We've been in Hawaii for two days. Just enough time to remember each others bodies and how well they work together. It's lotsa sun during the days and Mai Tais at night, and every kind and color of volcano-named drink we can try - including a real killer served in a big volcanic rock that takes two straws from a Polynesian restaurant that sports bamboo walls and waitrons in shorts and brightly colored shirts. We sat in a high backed, two seater wicker chair. The food is good, exotic, but not spectacular. We didn't care. There's an enormous terrarium with bizarre plants and wildlife that has a fake thunderstorm every fifteen minutes. We are sure they give smile pills to the people that work there. Aloud, I wondered where we could get some for us, but we decide that if we got any smilier, they'd probably lock us up as escaped mental patients. That was last night. We passed out before we could make love, almost desperately entwined around each other each other.
When I wake up this morning, I spend a few minutes gazing at how beautiful you are when you sleep. Your face is totally relaxed and your breathing deep and slow. I can't believe that we're finally seeing each other again. You turn to the side looking away from me and the sheet drops down your back. I see your amazing long back in detail ... the fine bone structure covered with the skin I love to touch.
I pull closer to you, molding my body to yours. A perfect fit. I kiss you on the neck lightly, then pull you very close and luxuriate in the feeling of oneness that comes from such relaxed times. My arms are around you, cupping your breast. Then, remembering a thing you love so much, I feel a stirring down below. I want you now. I get very hard thinking about being inside you again. Then I reach behind me and get some lube from the nightstand and spread it over my cock. You love it when I surprise you like this. I - very gently - nudge you onto your back and then move on top of you. I place my cock on your vagina and slide it up and down a couple of times to make sure you're wet enough, then slowly, firmly press my cock into your pussy. Your back arches in appreciation, but you're still very sleepy. My movements are slow, deliberate, deep. Your body starts to respond as it always does and you begin to wake ... breathing quickly and thrusting against me. I don't know what you were dreaming about, but it sure must have been interesting.
Your arms reach up and out and grab onto the nearest piece of anything that feels grab-able, your left hand has the headboard and is pushing against it ... your right hand has a handful of sheet and you're pulling against it as your breathing gets deeper, faster and harder. I'm sucking on your nipples, occasionally biting them each gentle bite drawing an appreciative gasp. We both feel ready to come. Your beautiful little moans as you're about to come are one of the biggest turn-ons I've ever experienced. Your breathing is ragged and you hold your breath, then moan as you remember to breathe again. Then, I feel your pussy squeeze me VERY tightly and rhythmically as you moan longer and more low pitched and I feel my explosion building from somewhere beneath my toes. Then it happens ... again ... that moment of perfect vulnerability. I lose total control and splash my come inside you over and over again. I can't believe there was that much come inside me. As I hold you closely, we look into each otherís eyes. Smile. Kiss. (Ah, that gorgeous lower lip of yours.) We hold each other very tightly until we close our eyes and fall asleep again, my (shrinking) cock still nestled inside you.
After a short nap, I sneak out of bed and make a pot of coffee ... Kona coffee, of course. When I get back to the bedroom - our coffee in hand - you are sitting up and smiling at me with that early morning muzziness that always surrounds your first hour or so. We're scheduled to be at the heliport by 10:00, so we have time to drink our coffee and nibble on the fruit and rolls that I had delivered as our breakfast. For a person who never eats breakfast, you seem awfully hungry. Me, too. I guess all our appetites are piqued. We decide to dress lightly today ... we're to be delivered to a secluded beach with a picnic lunch and then picked up late in the afternoon. We take towels, suntan lotion, and snorkel gear ... everything else will be provided.
The copter takes off from the island and we fly over the ocean, looking at all the other islands ... clear air ... water that seems totally transparent ... God it's beautiful. We can see forever. The pilot takes us on a scenic drive-by of the island that's to be ours today ... there's dense forest and long stretches of beautiful beach. No people, no houses, no phones. We will be totally alone for the day. We land on the beach against calm ocean waters and a stream that flows out from the interior. The attendant gets out and sets up a small cabana and a folding table with two chairs. He then brings out a huge picnic basket full of goodies and sets up for our lunch ... total decadence. We ask him about bathrooms he tells us to stay off the trails a little way and points out some paper in the lunch basket. He also advises us that at the head of the stream is a waterfall that is worth the walk to see. Everything in place, the attendant takes his leave and jumps back into the copter. They take off and fly away. Leaving us completely alone. This is the most beautiful and romantic place I've ever seen. We can't stop smiling. My face hurts from smiling, which - of course - only makes me smile more.
Something takes over between us we look at each other and start laughing. No one deserves to be this happy. No words pass between us just laughter like little kids that suddenly get tickled about something.
It's a race to see who can get undressed faster. You win. Your new "muumuu" comes off in a heartbeat and there's no underwear to deal with, so you're totally naked before I have a chance to get my zipper down. You decide to help me my shirt buttons seem to take forever in our haste.
Finally undressed, we kiss. Long and lingering. Your pouty lower lip getting most of my attention. Then, "race ya to the water!" We run. Naked as the day we were born. It actually feels like a rebirth of sorts. A new world. A new life.
You, of course get to the water first because you cheated and began to run as you said the word, "Race you to the water." Somehow watching you prance toward the water and occasionally look back at me ... you are so beautiful to watch ... made me forget you cheated - or maybe I just didn't care so much. I made sure I was far enough behind to watch your every move toward the water ... then we started splashing through the shallows until we were waist deep in the clearest most beautiful water anywhere. I start splashing you because you cheated and you, of course, splash back. It becomes a no holds barred ... no quarter given or expected, winner take all splash fight. I - sensing no victory in the offing - choose to drop down under the water and swim right up next to you and then come up out of the water into your waiting arms. You wrap yourself around me and we kiss. For now. For this minute. We have found Paradise.
"Hungry?" I say.
"Lunch is waiting"
As you rub your pussy against my cock, you say, "Let it wait."
Lunch is temporarily removed from the docket. Your cunt is now pressed against my cock and as I get harder, I gradually slip inside you. We hold ourselves very close together to let this amazing thing happen to us. My cock gets harder and harder, and as it does, it slips inside you inch by (precious) inch until it is totally hard and nestled inside you. We have made no overt movements ... just holding and kissing, and my cock is now buried deep inside you. We stay immobile for quite a while letting the waves move us up and down gently. Then you begin to rock back and forth ... slowly ... almost timed to the waves ... we are in harmony with everything around us. I tell you to squeeze your nipples, then hold you closely and rock back and forth so your clit gets maximum stimulation. You start to come almost immediately. Shaking, barely able to hold on, you squeeze my cock and moan that wonderful moan of yours and the whole world seems to stop. Then we hug until all the spasms stop. Effortlessly floating in our private sea.
I lift you easily in the water and hold you floating in front of me. Your hair swirls around your head making you look like a mermaid in some Disney cartoon. My lips start to roam down your neck. You revel in the pleasure of the moment knowing what's coming next. You are floating in my arms my lips find yours I kiss and taste my way across your body as you float calmly serenely I spend extra time at your breasts wonderful lingering sucking and pulling on your nipples. Your little gasps tell me you don't hate it too much. Then I move slowly down to your pubic bone, kissing and licking and loving my way toward the place we now both want me to go. I'm teasing you ... you're laughing I'm getting salt water up my nose not that I care. I bring you to a small peak no orgasm just the beginnings of sweetness. I look up at you, you slide your body down from my arms and we kiss together we taste salt water, musk, spices. Time to eat.
We walk slowly toward the beach and arrive at the cabana wanting to taste everything in sight. Lunch is fabulous. Paté, cheeses, fruit, a delicious, light white wine, nothing is left out. The breads are exotic and tasty. We lie on the blanket on the sand and feed each other, each juicy bite more erotic than the last. Finally, I know what that scene in "Tom Jones" was about.
"You didn't come," you say.
I laugh "Yeh, but I'm a guy three or four times a day is plenty!"
"Not in Hawaii, it isn't!"
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