crème de cassis. She passed a tequila sunrise to Sally and placed one by her seat; when she turned to put one in front of the final seat, she stopped, frozen.
Everyone looked at her and then followed her gaze as Jane stepped out into the pool area. Silence reigned. Suddenly Jane felt very self-conscious and hesitated. Seeing this John was out of his chair, crossing over to her almost immediately. He took both her hands in his and looked her in the eye.
“You look fucking amazing!” He said so only she could hear.
John could see her confidence return as her chin lifted and her shoulders went back. Jane pulled him closer and kissed him, long and tenderly.
“Thank you,” she said as she broke off.
Hand in hand they returned to the others. Sally and Lisa smiled as Chris and Peter raved about how stunning Jane looked and laughed about how sheepish they looked when their wives coughed.
“To your last night and new friends,” John offered, raising his beer.
They finished their drinks and set out for the club they were planning on spending the night. As they were walking down the road, Jane put her arm through John’s and pulled in tight to him.
“I’m tempted to go back to the villa now,” she whispered.
“Not feeling well?” John asked.
“No, I…” she stopped when she looked into John’s grinning face.
“You’ll just have to wait.”
“Maybe I’ll have to grind on your leg while we’re dancing. You know, in the darkness of the club, sliding along your thigh. I might have to take my knickers off so you can feel how wet I am.”
John remembered their conversations about Peter and Lisa, “That is all well and good, but if you cum without my permission I may have to take you to the beach again and put you over my knee.”
Jane laughed, “Ooh, you are bad!”
When they entered the club, Lisa and Peter went to the bar to get some drinks; while the others found a table. Sally went to the bar to help with the drinks and to guide the others to the table. Once seated Jane removed the cover-up and lay it over the back of her chair, causing a second round of gaping mouths. Sally put the drinks she was carrying down and walked around behind Jane; as she passed, she dragged her finger along Jane’s back.
“Good job on the lines,” she remarked.
Through the evening the couples mixed it up, dancing with one another. Sally and Lisa enjoyed dancing with John, not because he was better, just less reserved. At one point the women had chosen to dance while the men got some more drinks. John saw they were drawing attention from men around the dance floor. A few had approached them and been rebuffed, but the group that was circling them now seemed more persistent.
John pointed this out to the others, both of whom acknowledged they had been watching. One of the strangers put his hand on Jane’s hip and that was enough for John. Without looking to Peter or Chris, John left his seat and walked straight toward Jane, who had pushed the hand off and turned to the man trying to get her attention.
“Why are you dressed like this if you don’t want attention,” John heard him say.
“I have all the attention I want, thank you.”
By now, Lisa and Sally were standing on either side of Jane.
“Bunch of dykes, are you?”
John just walked in front of him, not even bothering to look, he put his arm around Jane and guided her back to the table. It was as he turned, he saw that both Chris and Peter had followed him across the dance floor. There was no further argument, the last group moved on to find easier prey, John did notice, however, that Jane was shaking.
“Are you okay?” he asked her.
“Uh-uh,” she muttered more than replied.
This concerned John, who stopped and turned to look at her, “Are you sure?”
Jane pulled John close and kissed and hugged him. She then put her lips next to his ear so only he could hear and said, “I am so fucking horny right now, I could almost bend over a table and let you take me.”
John looked around quickly and asked Jane if she wanted to go back to the villa.
Biting her lip, she said, “No, this is the night for them,” indicating the other two couples. Then she licked her lips and continued, “But when the night is over…”
Jane kissed John again and pulled him into another hug only this time she forced her knee between his legs, rubbing her thigh along his groin.
When it was all the way through, she whispered, “When you came over and put your arm around me, god John, I nearly came.” Jane shuddered, “When he just walked away…” she shuddered again.
Jane then slid down his thigh, grinding herself against him. John panicked thinking she was about to faint as she shuddered harder than the previous times. He put his arms around her and lifted her up, but when she looked up at him, she was grinning. She rubbed her hand slowly over his crotch, feeling how hard he was, then took his hand and put it on his thigh.
“Feel how wet I am,” she giggled. “Lisa,” she gasped, “told me about orgasm denial… oh, John.”
John was still flabbergasted when they sat down again. Sally, who was sat next to him, noticed this and put her hand on his thigh.
“Are you…” she started to ask, then felt around a little, she looked at the grinning Jane and smiled at her. “Are you okay?” Then to Jane, “Do you want to go back?”
Sally whispered something to Lisa who looked at the young couple and started to grin too. After this, the atmosphere around the group changed. Sally and Lisa became a lot more high-spirited, Chris was smiling and sighing in equal measure and Peter was trying to look stern but failed miserably. As for Jane, she clung to John like a limpet. While the other couples still swapped, Jane politely refused requests, dragging John up for fast and slow dances alike. Before the music had finished the group decided to head back for a final drink by the pool. After this, there were hugs and kisses all around and they all retired to their own villas.
As they got into their villa, John pulled Jane into a hug and started to kiss her. As their tongues danced and played over each other, Jane popped the button on John’s shorts and let them drop to the floor. Once again, she brushed her hand over his groin, stopped and looked at him.
“Commando! You dirty dawg!” she laughed.
John reached under her dress and hooked his thumbs into the edge of her knickers and slipped them down her legs.
“Beg pardon?” he said as he stood back up.
He ran his hand up the inside of her leg, slowly, inching his way closer…
Closer…
Until…
He…
Jane was holding her breath as John did this.
“What?”
Her hands dropped to her side as John’s fingers moved to the front of her leg and carried on past her intended target. He raised his head and looked her in the eye with a glint in his and a grin on his face.
“You really are a fucker!” she laughed.
Jane stepped forward; John took a step back. When he had his back against the door, Jane pushed up against him and kissed him hard. John lifted the strap over her head and dropped it, the alcohol in their system made them both giggle as it dropped no further than her chest. He tugged at it gently before Jane took his hand and showed him the tape holding the front of her dress up. Slowly, he peeled the dress down off her breasts and let it drop to the floor.
As she stood naked in front of him, he kissed her on the lips, then her neck. John worked his way down, kissing over her collar bone. His fingers were dragging over her skin, touching her ahead of his lips. As he was kissing her chest, he was playing with her nipples; when he took one between his lips that hand moved down and around her back. He moved to her other nipple and his hands moved down Jane’s body, front and back. As he reached her mound at the front, he started to rub her sacrum.
Jane took hold of his wrist and tried to push it between her legs. John allowed this, pushing his fingers over her clitoris, along her labia, pushing up, parting them. When his fingers went over the entrance to her vagina, Jane shuddered in anticipation of him pushing into her. John pushed past and over her perineum; he smiled to himself when he heard her sigh. He pulled his hands away as her legs started to tremble.
John stepped out from in front of Jane, then gripped her by the hips from behind before she could say any more. He pushed her to the door and let his hands push up her sides, continuing up over her armpits. He pushed her arms over her head, bringing them together so she was holding her own hands. John was kissing her neck as he did this, at the side, at the bottom, through her hair. When he started to drag his fingertips down her arms again, he kissed an ear and then the other. As they dragged down her side, he kissed her shoulders and then the blades.
Suddenly Jane pushed away from the door, stopping him. She turned and took hold of the hem of his polo shirt and lifted it over his head. Jane pulled the curtain back and opened the door out onto the pool area. John had not seen her check through a crack in the curtains. Jane knew no one was out there, but John was nervous. She smiled at him and kissed him tenderly on the lips. As she did so her hand slid down his arm and took hold of his hand.
Naked as the day they were born, is not correct, they both had a little more coverage since then, but they were as nature intended. Jane led John to the loungers that were by their patio area and got him to sit down. With a hand on his chest and while kissing him, Jane laid him back, before straddling him. She trapped his cock between them and slowly began to slide back and forth. As she did this, she stopped kissing him and sat upright looking at him. John reached for her breasts, but she took his hands and put them on her hips.
After a minute or so of this her breathing was becoming ragged, she was swallowing hard. She slid forward and lifted herself a little, placing a hand on John’s chest to balance herself. Jane did not break eye contact with John as she took his cock in her hand and guided it to her vagina. After a day and night of frustration and teasing, she was ready for him, there was no easing in. Once the head was inserted, Jane sat upright, smiled at John and dropped until she could go no further.
“OH FUCK!” she cried out.
“Oh, John! Say yes!”
“Err yes?”
A grin spread over Jane’s face and her fingers dug into his chest, “Thank you, Sir!”
John finally connected the dots, and with a grin of his own said, “You may cum.”
The orgasm she had approached many times through the day, was finally allowed to wash over her. She grabbed John’s hands as her legs tensed, squeezing her thighs against his sides. Her back arched and her head dropped back as she let out her cry; after this first shock, she began to shake. Slowly she came back down from her high and smiled at John. Lifting a little and dropping down she released his hands so he could roam across her body.
John heard the door open first and half sat up, Jane looked over to where he was looking and saw Sally and Chris exit their villa. John tensed as the couple approached, Jane took his hand again to try and soothe the beast.
“Please, no closer,” he said.
Chris put up his hands, but Sally smiled and took one more step before reaching out and putting her hand on Jane’s shoulder; this caused a shudder to run through Jane.
“Do you mind if Chris and I join you?”
“Fu…” John started, moving to get up.
He was getting agitated now; Jane leant down, clenching her thighs and kissed him.
“Thank you,” she whispered to John, appreciating that he had shown tonight just how protective he was. “Give us space,” she said to Sally.
“Of course! Oh, I’m sorry John, I didn’t mean…” Sally trailed off, squeezing Jane’s shoulder and giving John a sad smile.
As they walked away, Jane let out a breath and started panting; she grinned at John as a small orgasm forced its way over her. They soon heard Sally and Chris and then another door opening, this could only be Lisa and Peter. The air, already tense from the sex as well as the fears and nerves of Jane and John, suddenly exploded around the young couple. Jane collapsed onto John’s chest as he swelled and surged into her, triggering another orgasm in her. When they recovered their breath, they started to chuckle together and spent the next minutes kissing and hugging.
The sun was lightening the sky when John opened his eyes. He was quickly alert, holding Jane tight, he realised a blanket had been put over them and from what he could tell they were alone by the pool. He hated to wake Jane up, but he knew they would be far warmer and more comfortable inside. It was a little before five-thirty when John carried Jane inside, she just snuggled into his chest as he lifted her. He set his alarm for three hours and curled in behind her.
Day 6
At a little after nine, John’s alarm sounded.
Jane smacked her lips a few times, “I think another rat died in my mouth,” she said.
John pulled her over and kissed her, “Eww, I think you might be right.”
He laughed as Jane pulled a pillow out from under her head and hit him with it.
“Oh,” she screwed up her face, “and we forgot to wash last night. I’m jumping in the shower, be a sweetheart and make some coffee.”
John slipped on his shorts and once he had made two cups of coffee went outside and sat at their table. There looked to be a little life in the other villas, but he knew they were leaving in a few hours so expected that they would be packing. When Jane came out, she only had a towel around her; she gave John a peck on the cheek and sat down cradling her cup. John went in to have his shower and by the time he was out, Jane had put her bikini on and prepared a small breakfast and topped up their coffees.
They took advantage of the morning sun putting sunscreen on each other. Jane had undone her bikini top but was lying on her front when the others came out. They were dressed ready for their flight which felt a bit strange to Jane as she did up her top. Just being in a bikini, even with the top on, while they were fully dressed made her feel vulnerable.
After a while, they heard a car horn and it was time for the other two couples to leave. They had exchanged email addresses and phone numbers. Chris was brutally honest when he told them not to expect to be in each other’s pockets, but it might be fun if they align to meet up again the following year.
Both Lisa and Sally spent a minute chatting quietly to Jane who was smiling when they finished, though a tear ran down her cheek as they waved them off.
“Are you alright?” John asked, furrowing his brow in concern.
“Oh, yes, just it’s a shame to see them go,” she paused, “and Sally and Lisa have given me such a boost in these few days. I’ll miss them.”
“If they’re not already there, drag them into the hell that is social media,” John laughed.
“Actually Sally showed me a site she uses and is going to send me an invite for there. Now, one thing they did suggest…” Jane disappeared into their villa.
A couple of minutes later she reappeared with a beer in each hand and not a stitch of clothing on.
“Seeing as we have the place to ourselves, at least for today, we should take advantage.”
They helped each other with some sunscreen and lay chatting for a few hours. John was reapplying the screen to Jane’s back when he noticed she was moving her shoulders and back around under his hands. He decided to give her a little massage at the same time as adding the screen. As he worked his way down Jane’s back, she seemed to start moving more and more. John carried on over her bum, parting her cheeks and making sure Jane would not get burnt between them. He avoided any really sensitive areas and started at the top of one of her legs.
By now Jane was moaning and whimpering, all be it quietly, enough for John to hear. John had felt himself swelling and perhaps before this holiday would have rushed to the finishing line. After what Jane did the previous day and some of the things Peter and Chris had told him, John focused on Jane’s leg. He actually noticed that he had started to soften a little, but in doing so all his blood rushed down again. When he reached her foot, he took time to massage her sole and toes before switching to the other foot and starting to work his way back up.
As he got higher, not only was Jane becoming more vocal, her legs were parting, and John could see that she was damp. It was at this point Jane put her hand beneath herself and started to rub her clitoris.
“Oi! No touching!” John said.
Jane giggled but carried on stroking herself. John reached forward and flicked her finger making her flinch and pull her hand away. He also felt her try to close her legs, but he was in the way. A wicked thought crossed his mind and with a smirk, he reached forward again and flicked her clitoris.
“Oh! Oh shit! John!” Jane pushed herself up, but John pinned her with his hands on her bum.
“What’s up?” he asked.
As soon as Jane relaxed, John had started to rub over and around her vulva. The more he rubbed the more Jane relaxed under him, parting her legs further. John’s attention got more and more intense and when Jane started to push back into his hand, he slid two fingers into her vagina. He did not move his hand but let Jane push herself back onto them. When he still did not move, she slowly started to fuck herself with them.
John withdrew his fingers and as Jane looked over her shoulder to question him, he pulled her hips up, so she was kneeling with her head down.
Before doing anymore, he asked, “About this kneeling thing?”
They both chuckled, a chuckle that turned into a moan when John bent forward and ran his tongue the length of her vulva. When he changed directions, he started to whirl his tongue around, as Jane started to moan louder, she pushed back against John. She kept pushing, forcing him backwards until he had to adjust himself, so he was sitting behind her. Jane then continued to push, eventually making John lie back and then she lowered herself onto his face.
Balancing herself on her palms as John’s tongue lapped and licked, she watched as he grew harder. She bent down and kissed the tip of him. Seeing his reaction, she kissed again, this time parting her lips and letting the tip of her tongue touch him gently. Jane slowly let her tongue swirl around the top, along the edge of his foreskin, lightly pushing her lips down until she could feel the ridge of his head.
Tightening her lips she moved lower, pulling his foreskin down with her lips. Her tongue licked around the edge as she pushed it lower, exposing the head.
Pausing slightly, as she enjoyed his hands on her body, his tongue probing her. Keeping him in her mouth as she moved back and forth on John’s face, she sucked slightly and let her tongue move over the top, tasting the pre-cum that started to emerge.
With a deep inhale through her nose, Jane pressed lower on John, taking his foreskin lower with her lips. Her tongue licked along the ridge at the base of his head. She could feel him growing and growing harder as she did so.
She released her lips slightly as she pushed down to his base.
Steadying herself, on one hand, she brought the other to John’s knee, dragging her fingers up his thigh. She moved her head up and down on him, tongue swirling around as she watched her fingers move to his other thigh. Slowly dragging her fingers up to the top then to the inside of his thigh. She paused as she felt him twitch in her mouth and she saw the skin on his balls tightening slightly. She moved her hand up closer, then with just her index finger, she traced the seam down the middle. Down then back up, feeling more twitches against her tongue.
Jane took both balls in her hand and gently rolled them in her palm, cupping them then gently squeezing. Letting her fingers roam over them as she moved her mouth up his shaft, sucking softly. She moved back down, sucking him into her mouth. When she felt him tickle the back of her throat, she let her tongue undulate along his shaft and gave his balls another gentle squeeze with her hand.
She pulled up with her lips, her tongue flicking across the head. Her hand moved to the base, holding firmly.
Once at his head, she sucked rather hard and pulled off him with a slurp. Jane let out a little giggle and proceeded to lick up his shaft from the base to the tip.
Moving him to the side a little, she licked the left side, then did the same with the right. She used her chin and her hand to bend him toward her and licked down the underside.
Kissing and licking his balls, she moved back to his shaft, letting her teeth gently glide along him and over his head. Letting him straighten back up, she moved back down on him and began a rhythm of up and down, alternating squeezing at the base as she did. This caused her to rock back and forth on John’s face.
With each stroke up and down, Jane alternated between sucking and not sucking; occasionally allowing her teeth to glide along him, she could feel him stiffening even more. His legs tensed and he grabbed her by the hips; pulling her down onto him, he pressed his tongue into her.
John brought a hand up and over her thigh, to her vagina. He started to finger her opening as she rocked on him. The rhythm of his tongue and fingers probing into and around her matched that of her mouth and hands on him. Jane changed speeds, going faster and then slower, stopping occasionally when he was fully in and swallowing against him. She pressed lower on him, her nostrils against his balls, she sucks hard, tongue swirling then undulating.
She saw and felt his balls tighten again. His hard cock was at the back of her throat and his legs outstretched as his body began to tense. As he clenched, Jane heard some mumbling from behind her.
“Love, you don’t have to. We can move and I can cu…”
“Shhh, you,” she cut him off mid-sentence. “I know what I am doing, enjoy! Now get back to that pussy of yours!”
Jane heard another mumble, “Yes, Ma’ammmmmm.”
John knew that Jane loved it when he hummed on her clitoris. With this incentive, Jane used her free hand to stroke John’s shaft as she moved up and down again.
At his head, she paused to suck just the tip, her tongue brushing along the top, pulling the pre-cum from him. Jane then made several quick moves in and out of just his head between her lips and then a quick suck of his entire length back in.
When she repeated this, she felt him tense once more.
First, his balls tightened, then his legs tensed along their length, his bum clenched like he was trying to bite the towel and then he started to pump in and out of her mouth. She managed to keep pace with his movement until there was a slight pause and she felt a throb at the base of his cock. She moved her hand to his balls. Cupping and caressing them she felt them relax before feeling one, two and then three hard throbs. She pulled back halfway on him, sucking hard again. Jane heard him moan then grunt and then tasted the first of many hard sprays on her tongue and roof of her mouth.
Four… five… six… diminishing in intensity after the third pulse. As she swallowed, she felt his fingers moving in and out of her again. His thumb and tongue on her clit. She held him in her mouth, feeling his cock calm. She continued to lick him and suck him. Laying her head on his thigh, with him still in her mouth.
She had tried to do this a handful of times before, sucking him down she called it, wanting to milk him for every last drop; but John had always stopped her before cumming. This time she did not let go of him until she began to feel her orgasm rising.
“Oh fuck, John!”
Jane collapsed onto John and the couple did not move for a moment, except for the odd shudder as they came down from their high. Then Jane rolled off him onto her back; before she could come up to kiss him, John was over the top of her kissing her. At first, she flinched, she knew some of his cum was still on her lips and she was hesitant to taste herself on him. As she relaxed his tongue probed into her mouth and she felt herself tense again, this time pushing him away.
“Sorry,” he said, wiping his mouth, “I should have washed.”
Jane pulled him into a hug, “No, no it’s not like that, it’s…” she paused, “I didn’t manage to swallow everything, there was still some on my lips and tongue.”
John wasn’t sure what to think, this was the first time they had gone the distance with oral sex as a couple; he had always stopped before cumming.
“If this is about me,” he said, “I don’t care, it’s mine. If I cut my finger, I’ll suck it to stop the bleeding. If I was flexible enough, I would suck…” Jane pushed him, making them laugh.
“If it’s about you feeling uncomfortable, tell me what you’d prefer.”
Jane looked at him and fell a little bit more in love and pulled him to her to kiss him.
They lay by the pool for the rest of the afternoon, making love a couple of times. They had a quiet evening in, cooking one of the pizzas and sitting, cuddled up together under the stars. Later they pulled a blanket out to keep the chill off and finally retired to bed, making love once more before falling asleep in each other’s arms.
Day 7
They had set their alarm to wake them up early on what was their last full day on the island. After a shower, coffee and quick breakfast, Jane and John dressed in trainers, shorts and t-shirts; they both had hats and bum bags ready for the full morning they had planned. First stop was the beach, they walked hand in hand talking about the day before and what they had planned for their final day.
They did not walk down onto the sand, they didn’t need to if anything the elevated position of the promenade was better for them. John set up the tripod while Jane got the settings on her camera how she wanted them. As she was still in dork mode, John just smiled and ran across the road to buy a couple of coffees and bacon sandwiches.
“I have such a lovely assistant. Whatever would I do without him?” she smiled as John handed over her coffee and sandwich.
John didn’t say anything but nodded toward the shore.
“Oh shit! Here, grab these!” Jane pushed her food and drink back onto John, who chuckled.
For the next few minutes, Jane made some final adjustments and clicked away with the odd setting change here and there. What she showed John on the small screen looked fantastic; from a pale twilight with just a hint of the sun above the horizon to the full orb through one filter or another. After this Jane ate her food and while she was putting the equipment away, John returned the plates and cups to the small restaurant.
They caught the first bus out of town and went across to the other side of the island to the national park. They spent the morning walking around and taking photos, learning and seeing more of the flora and fauna of the island before returning to the villa for a late lunch.
After they had finished eating, they got changed ready for the beach, both were dressed the same as on their first full day when they had found their little area of ‘no man’s land’. John was not too surprised that once the blanket was laid out and their cool bag stored in the shade, Jane removed her bikini top. He could tell she was a little nervous still as she turned toward the rocks to put sunscreen on her front. While she was in this position, John took the bottle and applied it to her back and with a kiss, he turned so she could return the favour.
Although it was similar to other days, John was more vigilante, he could not make up his mind what he was thinking. On the one hand, he wanted to make sure no one got to close and tried anything inappropriate. On the other he had to admit he was a little curious about the reaction to Jane, he knew that just being topless was no big deal to people here, but he had seen some beautiful people that had caught his attention. To him Jane was one of these, he wondered if anyone else might see what he did.
It was later in the afternoon when the beach was starting to quieten down, that Jane rolled over close to John and whispered in his ear.
“Do you mind if I try something?”
“What?”
“I’ll show you.”
Jane turned on her blanket so that she was facing away from the sea to the little cliff and pulled the strings on her bikini bottoms. She then pulled them from under her, folded them neatly and put them with her top. John’s mouth opened and closed a few times before he scooped up the bottle of sunscreen and applied a generous amount to Jane’s buttocks. He then kissed her cheek and shuffled out of his shorts using the residual screen on his fingers to protect his bum.
Like a pair of naughty school children, they held hands and while looking at each other, burst out laughing. When they turned over, they made several comments to each other about applying the sunscreen too many times or too hard, making them giggle like said school children. John decided that he would sit back against the rocks and pretended to read when he was looking at his beautiful girlfriend. Seeing the slight glimmer off her skin as she lay there, seeing her as he had never seen her before, naked in public, got him thinking.
The sight aroused him, he could feel it and had to distract himself; but it also confused him a little. John could not work out if it was purely his lust for Jane that drove the arousal, the new situation or if there was more to it. In his rational mind, at the start of the holiday, he knew that he did not want other people looking at Jane naked.
As things had developed over the week, he had come to realise that looking at someone naked and appreciating their beauty, just the beauty of their courage not to worry about other people, was a totally different thing to looking at someone sexually. He had a look at the few people still in their little area and only felt any sort of sexual feeling to one other, Jane. John knelt next to her and kissed her, before taking his perch again.
As the afternoon moved toward evening, Jane looked up at John and signalled him to come over.
“How about that skinny-dip you wanted?”
He looked around, there were two other groups, five people and no one was paying any attention to them. He took Jane’s hand and helped her up, then, hand in hand they strolled into the surf. John could only imagine and envy the view that anyone watching them would get, he did like watching Jane’s bum when she was naked.
They dived into a wave and came up apart, swam together, then around each other. They touched and teased until John wrapped his arms around Jane from behind and kissed her neck. Jane immediately felt the effect she had on him pushing against her bum. There was something about this week that had started to turn her on more and more with each new experience. Skinny dipping, feeling John’s cock rampant and pressed against her was one more new experience and she shuddered in anticipation.
“We can’t do anything here,” she whispered back at him as his hands teased over her breasts.
“No one will see if we are careful. Hell, there aren’t many to see,” he said. “Just enough to make it exciting,” he finished, whispering close to her ear.
Jane shuddered again.
One of John’s hands had ventured down and was now teasing around Jane’s clitoris, going either side and brushing over the top; applying a little pressure, then none at all. Jane could not touch the ocean floor but knew that John had a rock-solid stance from the way he was moving. She turned in his arms and wrapped her legs around him, then she reached between them and took hold of him. She used his cock like she might her dildo, brushing it back and forth over her vulva, parting her labia, teasing her clitoris. She giggled when she realised, she had brushed it over the back of John’s hand.
A wave came through lifting them both and this gave Jane an idea. When the next wave came through, she let it lift her and with a little help from her thighs she was high enough to get John under her fully. When the wave passed, Jane slowly lowered herself onto John. With each wave that washed through, she lifted a little and dropped again. Slowly and steadily her arousal was building, she shuddered a number of times and knew she was getting close to her orgasm. She paused in her kissing and looked at John, he had a serene look on his face.
In sync with a large wave passing through, Jane had lifted a little higher than she had expected and dropped further and harder. This triggered her orgasm, her vagina clamping down on John, her walls pulsating around him. To stop herself crying out she bit into John’s shoulder, this was the final straw and his orgasm crashed over him. The pair held onto each other kissing for a moment, revelling in this new experience. They did not notice what was happening around them and the next thing they were tumbling toward shore as the largest wave for a while washed through. Choking and laughing, helping each other up and out of the sea, they returned to their belongings and towelled off.
One couple was leaving and walked past, thanking them for the show saying they looked beautiful. John felt himself twitch and saw the goose-pimples rise and fall down Jane’s arm as she shuddered a little. They finished gathering everything and getting dressed, before heading to the restaurant they had bought the takeout from on their first night. This time they ate at the restaurant before returning to their villa where they showered and made love. Finally climbing into bed at the end of a long day they curled into each other, face to face, they fell asleep in each other’s arms. It had been a good day.
Day 8
Jane and John were being picked up at noon and as they had not had much to drink the previous day, they did not have difficulty getting up. After a shower they put on shorts, Jane added a bikini top and her cover-up, and they walked into town for a cooked breakfast. After this they took a walk along the beach, reminiscing about their week away. They laughed as they remembered the first day and Jane swearing she would not go topless; how things had changed.
“John, you won’t mind, will you?” Jane asked.
“Err, I have no idea, mind what?”
“Sorry, me keeping in touch with Sally and Lisa.”
“Why should I mind? You do know that beyond the odd email, Chris was pretty much spot on, I won’t keep in touch, so someone ought to.”
“I just thought, especially with Lisa’s turn-ons, you might be concerned.”
“If it’s purely as friends, what issue can I have. When it comes to her lifestyle, so long as you don’t go disappearing off and not talking to me about anything you want to try.”
When they returned to the villa, they packed all their clothes, double checked they had not left anything they did not mean to and put the last pizza in the oven. They had just finished eating this and cleaning up when their transfer bus arrived. With a last look around and heavy hearts, they left the keys on the table and closed the door behind them. An hour later they were in the check-in queue and a few hours after that back on the plane ready to return home.
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