“Who are we going after?” you ask Jess. The lithe woman beside you, your lover and friend, shrugs as she readjusts her bikini. The cum that had been leaking out of the tiny garment has already begun to dry.
“Oh, I don’t know. I figure we could wander around and look for a promising couple or two. I imagine we can’t be the only ones that want to get off in this romantic getaway. If nothing else, we’ll get a nice walk around the beach. Then we can head back to the room and try the tub.” She grins at you and adjusts her bikini again. You watch her breasts jiggle as she pulls them to the left and right with the bikini strap. “Sorry,” she whispers. “Your cum is drying on my tits. I wonder if we should go get cleaned up first?” There’s a pleading quality in her voice.
“Let’s head back, but if we see any ‘targets,’ do you want to stop?” Jess smiles at you as you turn around to walk back to the hotel. She runs to catch up and runs her hand across your ass gently before looping her arm around yours.
“I like that idea,” she says softly. You both walk slowly, inhaling the salty air, and taking wide berths around any hilly dunes that might hide an over amorous couple. You try to think of places that you and your girlfriend would hide so that you could both cum discreetly. You both notice a copse of sea grass off the path, but set before a dip in the dune. It’s exactly the place either you or Jess would suggest for a bit of public action. Jess nods, holds her hands to her lips. There’s no need, you realize, to announce that you’ll be spying on whomever is there. You are holding hands as you move towards the little crater. You put a hand lightly on Jess’s stomach as you hear a noise coming from the crater. |