A small spray of flawless white sand scattered across the bottom steps as the young woman sprinted up the wooden stairs. Only a few seconds behind, her pursuer, a much larger man quickly closed the distance between them. It had been a long run across the wide beach separating the small bungalow from the crystal blue waters of the Caribbean and it showed in both runners. It was with a shout of triumph that the brunette slapped her hand against the large number 14 on the side of the doorway and shouted.
"I win!" Alyssia called out as she spun around to greet her fiancé.
Stephen cleared the stairs in a single bound as he reached out with his large powerful arms and embraced his lover. At 5'6" and 125 lb., the bikini clad woman was almost lost in the arms of her 6'2" 230 lb. partner. But it was a sensation she was more than used to and dearly loved.
"I guess you did, but only because I'm worn out from that volleyball game." Stephen grinned as he leaned from behind and kissed her.
Their kiss was as warm and tender as their very first. Each time they held each other close it was like they were rediscovering their love all over again.
"So where's my prize." Alyssia asked playfully as they ended the kiss.
"Later." Stephen replied as he stroked her soft brown hair.
"Well maybe I want it now." Alyssia laughed as she pressed her bikini covered ass up against his cloth covered manhood.
The pressure against his cock brought it quickly to a semi-erect state. Full erection came a few moments later as Alyssia reached down and slid her hand between the waistband of his swimming trunks.
"We could do it right here." she suggested as she playfully stroked his member to it's full 7 1/2 inch length. She wrapped her fingers around his thickness and pressed it harder against her ass. "Who knows who might see us."
Alyssia had a strong exhibitionist streak in her. Stephen had long track of all the times they'd made love out in the open. The chance of being discovered was a tremendous turn on for her. Normally he would've been happy to give in to her desires, but today he had other plans.
"You really got turned on by that couple last night, didn't you?" Stephen whispered into her ear as he slid his large hand under her bikini top and cupped her breast.
"Oh yes." Alyssia responded in a whisper as she closed her eyes for a moment and enjoyed his caress.
The couple in question were the inhabitants of the cottage a few hundred yards down the beach. Stephen and Alyssia had gone for a late nigh walk in the moonlight and had come across the couple making love on the beach. Silently they had backed up just enough to watch without being seen.
For about twenty minutes they watched moonlight reflect off their sweaty bodies as the much older man relentlessly fucked his younger companion. Alyssia was so engrossed in the spectacle a few dozen yards away that she didn't feel it at first when Stephen slipped her short skirt up over her ass. It was only the cool evening breeze against her tightly trimmed pussy that gave her a moments warming before she felt the head of her fiancé's cock pressing against her.
Alyssia had to bite down to keep from crying out as Stephen began to slide in and out of her. It was only a few minutes before he climaxed inside of her, but coupled with the action in front of her, it was enough to give her a small orgasm as well.
Later when they'd gotten back to their own cabin, they'd had a much longer encore - with a much more fulfilling finish.
"Oh that was exciting." she purred as she pressed her face against his broad chest and kissed it.
"Why don't we go inside and get cleaned up." Stephen suggested. "Wash all this sand off of us."
The sudden change of subject brought a little pout to Alyssia's face. She wanted to play, not wash. Then a smile returned when she remembered how much fun it was to do both.
No sooner had they stepped inside when Alyssia quickly stripped out of her bathing suit. She loved making a little show of it every time she undressed in front of her love. She bent over and wiggled her ass as she pulled down her bikini bottom. Then she reached back and undid the clasp of her top, letting the thin material drop to the floor. She ran her fingers across her 34 inch breasts, tweaking her nipples.
"Like anything you see, big boy?" she asked in her most seductive voice.
"Hmm, everything on the menu looks very good." Stephen relied as he stepped out of his own swimming suit and stepped up to her.
"Well I can certainly see that the sausage looks very appetizing this afternoon." she laughed back as she pressed her womanhood against his hard cock.
"You have such a sausage fetish, I sometimes wonder how you stay a vegetarian." Stephen said as he hugged her.
"Well I guess it's cause I only taste it but don't swallow." she replied.
Stephen gave her a disbelieving look.
"All right, I do swallow." she laughed.
The gentle splash of running water soothed the lovers as they washed each other in the tiny shower. It was a tight fit but neither was complaining. Alyssia was drawing circles across the soapy matted hair on Stephen's chest. He in turn ran a soapy hand up and down her back, from her slender neck to the crack of her ass.
"So now do I get my prize?" Alyssia asked as she slid her hand down across his stomach to his crotch.
"Very soon." Stephen said as his hand slid between her legs and traced the out line of her pussy.
"Hmmmm" Alyssia responded.
Just as the two of them were beginning to really get into it, a loud knock came from the door. Stephen immediately stopped what he was doing and started to step out of the shower.
"Where do you think you're going?" Alyssia asked in a mixture of anger and disappointment.
"To answer the door." Stephen said innocently.
"You're kidding." Alyssia said.
"Trust me." he smiled as he wrapped a large towel around his large frame. "Dry yourself off and come on out. You said you were anxious for your prize." He added before disappearing out the cloth curtain that served as the bathroom door.
"This had better be something a lot better than room service." Alyssia said quietly to herself as she quickly dried herself off.
A large bath towel wrapped around her, Alyssia stepped out into the small combination living room/bedroom. The first thing she noticed was a large collapsible table had been set up in the center of the room. She had been in enough health clubs to recognize it as a massage table.
Standing behind the table was a tall auburn haired woman laying out a sheet across the table. She was dressed in a starched white outfit, the kind that nurses and health professions wore the world over. Although her blouse was opened far wider than any nurse Alyssia had ever met. Then again, this was the tropics. Her smooth skin was naturally tan, made even more so by the constant sun in this part of the world. She had a lean athletic build, coupled with long equally lean legs that seemed perfect for the white stockings they were wrapped in. Her name, Alyssia would later learn was Michelle and she was from Belize.
"What's this?" Alyssia asked.
"Your prize." Stephen said with a grin.
"My prize?" she repeated, somewhat confused.
"Well you're always saying how much you love it when I give you a massage." Stephen explained. "So I thought you'd really love it if you got one from a professional."
Alyssia forced a smile. Of course she'd have professional massages before, he had to have know that. Didn't Stephen realize that what she loved about his massages was that they inevitably ended with a hot lovemaking session. Oh well, she guessed she could wait until after the massage.
"Would Madam like to put on something or are you comfortable in the nude?" The masseuse asked in a crisp British accent.
Alyssia glanced down at her towel wrapped body. She never had any problem with nudity so it seems a silly question. Pulling the seam of her improvised sarong, she caused it to fall apart and let it drop to the floor.
Alyssia didn't notice the slight smile of approval that appeared on Michelle's face as she watched the bounce of the smaller woman's breasts as she stepped over to the collapsible table and climbed face down on it. She adjusted the small pillow beneath her head and closed her eyes. Alyssia took a deep breath and let her body go limp. If Stephen went to all this trouble she might as well enjoy.
Stephen, on the other hand, had settled into one of the overstuffed arm chairs on the other side of the room and was leafing through one of the resort's complimentary newspapers. If Alyssia had looked carefully enough, she would have seen his eyes lift every few seconds to watch her on the table.
"Mmmm, that does feel nice." Alyssia thought to herself as she felt the first touch of Michelle's soft hands as they ran up and down the small of her back. Her touch was so different from Stephen's, but just as nice.
"Would Madam prefer powder or oil? Michelle asked as she gently rubbed Alyssia's shoulders.
"Oh oil, definitely." Alyssia replied, her eyes still tightly closed.
Michelle stepped back from the table and reached to a small electric heater she had brought with her. Carefully she removed a small cup of warm baby oil from it and gently spread it across the prone woman's body.
The sudden warmth against her skin sent a surge of excitement through Alyssia's body. Warm oil against her skin was one of her favorite sensations in the whole world. She opened one eye to look at Stephen, only to find that he still seemed to be engrossed in his paper.
.... There is more of this story ...