St. Lucia (True Story) - Sex Stories

St. Lucia (True Story)

... to be happy, I want to help her make this a great vacation... but I'm also really enjoying her soft, warm cunny. She is perfect, unblemished and smooth... and smells like baby powder- seriously? I take my finger and slip it inside her, just a little at first, not sure what she wants. A little in, a little out, teasing her more until she’s screaming for it. Then two fingers pushing inside her, curling, searching, my tongue pressing into her lips and she’s arching her back and moaning hard and fast. I'll never forget that sound, her muscles tensing all through her legs and stomach, her limpness in my arms as she glides into afterglow. We’re laying there naked, breathing fast and watching him watching us. Golden minutes pass. When I feel myself start to think, I act... no time for thinking. First me, I decide, he's mine after all. I crawl on my knees to him and reach for his lips while I loosen his shorts. I want him to taste her on my lips- we've never done this before and I want all his senses overwhelmed. He’s tense with excitement, unsure (YES!), as we throw his shorts to the side. He’s hard and with my first light kiss on the head I get a sweet salty droplet, which I always like for some reason. Light kisses and strokes and then I look up at him with a smile and then motion for her to join me. For a split second I realize she may be a lesbian, but then I see the look in her eye- part pleasure and part just being swept forward by the nights events. You can't just leave ...

... at a time like this, after all. She slides over besides me and we both bend down to give a long slow lick along each side of his shaft (which is kinda fun). He lets out a small moan. We each start to play, flicks of the tongue, wet kisses first on him and then on eachother. s****rly bonding, I know I'll be friends with her. Now she’s kissing his stomach, less naughty perhaps but she's solo for a bit and I see the reality of the situation crushing my boyfriend. He's done, mission accomplished. She’s stroking him with her hand, kissing his chest while I suck hard on his taught balls, watching intently to see what he does when their lips meet. What is it supposed to look like? Feel like? Exhilarating, it turns out. Overload. She pulls me up... Ten fingertips lightly stoking his lean body, four breasts caressing his chest, two tongues flicking at his skin. He moans and utters a yes and then yes again and first my hand and then hers grasping on to him, so hard and long. We’re stroking him light and slow, I reach over and kiss her while we move on him. She uses her extra hand to pinch at my hard nipple. I felt divided, I wanted her again, so new but very close to me now is so many ways. OK, boyfriend, focus... I move down to hold him in my mouth, just a little at first. I come up and watch him as she places her lips around him and I push her head down until he’s hidden in her mouth. She starts moving up and down on him and I reach down with my hand to stroke him (more fun than it ...