Louise emerged from the shower and walked naked into the bedroom of the apartment she, her husband, and her young lover, Irena were staying in while enjoying a much-needed break on an island off the coast of Croatia.
She admired herself in the big mirror and had to admit there was plenty to be impressed with. Her full breasts were evenly tanned after a few days sunbathing topless on the beach. The white bits around her freshly waxed smooth pussy were fading very quickly. The resort permitted limited nudity of the public beaches but requested that naked sunbathing be limited to the grounds of the hotel.
The apartment had a large terrace screened by a low wall. All three of them had enjoyed sunbathing completely naked on the sun loungers their host had provided them with. The sunbathing had been a prelude to sex on more than one occasion on this enjoyable holiday.
The thoughts and memories of her recent outdoor shags caused Louise’s pussy to moisten and she knew that she wanted a fuck. She looked all over the apartment and into the courtyard but couldn’t see her husband anywhere.
Irena was asleep naked on one of the sun loungers. Louise thought about waking her and asking her to use the double-ended dildo on her but decided to let her sleep. They had been at it until the early hours in a very energetic and adventurous threesome; no wonder Irena was tired. Louise did take the precaution of covering Irena with a sheet so that her fair skin didn’t burn in the fierce sun.
As she was feeling horny, Louise snapped a few naked selfies on her phone and sent them via WhatsApp to The Fox in London. He had recommended this resort and their host, Greta to them. It had more than met their expectations.
Louise was growing frustrated. She touched herself between her legs and confirmed that she was getting wet. Where was her husband? He hadn’t mentioned that he had any plans when they had enjoyed lunch together an hour or so ago.
Louise had a thought. She walked out onto the terrace and climbed onto the wall. From this low vantage point she could just see into the apartment that Greta kept above her office.
Louise could see into the window of their host’s apartment. There was her husband, balls-deep in Greta, fucking her from behind. He was giving her the powerful thrusts that Louise enjoyed so much when he stood behind her. With her limited view, Louise could not tell whether her husband was in Greta’s pussy or her arse. It was, however, obvious that she was clearly enjoying the vigorous pounding she was getting.
Louise thought for a moment about joining them, but that had never been discussed with her husband. She climbed down and returned to the bedroom. Irena was still out cold so she decided to let her sleep.
Louise lay on the bed, spread her legs and began to touch her pussy. All this did was confirm her need. Louise enjoyed masturbating and was unashamed to admit it. On many occasions she had edged herself to some fantastic and multiple orgasms. This afternoon in the middle of a lovely holiday under the Croation heat a diddle was just not going to cut it for her.
Louise had an idea that turned her on immediately. From the drawer of a cupboard she selected the bottom half of a tiny bikini she had bought in the nearby town. Calling it a bikini at all was overstating the size of the garment massively.
When she tried it on and stood in front of the mirror it was one of the lewdest garments Louise had ever owned. A tiny triangle of black fabric barely covered her pussy and the material clung to her, creating an obvious camel toe. Her bum was hardly covered at all. Louise felt instantly slutty and massively turned on. She put on a wide-brimmed sun hat, her dark glasses and her sandals and strode topless and confidently through the courtyard and towards the beach.
As she walked towards the sea, Louise was completely aware of the effect she was having on other beach users. She lost count of the number of admiring, or perhaps jealous, glances she got from both men and women.
Having selected a spot from which she could see and be seen, Louise spread out her towel and began soaking up the rays of the late afternoon sun. She plugged in her Bluetooth headphones and listened to some of the sexy messages The Fox had recorded for her. She loved listening to his voice describing what he intended to do with her the next time they met or just describing in detail any of his recent sex adventures.
Louise scanned the horizon in all directions; the beach crowd had started dispersing and heading back to their cars or the apartments nearby. Louise was trying to work out whether she could get away with masturbating in public. She slid her fingers beneath the tight fabric and touched her moist slit.
Just as she was about to touch herself a little harder she noticed a bronzed Adonis emerging from the sea. He was tall, blond, very fit and she guessed in his mid-twenties. He was wearing a pair of black long trunks, like cycling shorts, but made of much thinner material.
The sight of his cock, outlined clearly by the thin fabric, literally stopped Louise in her tracks. His was the most magnificent cock she had ever seen. Not only was it long but it had a tremendous girth to it. Louise could only imagine what it would be like erect. In its flaccid state it was impressive.
Louise had nothing to complain about when it came to cocks. Her husband and regular lover were well-equipped and knew what they were doing. This man, on the other hand, was in a league of his own.
Louise watched the young man nonchalantly walk up the beach and collect his beach bag. He was either completely unaware of the spectacle he was causing, or the coolest guy on the planet.
Louise watched him walk up the beach. He had strong well-defined shoulders, a neat waist and a tight well-toned bum. Louise just stared and watched until he entered the same apartment complex she was staying in. That was a good sign.
Louise followed in his footsteps.
As she entered the courtyard she bumped into Greta leaving her office. She was wearing a simple sundress, but what Louise noticed was the tell-tale slightly glazed look in her eyes. It was the sign of somebody who had very recently been well-fucked. Louise touched her lightly on the arm and gave her a knowing glance to let her know that she knew what had just happened and that she was relaxed about it.
Louise entered their apartment. Her husband was lying naked on the bed and he was fast asleep. She admired him for a while; he was nicely tanned and the stress and tightness had vanished from his neck and shoulders. He had clearly given Greta his all. Louise kissed his forehead and the tip of his cock and left him to sleep.
As she walked into the main room, Louise bumped into Irena who had just come in from the terrace. Irena was carrying the sheet Louise had placed over her but other than that was naked. Irena reached for Louise and soon they were kissing passionately. Louise recognised the signs and knew that Irena wanted to make love to her.
Louise felt Irena’s hands on her bum and knew that if Irena persisted there was no way she could disguise how aroused she was. Inevitably Irena’s fingers strayed into the tiny piece of fabric Louise was still wearing and she felt her lover’s fingers enter her. Even if she had wanted to, there was no way Louise could have stopped Irena; she was so much younger and stronger than Louise. Irena made it obvious what she wanted and what she was going to do.
Irena withdrew her fingers from Louise’s pussy and held them in front of her. Both women licked the juices from Irena’s fingers. There was no going back. Irena began to push Louise towards the bedroom, but Louise insisted that they let her husband sleep. Instead, she moved over to the couch in the main room. She got on all fours, raised her bum and told Irena to go and get the Feeldoe double dildo she had brought especially for this holiday.
It wasn’t quite what she wanted but Louise knew that she was about to get fucked and fucked hard.
As she looked over her shoulder, Louise saw Irena emerging from the bedroom. She was already inserting the Feeldoe and heading back to the couch.
