Vietnam: The Beach (Chapter 3) - Sex Stories

Vietnam: The Beach (Chapter 3)

... was like at the beach bar but doubted he and Erin would make it out of their bungalow once they retired for the evening.

Drinks in hand, Luke made his way back down the beach to deliver the beverages before they melted in the heat. The sun felt good on his shoulders, and he watched the topless women again on his way back to Erin. He felt disappointed that the best-looking couple was already gone and hoped they may cross paths again during their time at the resort.

“Was the bar as cute as I remember it?” Erin asked as she reached for her drink. “Remember we got so drunk on piña coladas that one day on our last trip? God, what a weird hangover!”

"Ha, I do!” Luke recalled. “Piña coladas and rum shots. That was rough.”

"Well, I don’t think we’ll do that again. In fact, I plan to spend our free time sucking your cock, not sitting in a bar.”

“Maybe we can do some of both, baby,” Luke responded. “There are some good-looking people here, maybe we’ll make some friends.”“I doubt it, Luke. I just want to spend time with you on this trip,” Erin said with a smile. “But you never know; we’ve met some great people on vacation before. Did you see anyone that looked like ‘friend’ material?”

“I did, actually. There’s a really attractive couple that looks to be about our age. I’m guessing they are European because the woman was topless, and they were really fit.”

“Topless doesn’t always mean European, babe,” Erin said, then surprised Luke by reaching up behind her neck and ...

... untying her tiny bikini top and let it fall, exposing her large breasts to the sun. Her pink areolas contrasted with her tan tits and her nipples were partially erect. Luke fought the urge to kiss them. Erin then spun the top around her body and untied the back string and unceremoniously dropped the top onto the small table next to her chair. Erin watched for Luke’s reaction.

“Well, that escalated quickly!” Luke said in mock surprise. “I guess not all Americans are as prudish as I suppose. You look great, Erin,” he added.

“Don’t worry, Darling. I’ll wear my top enough to get some tan lines, but I’ll go topless enough to keep you looking at me,” she said. “So, tell me more about the people you saw on your little walk.”

Luke debriefed Erin about the other guests at the resort he’d seen and pointed out a few. Their favorite people-watching game while on vacation was “spot the American.” It usually wasn’t difficult. Americans tended to go on short vacations compared to Europeans, and it was especially easy to spot the pasty-white skin of newcomers on a beach. Americans ironically often worked while on vacation, so laptops and work-sounding phone calls were common. Sometimes it was even easier. Running shoes at any time other than when actually running was a dead giveaway, as were baseball caps most of the time. Americans often wore at least one piece of clothing indicating their favorite sports team, whether it was major league baseball, professional football, a college ...