Taylor Made

Taylor MadeMy first story.Taylor Made.I saw her from a distance, her bare ass sticking out like a beacon in the hot sun. She was sun bathing, laying on a towel, on the beach, on this small island nation I was visiting on vacation. I was walking along the beach, looking for fish and shells and that sort of thing, when I saw her, and I found myself memorized, held captive, my rapt attention upon her.Now, you might be thinking, I’m some sort of closet perv or something like that, but I assure you, I’m nothing of the sort. I’m very open about what I like, sexually and or otherwise. It’s the ones that act all prim and proper that you need to be on the look out for. Life is all about equality and balance. If you’re 100% straight laced Mr. Perfect, one hundred percent of the time, chances are, you’re a serial r****t when nobody is looking. Sorry, but that’s life.Anyways, I was bound and determined to get a better look, as I am a man, and a nice bare ass is at the very least a nice sight to see. Seeing it in person is much different than seeing it in porn, another one of life’s many truths. Anyways, I walked up behind her, and using my waterproof camera I carried with me for filming underwater fish and things of that sort, filmed just a few seconds of this magnificent beauty. I may have hit the snapshot button a few times to take some super high res still pictures as well. Okay, this might be a little pervy, but it’s not like she was in a ladies dressing room, or expecting any level of privacy. It wasn’t even a private beach. It was right out in the open, k**s walking along and everything… Okay, maybe not k**s. It was the rocky point of a beach, and not many people came by, except maybe me and the fishes.So after a few minutes, I see her friend come along and drop off a huge load of conch shells, the big ones you might find in a souvenirs shop or something. Her friend spots me, and stares. I’m in shorts, holding my snorkel gear, flippers in one hand, mask and breather in the other… along with my camera half way concealed. Figuring I was made, I adjusted my hands, made the camera more pronounced, and continued filming. I took some close shots of the surrounding rocks, the shells and the ocean edge, and then, for some reason I couldn’t guess, I moved in closer to the real beauty I was watching.I walked right up on her right side, and said, “Hi! My names Dave. Looks like you’ve got quite the collection going here.”The sun bathing beauty turned her head of golden curls and looked up at me through thick 80’s style sunglasses. “Oh! Hi! Uh, yeah my friend is collecting them for us.”She seemed a little surprised someone was out on the beach, and so close, but I acted as if her naked ass was nothing more a spectacle than the shells… less so.I took a closer look at the shells, and then noticed a piece of purple leafy substance that looked exotic. “Oh, wow! What’s that?” I pointed to the piece with my camera.“Oh, I don’t know. Abby found it. It looks pretty cool.”“Yeah it does,” I responded, and I moved the camera right up on it, and took a couple still shots of it. “Where are you two from?” I asked casually.“Oh, we’re here on vacation,” she replied.“Oh yeah? Me too. I’m on the Dreamfinder,” I said with a smile. “How about you?”“Oh, we’re on the Doubtful Delusion,” she said with a smile that was out of this world.“I didn’t get your name. I’m Dave.”“Oh, sorry! I’m Taylor, and this is Abby.” Her friend had walked back over and was squatting down, dumping a large quantity of shells in front of Taylor’s beach towel. Abby looked up at me through the same 80’s style glasses, and smiled. Unlike Taylor, she was wearing a two piece bikini, but that did little to cover her ample cleavage and her tender bits below. That fact that she was squatting down, spread eagle, gave me the perfect viewing angle. Her bottoms were thin, yellow, and clung perfectly to the curves of her flesh, which indicated that she was shaved clean underneath. Her top was bright blue, and while the material hid her goods somewhat, it wasn’t covering very much.Abby said something to Taylor and then walked away, going to find some more shells or something. Taylor watched her go, and then turned to me and smiled. “So have you found anything cool?”“Oh yeah,” I replied, and I gave her a quick run down of the fish and shells I had filmed underwater and on the beach. “But you know, I found something absolutely breathtaking, but it’s not from the island.”Taylor swung her head back to look at me and asked, “What?”Before I knew it, my mouth had opened, the conscious filter had been lost in the ocean somewhere. “You’re ass. I must say, it’s the nicest one I’ve ever seen.”Taylor’s mouth fell open, and then she smiled, and I could tell she was blushing. She was really speechless, but I continued on. “Can I ask you something?”She was still smiling, which I took to be a good thing. “Yeah.”I stepped closer, and then dropped my knees into the sand about two feet from her side. “Do you mind… uh, would it be okay if… uh.”My mind was going dumb. Here I was, 40 something years old, kneeling down next to this twenty something, blond tanned bombshell, who was half naked, sunning in the sand. What was I doing? What was I thinking?“Sorry. I’m not used to asking questions like this.”Taylor’s smile broke and her white teeth gleamed from between her beautiful pink lips.“Do you mind if I touch it?”“Touch what?” Taylor asked slowly, although I knew she knew what I was talking about. The fact that she acted like she didn’t, let me know she was at least partially interested. I just needed to prove I wasn’t some perv looking to cop a feel and put it on facebook.“Can I touch your ass. You know, squeeze it a little. Look, normally I wouldn’t ask, but Jesus Christ I’ve never seen an ass like yours, and If I pass up this chance, I’ll regret it for the rest of my life.”Taylor looked around, seeing that there wasn’t anyone else around. I knew she would have objected if anyone else was looking, and thankfully I had strategically timed my question. I took the fact that she was looking around to mean she was into it. “I’ll be quick,” I said, crawling close on my knees, and tossing my snorkel gear to the side, out of the way. “If you see anyone coming, just tell me to stop.” I didn’t give her an opportunity to object before my left hand was on her right butt cheek, squeezing and kneading, and smoothing my fingers over her soft hot skin.“Wow,” I said, switching from one cheek to the other. “Wow. You’re ass is amazing. You must work out. You’re in fabulous shape.” Taylor kept her face pointed away from me, looking in the direction that her friend had gone. “Look, if I’m doing something that doesn’t feel good, or if you want me to stop, just let me know.”Taylor turned her head around, red faced, but still smiling. “I’m on a beach, with my bathing suit bottom sitting five feet away, with some stranger squeezing my ass…”“You want me to stop?” I asked, pausing my squeezing, but laying my hand on her skin with a firm pressure that showed her I wasn’t nervous or overly excited. “Look, I’m just giving you a rub. A massage. Did you know I’m a licensed masseuse?”“No,” Taylor replied. “No, I didn’t.”“Yep. That’s why I’m on the Dreamfinder. I give massages all day long,” I lied.“Are you going to charge me for this?” Taylor said with a snicker.“Of course not! That would be unprofessional. Anyways, I don’t have my table, or the essential oils I use.” I started squeezing her ass again, this time I put more force into it, applied more pressure, rubbed my finger tips deeper into her muscles, and, strategically, I began grabbing her butt and spreading her cheeks just a little bit at a time. “You’ve got great skin tone,” I said, as I moved my right hand across my body, and grabbed her right buttock with it, now utilizing both hands to massage her ass. “So, what do you like to do?”Taylor’s head dipped as if she were about to put her head in her arms for a nap, but my question brought her attention back. “Like what?” she asked absently.“Like, yoga? Or tye-bro, or do you dance?”“I like to dance,” she replied, and she turned her head to the right and laid it across her folded arms.“Exotic dancer? Or regular,” I asked.“Regular,” she said in a muffled voice. “Why? You thought I was an exotic dancer?”“You’ve definitely got the muscles and the butt for it,” I said, making a point of squeezing both of her butt cheeks nice and tight, and spreading them to the sides, exposing her delicate bits to the suns rays. I thought I heard her moan a few moments later, but it could have been my mind playing tricks on me. “Have you ever thought about it?”“A few times,” she said from beside her arm. “Some of the girls do it. They say they make a lot of money, but…”“They hate it,” I finished her sentence for her.“Yeah,” she replied.“Too much jealousy. Too much risk. Not worth it.” I kept rubbing her butt, squeezing and kneading her ass in both of my hands. I kept stealing glances between her buttocks, down low where her legs met in the middle, and I could see the telltale glistening of her wetness down there. “I’m sorry I’m not doing a very good job here. Usually I’m over the person, in a better position.”“No, it’s fine. It’s awesome,” she said dreamily. “It feels awesome.”“Here, let me get in a better position,” I said, and I gently grabbed her right leg and pulled it out the side just a bit, exposing her a little more.“What?” she said as if in protest, but I didn’t give her enough time to fully object. I stuck my left knee in between her own, and pushed her left leg out to the side, spreading her legs a bit more, opening up her hips.“Don’t worry. Nobody is going to see you,” I replied casually. “I’ve got my knee there. Unless they come up and stand over my shoulder, you’re perfectly safe.”I grabbed both of her ass cheeks in my hands and went back to massaging them as forcefully as I thought would be enjoyable.“Mmmmm,” Taylor moaned as I put more effort into it. “That feels really good.”“Well, I am a professional,” I lied. “If you want, I can give you the full treatment. But… You’ve got to keep it a secret. I normally charge a lot of money, and I could get in big trouble with the cruise line if they found out I was giving away free massages.”“Who would I tell?” she replied. Her phone rang, and she groggily picked her head up and pulled it out from underneath her chest. She picked it up. “Yeah?”I could hear a little bit of what the other person was saying, but not much.“Yeah. No, I’m fine… Yeah, he’s still here. He’s giving me a massage… No! Jesus, he’s a masseuse from one of the other boats… Look, when he’s done, I’ll come join you. In the mean time, ummm, just call me if you need me for anything… Okay. Okay. Yeah, okay. No, I’m not going to ask him that! Jesus! You’re a freak. I’m only k**ding. I love you. Okay, bye.” She hung up the phone and stuck it back under her chest.“Everything okay?” I asked, using the moment to gently nudge my knee further to the side, opening her up just a little bit more.“Yeah, it’s just Abby. She found a great place to get a bite to eat and a drink, so she was calling to let me know.”“Do you need to go?” I asked, reaching further down her buttocks with my thumbs and kneading her flesh outward, which resulted in a deep stretch that made her pussy gape for just a second. I acted as if I hadn’t noticed, continuing the conversation as casually as I could.“No,” she said with a moan, and she put her head back down on her arms. “I told her I’ll be a little while. She’s okay without me for a bit.”“Oh, okay,” I said, picking up the pace just a bit. “So am I doing a good job?” I asked. “I always ask for customer feedback. Makes me a better massage ther****t. I feel like if the person lets me know if I’m doing a good job, then I can really make a difference.”“I’ve never had a better massage in my life,” she said huskily.“Really?” I pressed my fingers deep down, almost touching her outer lips before stretching her buttocks out to the sides, once again. I heard her moan and I could now see a little wet spot on her beach towel where she had been leaking for the past few minutes. She was clearly enjoying this as much as I was, maybe even more. My cock was like a rod of titanium in my pants. Where I used to need help from the little blue pill, this time I didn’t need a shred of help, at all. I was standing tall, unassisted.“Uh, do you mind?” I didn’t wait for an answer, but instead grabbed both of her knees gently and spread them a little wider. She didn’t resist, in fact she seemed almost willing, and I quickly brought my other knee between hers, and resumed my massaging. “That’s good. Wow, I’m really able to get some good penetration here,” I said in an official kind of tone.“What?” Taylor asked from inside the folds of her arms.“Penetration… of your muscles. I’ve felt a lot of bodies before, but yours is absolutely stunning.”I felt her pick up her butt a little bit to readjust herself on the towel, which had the duplicitous effect of angling her hips forward, brining her pussy up in the air towards me. It was almost as if she were urging me to give her more. I was obliged to respond. “That’s nice,” I said. “You know, I usually charge a couple hundred dollars for something like this,” and I reached down with my right hand and cupped the top of her pussy mound with my fingers. Before she could say anything, I pressed inward, and stroked my finger tips upward, pressing them into her crease and making sure to glide them over her clit and inner lips as smoothly as possible.“Uuuuuggghhh,” I heard her samsun escort moan, and her body jerked. I watched as her asshole puckered up, and her pussy clenched down on itself. Clearly she needed that. Clearly she needed more.“You’re really tense. Here, let me help you relax a bit.” I put my left hand on the small of her back, and the top of her ass, almost as if covering her up, but my right hand went down between her legs, and my finger tips cupped the top of her pussy mound again. I felt her body come up in the air just a bit in anticipation, and then I gently stroked just my middle finger down into her crease, hitting her clit, and rubbing it up and down just a bit. When I heard her moan out again, I switched to a side to side swishing motion, and then I used my three middle fingers to smooth her clit and pussy lips up and down, spreading them wide, and making sure every inch of her flesh was super slippery with her pussy juices.I continued stroking her tender soft parts, feeling them swell and elasticize in response to my attentions I was paying. I made sure to keep a small portion of my attention on our surroundings however, just in case someone came trotting along. People were usually oblivious, unless they say something the peaked their curiosity, and I knew this would definitely attract the attention of any passersby.“Mmmmmm,” Taylor moaned as my middle and ring finger sandwiched her clit and playfully pinched it on the upstroke.“Oh, good. I’ve got the right angle. You had me worried for a minute there.” I paused, intending to switch hands, the fingers of my right hand were starting to cramp just a bit.“Don’t stop,” I heard the muffled protest from beneath crossed arms.“Oh, I was just switching sides,” I said casually, resting my right hand on the bottom of her back, and snaking my left hand between her hips. “You know, my right hand is good, strong fingers and all,” and with that, I gently spread her lips with my left pointer finger and thumb, “but generally speaking, my left hand gets a lot of off hand use that I don’t realize, so it’s got a much higher endurance.” Slowly, I maneuvered my middle and ring finger to her opening and pushed them together, smoothly, sinking them inside of her until my knuckles stopped them from going any further. I could feel her body trembling at being penetrated by my digits. It was a mixture of excitement, pleasure, tainted with a bit of the unknown. I spread my fingers apart inside of her, and then curled them as I withdrew them, making sure there were wet and slick before putting them back to good use, stroking her clit and outer lips.Every time the tips of my slippery fingers glided over her clit, I felt her body shudder and her thighs quake. Slowly, I inched my way higher, gently nudging my knees against the inside bend of Taylor’s thighs, to which she reacted, and spread her hips wider.“I hope I’m not being too forward in saying this,” I commented nonchalantly, “But you have a great body. So nice and soft, and smooth…” I gently flicked the tip of my middle finger up and down and back and forth against her protruding button of a clit. After about the fifth time of making contact, Taylor’s hips started responding of their own accord, and a sharp rhythm of hip jerking and pelvic thrusting began that went on and on until I stopped flicking her clit.“Uggghhhhhh,” Taylor moaned at last, and I saw her exaggerated breathing as her back heaved up and down.“I’m sorry,” I said softly. “Was I too rough?”“Is there anyone around us?” Taylor raised her head up and and to side, taking a quick glance around.“Uh, no,” I said, looking to my right, and then far off to the left. I didn’t see anyone for a good distance away.“Good,” Taylor said as if this fact allowed her to a certain amount of freedom to speak freely. “If you want… you can do whatever you want to me.”“Sounds promising,” I said, continuing to gently stroke her inner thighs and her pussy lips. “And what sort of things are you talking about?” As I asked the question, I shimmied out of my swim trunks, until they were down around my knees.“Whatever you want,” she half mumbled, half moaned from within the protective wall of her folded arms.“Whatever like,” I reached down with my right hand as well, and grabbed both of her pussy lips and spread them wide, stretching them out to each side. “Like this?”“Mmmmmm,” Taylor moaned. “You want to finger me some more?” She raised her ass in the air a bit more for easier access.“Mmmmm, you know,” I let go and moved my arms to each side of her chest, placing my hands in the sand. “This might actually be the perfect angle.”“For what?” she asked, but then she must have felt it. He head came backwards just a bit, and I could see the breath had caught in her chest. The head of my cock was now pressed firmly against the opening between her slippery glistening pussy lips, and slowly, agonizingly, inching inside of her.“That’s it,” I said as I pressed my cock in further. I don’t consider myself “hung” by any means, but I do take care of myself, and I am just a bit over average in both length and width. It seemed to be just the right size by the looks of it.“My god,” Taylor moaned, and her hips pressed backwards against my own, seeking more, and a deeper relationship than she was getting already, but I’m the kind of guy that likes to take my time and savor the moment. “Fuck me,” she said in a low voice from behind her elbows.“I’m getting there,” I said with a smile.Taylor raised her head up suddenly, and then raised her chest up, and rested her torso on her elbows. “You want to see my tits?”“What?” I asked, kind of shocked at the question.“Do you wanna see my tits? They’re pretty nice.”“Oh, okay,” I said, gently pulling the half of my cock that was inside, out, and moving back just a bit.Taylor was on her back in an instant. She had lost all sense of shyness, or inhibition as far as I could see. She spread her legs wide, and grabbed behind her knees with her hands. She pulled her knees back as far as she could, spreading her hips and her pussy as wide as it would go. Her large moon like breasts pressed against each other between her arms. “You like em?”“I do,” I said as I crawled forward, my cock throbbing underneath me. I came right up between her legs, and pressed my cock against her pussy again, and this time, it slid deep inside of her, and I watched her eyes roll back in the sockets. “How do you like my cock?” I asked.“It’s fucking amazing!” Taylor said with a smile as she caught her breath, and then wrapped her legs around my waist. “I want you to fuck me,” she said suddenly.“I thought I was doing that,” I said sheepishly.“No. I want you to fuck my brains out. Take me, right here, right now. I’m talking totally.”“Totally,” I said, sliding my cock in deeper, and feeling a bit of resistance about an inch from the base of my cock.“Totally,” she moaned, and she fought to keep her legs wrapped around my waist as my cock made her hips reflexively want to squeeze closed and grip me.“Here, how’s this,” I said as I reached forward and put my hands on her shoulders, pulling her down towards me, and forcing my cock inside her as far as it would go.“Ugh,” she moaned, and she looked up at me through her sunglasses. I opened my mouth to say something, but she beat me to the punch. “Don’t talk, just fuck. Fuck me harder.” I smiled, and slid my cock out until just the tip was at the entrance and then slid the entire thing back in, in one long deep thrust. “Holy fuck,” she moaned, and she flexed her legs just a bit, trying to loosen up. I gave her another five minutes of deep long thrusts, before my cock was completely covered in creamy white pussy juice, and Taylor was shaking like a leaf. “Jesus,” she moaned between thrusts. “Are – you – ever – going – to – come?”“I didn’t know if you wanted me to,” I said in a moaning voice of my own. I was good, but my normal time limit on fucking was up two minutes ago. What I lacked in stamina, I made up for in foreplay, and making sure I could get my partner off each and every time. Taylor was an unknown, and without knowing what turned her on, was a deficit.“Oh – my – god,” she moaned. “I’ve cum – like – ten times,” she panted.“Oh damn,” I said with a smile. “So… so that was what I was feeling.” Periodically, about every thirty seconds or so, I felt Taylor’s pussy quiver, and she got wetter, and there was a sense of pressure, like she was trying to force my cock out of her, but I never gave up, and I just kept thrusting it back deep inside. Apparently that was exactly what she liked.“Oh god,” she panted. “Can you cum?”“Oh, I can cum,” I said, picking up the pace and shortening my strokes. I’d found a method to prolong my hard-on, switching up angles, and moving back and forth. It kept me from cumming, and allowed me to last longer than normal, but the result was a cock that was just a bit desensitized. I would need to get a good rhythm going again, short deep thrusts, in order to get to a finishing point. “Wha- where do you want it?”“Anywhere,” she said with a moan, and she cupped her breasts and pinched her nipples, pleasuring the parts of herself she had easy access to.“Anywhere?” I asked for verification, and she moaned and shook her head up and down. I realized she must have been on the pill, and didn’t mind me cumming inside of her, so I picked up the pace and really started ramming my cock home inside her slippery cunt. I leaned forward and kissed her right nipple, which made her moan really loud. “You like that, huh?” I reached up and took hold of both her breasts in my hands. I ran my thumbs over her thin perky nipples with my thumbs, and alternated sucking on each one. Every time I sucked one into my mouth, I felt her pussy tighten up on my cock. It was as if her wiring had the two connected.I gently bit her left nipple, experimenting just a bit, and the reaction was as I expected. She moaned extremely loud, and her pussy gripped my cock like a tight glove. I have her right nipple a tweak, and her mouth fell open. I could tell she would have been moaning if any sound could have escaped her lungs, which were now seized up in ecstasy. I kept working my cock in and out of her pussy, as quickly and as deeply as I could, jackhammering her cervix with the tip of my cock, trying to build up enough motion, or sensation, to cum. But as luck would have it, the one time I’m able to last more than three minutes, was the one time I needed to cum.I certainly didn’t want to fake it, not with such an exotic and erotic experience such as this. This was a once in a lifetime opportunity for me, and it was slipping through my fingers. I had to admit, if I had stopped, and just told her I couldn’t cum, and walked away, I would have still counted this as the best fuck of my entire life, but I wasn’t willing to let it end like this.“What’s wrong?” Taylor asked me suddenly.“Nothing,” I lied. I had slowed down a bit, but my cock was still hard and still inside her.“You can’t cum can you?” she said, as if reading my mind.“I can, it’s just – it might take a while.”“I know what will help,” Taylor said with a big smile. “Here, let me help you.” I felt her reach down, and she shimmied sideways a bit, and pulled my cock out of her pussy with her left hand. She started jerking it with her hand, and every couple of tugs, she would squeeze it hard, and then push the shaft of skin all the way down, making the head of my dick swell and turn purple. “Almost ready?” she asked.“I’m getting there,” I said, but I wasn’t so sure I was.“Perfect,” she said, and she reached down with her right hand, and with both, guided me back to her slippery canyon. “Let me do it,” she said, as she slid the tip of my cock up and down her crevasse, coating it in slippery pussy juice. When she had sufficiently lubed it up, she shimmied her ass down, and pressed the tip of my cock against her hole once more. This time, I felt her pussy open up slower, and when the head suddenly popped inside of her, she gasped and her mouth hung open again, as if she were cumming right then and there. Both of her hands came up and grabbed my hips, and slowly pulled me forward, sinking the entire length of my cock inside of her. It was when I felt my balls being stretched against the opening, and the hot smooth interior of her body, that I knew my cock was up her ass this time.“Oh shit,” I moaned, and my cock swelled and my balls got tight against her opening.“Fuck my asshole,” she moaned, and her legs locked around my hips again, preventing me from pulling out. I wouldn’t have dreamed of it.“Is this what you want?” I moaned into her ear as I leaned forward and slammed my cock hard up inside of her. I pulled my dick out just a bit, and then rammed it back in, getting lost in the sinking feeling of my entire cock being taken deep inside of her behind.“Oh, god you’re good,” she said, spreading her legs out to the sides and then grabbing her knees like before. “Don’t hold back. Fuck it. Fuck it hard.”I didn’t argue with her. I pulled my cock half way out, and then slid it back inside of her, and the look on her face was one of pain mixed with pleasure, and a bit of sensory overload. My cock thrust in and out of her asshole, and I could see the ring muscle gripping me each time I pulled out and then sunk it back in. Her pussy hung open, gaping, after my fucking it into orgasmic submission, and a small trickle of white pussy cream dripped down to add lubrication to my ass r****g cock.“Oh!” she moaned out, and I felt her entire body start quivering. This time, it was different. I kept thrusting escort samsun inside of her ass, but her hips started to tremble, and suddenly her ass got extremely tight, gripping my shaft like never before.“I’m going to cum!” I moaned, and I slammed my cock inside her tight asshole again and again.“I know,” she gasped. She let go of her knees, but kept them high up in the air. Her hands came down to her buttocks and she spread them apart, allowing me to thrust even deeper inside of her.I couldn’t hold back any longer. Granted, I wasn’t trying to, but even if I was, I couldn’t. My balls pulled up tight like kiwi’s and I felt the tickling charge of cum flowing out of my scrotum and into the base of my cock. I pulled my cock way out, intending to thrust it back in again, but just as I did, Taylor’s hands intercepted my cock, yanked it out of her asshole, and slid it up one notch. My dick slammed deep inside of her pussy, and her legs locked around my waist again, holding my entire length inside of her while my cock sputtered and shot cum deep inside of her.“Oh, fuck,” I moaned as my balls emptied inside of her pussy, flooding her with slippery salty cum.“Give it to me,” Taylor moaned, pulling me deeper inside of her with her ankles hard against my lower back. “Oh, that’s so fucking good.”My cock continued to spasm long after I had been wrung dry. Taylor’s thighs shook as if she were shivering in the cold, except it was very hot in the mid day sun. I looked down at Taylor, who was still wearing her sun glasses, although they were a bit askew on her face. Her pink flushed face and relaxed mouth let me know she was an exhausted as I was, but she was loving every minute of it.After a few moments, my hard-on started to subside, and I was completely spent. I could feel our juices slipping out past the joining of our bodies and it tickled my balls. I tried not to laugh at the sensation.“Well?” Taylor asked me suddenly.“Well, what?” I asked, confused.“Well, are you going to kiss me? Usually two people kiss before they fuck, but I’ll give you a pass, right?”“Oh… yeah,” I said in agreement, thankful she wasn’t pissed at me for some reason. I leaned forward and kissed her luscious lips for a very long time. By the time our intimate embrace had ended, I had fully come out of her, and was now hanging limp, wet and exposed.“Was it good? Did you like it?” she asked me, as if she were concerned.“Oh yeah! Shit, you were awesome!” I said with a smile. Suddenly self conscious, and searching the beach for stray walkers and swimmers, I quickly found my swim trunks and began putting them back on.“Are you going somewhere?” she asked.“Nope. Just covering up a bit. I’m not used to… well, being this exposed.”“You think I am?” She asked, motioning to her nakedness.I didn’t want to give her the wrong idea. The experience was fantastic, and I would do it again if I had the chance. But I was forty something, and she was in her twenties, just barely. If she was looking for something more, I wasn’t sure it would work out. Telling her this might make the wrong impression though, so I changed tactics. “Was it… was it good for you?” I asked.Taylor brushed her nipples with her hands, and then reached down and rubbed herself between her legs. “I don’t think I’ve ever been fucked that good in my entire life,” she said.“Really?” I said with a smirk.“Really. Most of the guys I meet are all talk, but when it comes to performance, it’s thirty seconds and gone. Jesus, I’m getting horny again already.”“Do we have time?” I asked, taking a look at my watch.“I don’t know, what time is it?” Taylor asked.“Almost four,” I replied.“Oh Shit!” Taylor rolled sideways and grabbed her bikini bottoms and slipped her ankles through them, got them half way up before realizing they were inside out, and swore. She slipped them off, reversed them and slipped them back on. I watched her, as she put her top on, smiling, wondering where she suddenly had to go in such a rush. She grabbed her cover-up and flung it over her head, knocked her glasses off, swore and grabbed them up. Before she put them on, she looked over at me, and grabbed me, giving me another kiss. “I have got to go!”“Where?” I asked.“The ship! It leaves in a half hour! Shit! I wonder if Abby went back already.”“Oh crap,” I said, grabbing my own gear, suddenly overly aware of the time. “Uh, do you… uh, do you want to give me your phone number?” I asked awkwardly.“Oh, I’d love to. You going to come visit me in Brazil?”“Brazil? I didn’t know you were from Brazil. I’m from Canada.”“Yup, I’m from Brazil. I don’t have anything to write with, but I’ve got my phone. Give me your number.”“You’re going to call me, right?” I asked.“Of course I’m going to call you,” she said.“Okay,” I replied, and I gave her my phone number, which she put into her phone as quickly as she could.We shared another kiss, and then the moment we parted, Taylor turned around and started walking briskly in the opposite direction. I watched her go, loving the sight of her awesome hips, swaying back and forth as she walked. She stopped twice to adjust her bikini bottoms, and I knew she was trying to keep everything from draining out, which could cause quite a scene on a long walk back to a cruise ship.Once she was gone, and I couldn’t see her anymore, I turned my camera off, and checked it out. I still had half a battery, and over nine tenths of the memory left. I swore about how much I loved my camera, and walked off in search of more island delights. Halfway back to the pier I found Taylor’s friend, Abby, sitting outside of a loud and crowded restaurant.“Hey, have you seen Taylor?” She asked weirdly.“Yeah, you better hurry and catch up. She said she was going back to the ship. It’s leaving soon,” I said.Abby looked at me with a strange look on her face, but then seemed to snap out of it suddenly. “Well if she went back to the ship, that’s her loss.”“What do you mean?” Abby turned around, as if she were going to walk away, and then turned back to me with a smirk on her face.“I told her earlier what time we had to be back. But she never listens to me. Don’t get me wrong, she’s fricking awesome, but she’s blond.”I must have looked dumb, because after a moment Abby swung her head back and forth dramatically, and said “Duhhh.”I laughed just a bit, and Abby giggled and put a hand to her lips to try and hide something. I didn’t know what.“So, she doesn’t need to go back right now?” I asked.“Too late. If she already went back, she’s not going to have time to come back off. Guess you’re stuck with me.”“Guess so,” I replied smoothly. Abby had mousy brown hair and an awesome smile, even though she did her best to hide it.“So, you wanna go get a bite to eat?” Abby asked without looking at the restaurant.“Sure. I could eat.”Abby sauntered up to me and put her arm through mine. “Now look, I have to be back on the ship by seven. Se-Ven.” She exaggerated the word. “That gives us about three hours, give or take thirty minutes.”“Okay,” I said, walking away from the restaurant, following Abby’s lead. “Do you know a place?”“I sure do. Best eating anywhere.” My stomach growled a bit and I apologized.Abby laughed and we continued walking, talking about our vacations, and what life was like in Brazil, and Canada of course. It was a strange conversation. Abby seemed to know exactly what I was talking about, but every time I mentioned Brazil, she got their weird look on her face, and got all quiet. I just assumed she wasn’t wanting to give me too much info on where she lived, or what not. After about ten minutes, we were well out of range of the hustle and bustle, and I could tell we were heading back towards the ocean. The land had this sort of tilt to it, and I could see the blue past all of everything. I wondered if Abby knew of a small locality, a mom and pop place, so to speak.We walked down a short shabby cobble stone street, turned a corner, and started walking down a grassy path, down towards a sandy drop off type of beach. Abby seemed to know the way, so I continued to follow her, and after another minute or so, I realized we were much further down the beach than I had been before. I walked a bit out into the sand, and looked to my right. A long distance off was the section of beach where Taylor and I had just fucked each others brains out.“Where are we?” I asked, turning around, looking for the culprit. The instant I saw Abby, I had to do a double take. Abby, had stopped walking, and had quickly pulled the strings on her swim wear, and was now standing in front of me, completely nude.“I walked down here earlier, and then took the path, and the street, to get back to the pier. The locals told me where I was.”“I see,” I said, stepping towards Abby, and admiring her huge perky breasts. “And, what are we doing here?”“Well, you said you wanted something to eat,” Abby said with a sheepish grin and a reddening face.“Best eating anywhere?” I replied with her words from earlier.“Come – on,” Abby said in a whiny voice. “Gimme a break, would ya?” She looked pouty now.“What do you mean?” I asked. I wasn’t sure what was going on, but I figured I was about to find out.“Taylor always gets all the attention. I’m so freaking sick of it. You know what? I’ve got all the same great qualities as she does! I’ve got bigger boobs, I’ve got better muscle tone, I work out all the time, and I’m clean. Like, I keep my shit, sparkling clean.”“I think you look fine,” I said with a smile.“You think so? You’re not just trying to make me feel better?”“Jesus, no,” I said swiftly. “Look, Taylor is really beautiful,” Abby’s face seemed to drop, and she had this smirk like she’d heard this line before, “but she doesn’t hold a candle to you.” Abby’s face seemed to light up in surprise. “Look, I don’t know what you think went on back there,” I motioned over to the section of beach I had spent time with Taylor at, “but I-”.“I was watching the two of you. I knew you were going to fuck her. I knew it the second she sent me off to go shell hunting. She always does that. She’s a cock block. And, you know what?…” Abby paused, and it looked as if she were debating whether to tell me something or not.“What?” I said in a tone that let her know I was really wanting to know what she had on her mind.“She does this. When we go out, she does this. She’s a slut.”I started to worry about having contracted something, right then and there. I hadn’t worn a condom when I was fucking Taylor’s brains out just a short while ago. “Does she sleep around a lot?” I asked.“Well, she’s easy. Let’s just put it that way. She… she’s not a slut-slut, but she’s always to one getting the attention. Look, I could have gone and told someone what the two of you were doing on the beach. But I didn’t. And you want to know why?”“Why?” I asked a little defensively.“Because I got so god damned worked up watching the two of you, the only thing I could think of was getting you… of… you know…” Abby looked like she was going to break down.“Hey, hey. Don’t worry about it. It’s okay. Look… uh… there’s plenty of room here. If you want, I’ll give you a massage.”Abby smiled slightly. “I’d like more than a massage,” she said seductively.“I’m not saying no, but I’m not making any promises, okay.”Abby seemed to accept that. We walked a bit down the beach, to a spot where the bush trees grew high and wide, overhanging the beach sand. Quickly, we lifted the branches and crawled underneath them, and then spread out a beach towel Abby had brought in her bag.“On my front or on my back?” Abby asked, sitting down on the towel and brushing her toes off over the edge.“Whichever you prefer,” I said.Abby smiled, and laid back, put both of her hands under her head, and spread her legs out to each side giving me a full view of her smooth shaved pussy.“You know, you really have a nice body,” I said as I slowly started massaging her shoulders and arms with my hands.“You don’t have to say that you know,” Abby said.“No, I’m being serious,” I said, and I silently admonished myself for the nervous crackle in my voice. I didn’t want her to think it was me being untruthful.“Well, thanks for that,” she said.“No problem,” I replied. “You know… this would be a lot better if I had some oil.”“I have some in the bag,” Abby said, as if I had been making an excuse to stop the massage and leave her at that time.“Really? Awesome!” I grabbed her bag and opened it quickly, before she could object. I found a medium sized bottle of massage oil inside, and it was brand new, never opened. The label said it was local to the island. She had just bought it. To my surprise, although I didn’t mention it, I found a small pink jeweled butt plug, and a pair of see through panties that had also just been purchased.I set the bag back in the sand next to the towel, and opened the bottle of oil. I poured just a bit into my left palm, and then capped it. Once the oil was tempered, I rubbed both hands in it, and then put them to work, caressing Abby’s body from her shoulders to her waist. When my hands slipped over her breasts, her nipples instantly got hard ad rocks. Her aureole crinkled up and her boobs became extremely perky. “You have got the best boobs I have ever seen,” I said and I continued massaging them, and squeezing them, and kneading them in my hands and fingers. Occasionally I would pinch her nipples between my fingers, and when I did this, Abby would open her mouth as if she were about to moan, but all I heard was heavy breathing.“You want the full treatment?” I asked her after a few intense moments of nipple tweaking and boob squeezing.“Hell samsun escort bayan yes,” Abby said with a smile.“I won’t even charge you,” I said with a smile. Abby smiled back and I grabbed the massage oil and refilled my left hand. Once It was body temp, I slathered it on her left leg, and then refilled, coating her right leg as well. Abby closed her eyes, and I took the moment to refill again, and then capped the bottle one handed. For some reason, I didn’t want to seem easy, which I thought was probably an issue with a lot of people. But on the inside, I could not believe my incredible luck. First I met, and had sex with Taylor, which was probably the biggest highlight of any vacation cruise I had ever taken, and now I was sitting here, with her friend Abby, rubbing her voluptuous body down with massage oil.Suddenly I thought of something. What would they say to each other? Oh sure, they might talk on board the ship, but chances were, Abby would keep quiet, and Taylor would never be the wiser. I didn’t want to be the male whore here, but my hormones were getting the best of me, and my cock was rock hard in my swim trunks once again.“You know, I usually charge a couple hundred dollars for a rub down like this,” I lied, trying to sound professional as I smoothed the oil all over Abby’s belly and worked it downward.“Oh yeah?” Abby said in a husky seductive voice. “How much do you charge to make a girl cum?”“Oh, uh… that would be unprofessional,” I said shakily.“Uh-huh,” Abby said with a sly smile. “So how much?”“Oh, I don’t know,” I said, unable to keep the nervous sound out of my voice. “A hundred?”Abby opened one of her eyes, and then smiled. “I’ve got three hundred in the bag. Think you can make me cum that many times before we have to go?”I swallowed my spit and smiled, “Oh, I think you might need more money.” I slipped my left hand down between her thighs and let my slick oiled fingers slide through her soft smooth lips. Her clit was hard, and I let it slip between my fingers as I slid them deeper down, pinching her love button and inner set of pink lips between my digits ever so gently. Her entire body jerked, and she reflexively spread her legs to give me better access. “Does that feel good?” I cooed as I slid my hand up and down her pussy mound, relishing how soft and smooth it was. It felt like she had just shaved it this morning.“Oh shit,” Abby said through clenched teeth.I continued to slide my fingers up and down her slit, but I could tell by the way her body was shaking, that she was having her first orgasm already. Gently, I moved my three middle fingers upward and stroked her clit up and down and side to side. Abby gasped, and her hands gripped her breasts and squeezed them hard. Her nipples were erect, and in seconds Abby was gasping and shaking her head back and forth from side to side. I continued stroking her clit until she reached down and pushed my hands away, telling me she needed a moment to recover.“That’s one,” I said slyly.After a while, Abby smiled and opened eyes that were very glassy with erotic pleasure. “One down,” she panted.“You know, you said we were going to eat.” I said.The look in Abby’s became intense. Without a moments hesitation, she rolled forward and pushed me back on my half of the towel, yanked my swim trunks down, and grabbed my cock in her hand.“Uh,” I said, worried that I hadn’t washed off after I had been with Taylor.Abby didn’t let me delay her. She opened her mouth and engulfed my cock between her pretty pink lips. She stroked her lips up and down a few times to get my cock wet, and then she really started going at it, sucking it all the way into the back of her throat, and gagging herself on it.“Jesus Christ!” I said as I felt my balls tightening up, and my cock swelling, ready to explode. “Where the fuck did you learn that?”“Hahaha,” She laughed in between deep throating my cock. “I just fucking love the taste of cum,” she said.“I haven’t came yet,” I said informatively.“Oh, I know. I can taste you …and Taylor,” she said as if it was nothing. “She’s got a nice pussy. But not as nice as mine.”“You’ve tasted her pussy?” I asked.“She’s my best friend. Jesus. It’s a girl thing. You’re not really BFF’s unless you’re willing to go down on each other. You know, when you really need it.”I couldn’t take it anymore. Abby talking about eating Taylor’s pussy put me over the edge. Her lips sank down my shaft again, and I felt my cock throbbing harder than ever before.“Mmmmm, give it to me,” Abby said as she pulled her lips off of me, and stroked me hard with her hand.“Here it comes,” I gasped, and as soon as Abby saw the first drop of moisture on the tip of my cock, she took it in her mouth again, all the way in, and I exploded, shooting thick hot jets of cum into the back of her throat. It was, by far, the best blow job I had ever gotten.“Mmmmm,” Abby moaned, and then she slid my cock out of her mouth and opened her lips, showing me the white creamy load on her tongue. Without another word, she closed her mouth and then swallowed it. She licked her lips twice, and then sat back down on the towel, smiling like a cat that had just ate a bird.“Now, we’re back to three.”“Huh?” I said, not understanding.“I just made you cum. Fair is fair. Now, you’re back at three. If you want that three hundred dollars, you better get to work. We haven’t got all day.”I didn’t need the money, but this was a game I was willing to play. I pushed Abby back on the towel and spread her legs wide. I grabbed her ass in my hands, and stuck my tongue in her valley and started eating her pussy for all it was worth. She was right. Her pussy was the softest and sweetest pussy I had ever had. I licked her clit until she was on the edge of cumming, and then slid two fingers into her cunt so when she came, she came super hard. I continued flicking her clit with the tip of my tongue until she couldn’t take it anymore. It was the fastest I had ever made a girl cum before.“Now it’s back to two.” I said after Abby’s body stopped convulsing.“Okay,” Abby panted, folding her arms over her chest in surrender. “Two to go.”“And now, lets change things up a bit. Where’s that thing you bought?”“What thing?” Abby asked.“Gimme the bag.” I grabbed her bag and pulled out the pink gem butt plug.“That’s for Taylor,” Abby said, shaking her head.“Not today,” I said with a smile. “Now shut up and get your ass over here.”I lubed it up with some of the massage oil, and slowly pressed it against the pucked skin of her delicate butt hole. “It’s too big,” Abby panted as I pressed the metal rose bud gently. It was half way in when Abby exclaimed she couldn’t take it.“Hold on a second,” I said. Using my free hand, I slid two of my fingers inside of her pussy, and gently stroked her g-spot until I felt the flesh of her pussy soften up and get extremely wet. “Just concentrate on what I’m doing to your pussy,” I said softly, continuing to stroke her cunt, and at the same time, pressing the little butt plug deeper inside of her.“Oh fuck,” Abby gasped, and I could feel her hips jerking every time the tips of my fingers raked over the inside edge of her pubic bone. “It’s stretching my ass out… I’m… I’m gonna cum!”I knew what would happen if she came and the plug wasn’t fully inside her, so I pressed harder, and watched as her asshole loosened up like a hungry mouth and swallowed the metal plunger. Instantly, Abby’s pussy clamped down on my fingers. She gasped as if she were having open heart surgery with no anesthetic, and I could tell the way the butt plug bulged and twitched, she was cumming hard.“Down to one?” I asked.“Doesn’t count,” She said, panting.“Like hell it doesn’t,” I replied, and I grabbed her forcefully and yanked her across the towel towards me.“You’re being a bit rough you know,” Abby said off handedly.“Oh,” I said, and I grabbed her knees and pulled them apart. “Is this too rough?”“I’m okay,” she said with a smile, I saw she was acting submissively.“How’s this?” I asked, and I grabbed her by the throat, gently, but forcefully.“You can squeeze a bit harder,” she said with a rueful smile, and when I bore down, she moaned, “that’s good, right there.”“Good,” I replied, my cock was rock hard again. “Now bite your lip.” Abby bit her bottom lip gently, and as my cock entered her pussy, she threw her head back and moaned deeper than ever before. I pushed my cock in as far as it would go, until my balls were stretched tight against her pussy lips. I could feel the knob of her cervix pressing against the head of my dick at the deepest point, and Abby’s tight cunt gripped my shaft like a velvet glove.“You like it that deep?” I asked as I pushed harder.“However deep you want it, that’s how I like it,” she gasped.“Grab your knees. Like Taylor does,” I said.Abby looked at me with a strange look, but she did what I asked without question.“When you pull em up, it changes the angle. I can get it deeper, and it puts everything in line.” Abby nodded like she understood.“Is this how… if this how you fucked Taylor?” Abby asked. I didn’t reply right then.I slid my cock into her tight wet pussy again, and this time it slid all the way in, and then some. Her cervix was now pressed tight against the tip of my cock, rather than the top of the head, and if I came, right then, I was sure I would have filled her womb with my seed. Without another word, I put both my hands on the towel on each side, and slid my cock all the way out, and then all the way back in. I fucked Abby’s tight sweet pussy with long deep strokes, and she moaned and groaned almost constantly. I could feet the hard bullet of the anal plug in her ass, every time I pulled out, and finally, when I couldn’t take it any more, I yanked my cock out and started jerking it over Abby’s pussy.“No! I want you to cum inside me!” Abby whined.“Oh, sorry,” I said, letting go, and shoving my cock back inside of her, making her gasp in pleasure. “I didn’t know. I forgot to ask, and it’s better to be safe than sorry,” I said.“Mmmmmm,” Abby moaned, and I thrust my cock into her hard and deep, feeling my balls tightening up, ready to fill her pussy.“Give it to me,” Abby moaned. “Fill my pussy with your cum, like you did with Taylor.”I looked Abby in the eyes, and I could tell she was getting off on the fact that I had just fucked her friend, and now I was fucking her.“You liked watching us fucking out on the beach, didn’t you?” I said, not taking my eyes off of her.“It got me so fucking wet,” she gasped. “Fuck me like you fucked her. Fuck me hard. Act… act like I’m her.”I slammed my cock home a few more times, and then, when I couldn’t hold back any longer, I came. I held my cock in, as deep as it would go, relishing in the tightness, and the way my cum exploded out of my cock and was absorbed by her body. Her legs wrapped around me, and her thighs shook just like Taylor’s had. Just when I thought everything was done, Abby gasped, and then she yelped, “I’m cumming!”I thought she already had, but I guess I was wrong. I stayed buried inside of her pussy as her orgasm ripped through her. Her vagina squeezed and gripped me time and time again, milking the last drops of semen out of my cock and into her pussy. When she was done, we laid there for a long time, my cock deep inside her pussy, filling her up to the limit, my cum rimming our junction where my balls pressed against her soft shaved mound.At last, I looked down, and saw Abby looking back up at me, a strange look in her eyes.“What is it?” I asked.“That’s three,” she said softly. “If you want to, we can go now.”I gently held up a hand to her mousy brown hair and brushed some of it out of her face. “I think I might have quoted you a bit much. How about fifty a pop?”Abby’s face lit up. “You serious?”“Not really,” I said softly. “I don’t charge for that sort of thing. I’ll stay as long as you want me to.”“I think… I think I might just love you.”I just smiled.“Maybe you can help me out then,” Abby said slyly.“With what?”“Well…” Abby wiggled her ass underneath me, and I could feel some of the wetness squishing out of her pussy. “This really is Taylor’s butt plug. It’s not mine. I bought it for her.”“Oh. Sorry. I thought you were k**ding me.”“No,” Abby said with a smile. “But I might get her something else. It feels kind of weird giving it to her now.”“Yeah. Maybe not the best idea,” I said with a smile of my own.“Well. I’ve kinda grown attached to it. It kind of feels good in there. You wanna show me how?”“How to do do what?” I asked.“Really?” Abby said with a smirk.“Oh, how to do anal. Sorry. Sometimes I just miss the obvious,” I said.“Uh huh,” Abby said softly.“You serious?”“Uh huh,” Abby giggled.“I’m kind of good at it,” I said. “Not tooting my own horn. All my exes say it’s the one good thing about me.”“That’s mean,” Abby said. “I can think of at least five things already.”“When I get done with you, you’re going to wish I lived next door.”Abby laughed and hurried to get on all fours, backing up towards me, showing off her ass with the sparkling gem sticking out of it.“I hope you don’t mind,” I said, “But after I get done with you, you’re going to be my hot little ass whore.”“Sounds hot!” Abby said eagerly. “It is. If I give you my phone number afterword, are you going to call me?” I asked.“Shit yeah,” Abby said. “Why wouldn’t I?”“Well, I gave my number to Taylor, but I don’t think she’s gonna call me.”“Her loss,” Abby said with a smile.“You wanna come visit me in Canada sometime?” I asked.“What part?”“Alberta…”“That’s where I’m from!” Abby said with a gasp.“Really? I thought you were from Brazil?”“No… I thought you were from Brazil!” Abby turned her head around and looked at me with a weird look over her shoulder. “Taylor?” She asked.“Yeah,” I replied.“Shut up and make me your ass whore,” Abby gushed.And that was her end.More to cum at a later date.