Mom! Dad! You won’t believe what happened today. A couple and their daughter are staying in room 136 and the guy phoned in an order for t-shirts for his wife and daughter and asked if the t-shirts could be delivered today while they were shopping in St. Maarten.

So I went over, and thinking the place would be empty, I opened the door with the master key card. I heard this noise, this kind of moaning whimpering noise coming from the back bedroom. At first I thought it was a kitten. I crept to the door, which was partly open, and there on the bed was Anneliese, though I didn’t know her name then. She was touching herself. Her finger went back and forth across her sex lips, and they were open, and I could see she was wet. I watched entranced. I wanted to see how she did it, how she made herself come. Her finger went back and forth and there was a little pool of her juice in the opening. She dipped her finger into the pool and brought it to her breast, to her nipple. Her finger went round and round the nipple. She kept making these whimpers. I could tell she was really close to coming.

Round and round the nipple her finger went, but she couldn’t quite get there. She dipped her finger back into her juice and did the other nipple. Round and round. Whimpering and whimpering. So close. Oh how I wanted her to succeed. But she couldn’t do it. She couldn’t come. I had to help.

I slipped into the room and scuffed off my sandals and eased onto the bed. She bolted half up. “It’s okay,” I said, in what I hoped was a calming voice. “It’s okay. It’s fine. It’s okay.” And I kind of pushed her back down. “It’s okay, it’s okay,” I repeated, and her skin was so warm. I was half lying on her, my legs around one of hers and my hand on her tummy, making small circles. “It’s okay, it’s okay,” I went, circling and circling and moving my hand lower. She had pussy hair, dark and curly, though not too much of it. My hand brushed across the top of her pussy hair. “It’s okay, it’s okay.” She was whimpering again. My hand hovered above her sex. “It’s okay, it’s okay.” I moved my head closer to her breast. Her nipples were wet with her sex juice. I couldn’t resist. I tasted her. Just a sort of a quiet sucking kiss. At the same moment I let my middle finger glide into her sex. I found out later she’s a virgin, but my finger went in easily. She was so wet. So hot. So smooth and nice. And almost immediately she started coming. Oh Gosh, what a lovely feeling, her cunt clamping my finger. Clamping and clamping as she came. She gasped and I released her nipple so I could see her face while she was coming.

So beautiful, Mom. It made me think of your face when you’re coming. I kept my finger in her throughout her orgasm. I wondered if it was her first one. Even after the first strong contractions faded, there were these strong aftershocks. Her whole body bucked with each jolt. At last she calmed. I took my finger out. I brought it to her lips. I smoothed the juice over her bottom lip. “So nice,” I said. I smoothed it back and forth and then eased it between her lips into her mouth. “So nice,” I said. My finger touched her tongue. “So nice, so nice, so nice,” I said as she sucked my finger. I took my finger out. Her face was all flushed from coming. We smiled at each other. “Hi,” I said. “I’m Liz.”

So we’ve been spending the afternoon together, mostly just talking. I’ve been telling her all about the place and everything, even—well, okay, Dad, I mentioned that you were the one who showed me about making love, and now she’s really eager to meet you, and I kind of hope you’ll be the one to show her, just like you showed me.

Story and illustrations by Mat
based on characters and situations by Nunpata
https://storiesonline.net/s/29165/life-in-paradise