Sun beats down. Beach hums low. Families pack up. Neighbors’ bungalows line the sand, lights flickering on early. I stretch on towel. No book. Boredom itches. Laughter cuts air. Sharp. Close. Prop on elbows. Green eyes hit mine. Bottle-green. Piercing. She’s slim, red bikini hugging curves. Light shirt billows in breeze. New husband paws her thigh. Our stare locks. Time drags. Her laugh dies. His hands freeze mid-caress.
She whispers. Stands. Glances back. Hips sway to shower block. Concrete hunkers near palms. Public spot. Voices murmur outside. Door swings for her. My pulse thumps. Towel snatched. Bare feet pad sand. Hot. Push door. Creak echoes soft. Hinge whines. Inside dim. Tiles gleam wet. She sits bench. Head down. Raven hair shifts. ‘I’m here. Who are you?’
The Contact
‘Marie.’ Shut door. Latch clicks. Muffled. Heart hammers chest. Light slits under door. Footsteps pass outside. Her scent hits. Salt, arousal. She rises. Shirt clings damp. ‘Aurélia. Never thought… a woman so fucking hot.’ Towel drops. Plop on tile. Hand to cheek. Soft. She flinches. ‘No. Just married.’ Push closer. Skin heats. ‘No strings. Got Cathy. But this… quick, dirty fun.’ Finger trails neck. Hooks strap. Cups tit. Firm. Nipple pokes palm. She gasps. Shudders.
Pull her in. Bodies slam. Lips crash. Tongues fuck mouths. Hungry. Faces nipped. Growls low. Door rattles faint. Wind? Someone? Don’t stop. Shirt peels off. Paréo whispers down. Hips grind. Bikini bottoms soak. Groans bubble. ‘Shh,’ I hiss. Tits strain fabric. Fingers fumble ties. Tops fall. Breasts mash. Hard nipples scrape. Kiss deep. Salty.
‘Never fucked a girl.’ Eyes wide. Kiss lids. Push to showers. Spin her. Back to chest. Tongue over shoulder. Sloppy. Hands seize tits. Knead rough. Nails dig areolas. Down belly. Palm cups mound. Through bottoms. Wet heat pulses. She bends. Palms slap tile. Ass out. Inviting. Lick spine. Slow. Goosebumps rise. Hand dives in. Fingers part lips. Gush. ‘So fucking wet.’ Grind my cunt on her asscheeks. Finger spears hole. Tight. Hot. She yelps. Muffled. Echoes.
The Indiscretion
Outside, laugh. Close. Husband? Bite lip. Thrust harder. She bucks. Cries stifled. Yank her up. Spin. Slam wall. Tiles cold on back. Teeth snag nipple. Tug. She arches. Drop low. Bottoms yank. Pussy bare. Swollen. Drip. Tongue spears folds. Clit sucks. Slurp. Hand in my thong. Fingers plunge self. Juicy. Her thighs quake. Cum floods mouth. Musky. Legs buckle.
Floor slick. Water jets hiss on. 69 tangle. Her tongue laps eager. First time shines. Fingers curl my g-spot. Grind faces. Moans mix spray. Muffled gurgles. Door shadow shifts. Light dances under. Hold breath. Cum rips. Together. Shakes. Squirts mix water.
She scrambles up. Bikini ties hasty. Shirt snags. ‘Husband waits. That was… insane.’ Crouch kiss. Soft. Gone. Door creaks shut behind. I sprawl. Pant. Water cools sweat. Dress slow. Bikini clings cum-slick. Peek out. Empty. Voices fade beach. Heart slams ribs. Stairs to hotel creak underfoot. Pass old man. Eyes down. Grin hidden. Secret burns hot. Room dark. Cathy sleeps. Door clicks. Guilt twitches. But pussy throbs. Thrill lingers.