Chapter 7
I almost fell in love with Marilyn. The beautiful brunette and I had many more sessions, some of them also spiced up by Sally. One evening, my partner and I even made it on my office desk.
But she and I were still in our twenties, and we wanted to keep playing the field. So, while remaining friends, we drifted off to other experiences.
One of the great things about my advertising job was the opportunity to travel. I never had to pay for a vacation, because of all the exotic places I visited on business. But when the work was done, there was a better kind of "business" to attend to.. .
I was in the Bahamas, when I saw her in a bar. She was about five-three, mid-twenties, and had shoulder-length blonde hair and a cute face. Her blue eyes were lively, her nose was tip-tilted, and her mouth was small and heart-shaped. But her body, especially, did my heart good.
In a tight white dress that rode high on her juicy thighs and low on her large round breasts, she was an outright symphony of curves. From behind, her compact body was a perfect hourglass. From the side, the swell of her tits and ass were like an erotic fantasy. And from the front, when I went over and said hello, just the sight of her gave me an instant hard-on.
Her name was Heather, and she knew very well what she had. She teased and she flaunted, obviously feeling sexy from the inside out, knowing how to come across as temptingly as she could. I could barely keep my eyes off her swelling cleavage, which threatened to burst out of her dress, nipples and all. I sneaked glances at her hemline, which was almost up to her snatch; I didn't think she was wearing underwear. But she didn't mind me looking.
She had recognized me as a promiscuous guy, as well. So, after one more drink, we went right on up to her room to fuck.
I stripped down, and Heather wiggled out of her tight white dress. Naked, she was just as good as I'd imagined, a real sex-bomb of smooth, firm flesh. I grabbed her shoulders and French-kissed her small, hot mouth. I cupped her hand-filling breasts, nicked her hard little nipples, and groped her tight, round ass. She lay back on the bed, and I got over her. When I slid my hard cock between her curvy legs, her blonde-furred pussy was slick and tight. She wriggled under me, meeting my thrusts. Her hot, compact body simply exuded sex!
"Ooo!" she squealed in my ear. "Fuck me! I love the feel of your big hard dick. Fuck me good!"
"Yeah, baby," I panted, plunging rhythmically into her. "I'll fuck you. Oh, yeah!"
I got wilder and wilder, and so did Heather. Her tight pussy worked wonders on my rod, thrilling its slippery length. In turn, my cock must have been doing her love hole proud, because she squirmed with joy. Quickly, we built to a climax.
"Ooo, I'm cumming!" she shrieked, bumping her mound up at me. Her round tits shook, and her blonde head thrashed around. "Ooo. Ooo!"
That did it for me, too. I felt a huge orgasm start at the base of my dick, then flow out to its tip and halfway up my spine. "Oh, baby!" I shouted, as I pumped my urgent cum. "Yeah!"
We lay side by side, catching our breath after that first, fast fuck. Heather was about the best I'd ever had, I decided. There were three things that made a woman sexy: how she looked, how she acted, and the feeling she inspired. This hot blonde had all three!
"I hope I didn't put you off," my new friend laughed, lolling nakedly around. "I'm a nympho and an exhibitionist, I'll admit it. I'm free and I'm shameless. I love to show off my body to men. Then, when their dicks are nice and hard, I just love to fuck!"
"Far from it," I replied, stroking her firm tits and her juicy pussy. I remembered the older exhibitionist I'd once known. "You didn't put me off, you got me off! I guess it's nature's way for women to attract like that, which really puts men in their power. And it's every man's dream to have a woman use what she has to the fullest!"
Still, I wasn't prepared for the next afternoon, when I'd agreed to meet Heather at the beach.
She was wearing the tiniest bikini I'd ever seen! On top, only two small patches of thin white cloth covered her round, jiggling tits. Their smooth flesh swelled out not just above, but below. And, while her hard red nipples weren't bare, I could see them clearly through the fabric.
The sight was even better below. Held only by a thin string over her curvy hips and between her springy buns, an equally tiny patch of cloth "covered" her pussy. I could see its lips, and wisps of soft yellow fur peeked out all around.
Then there was the way Heather moved. As we walked along on the sand, guys were stopped dead in their tracks by her sexy wiggle. Although she wore a wholesome smile, every inch of her compact body shouted "Sex!" I was the envy of every staring male, and I thought I might have to fight for her. It was all I could do, too, to keep my dick under control.
"There ought to be a law against you," I told her, grinning, my arm around her trim waist. My hand wandered down to a swiveling hip, then up to a swinging breast.
"I told you I was an exhibitionist," Heather laughed in reply. "But if you'll take me back to my room, I'll show you what else I can do!"
We practically ran back. Once there, I pulled the strings of her bikini, and she was naked again. I slipped off my swimsuit, freeing my big, throbbing dong. This time, she had me lie on the bed, with my maypole pointing straight up. Then, with a giggle of anticipation, she straddled me.
Using her fingers, she opened her creaming pussy. Ever so slowly, she lowered it onto me. It was an incredible thrill to look down and watch myself go in inch by inch, until she had me to the hilt. It was even better when she started moving, riding me to her heart's content.
Once again her tight, hot sleeve worked on my slippery shaft. She leaned forward and put her hands on my chest, giving me a beautiful view of her full, hanging breasts. Then she straightened up, and, with a provocative pout, cupped her boobs in her hands. She lifted them to her mouth and licked her hard red nipples.
"Wheel" Heather squealed, swinging her blonde hair, working her amazing pussy on my turned on prick. "When I do it cowgirl style, I like to pretend I'm dancing. Dancing in front of a big crowd, with a dick inside me!"
"Keep talking like that," I told her, "and you won't be dancing on a hard dick for long. I'll cum!"
And sure enough, I did, and so did she. Her tummy tensed, her thighs went tight, and her pussy spasmed juicily. My orgasm, though quickly reached, was unbelievably strong. But just when I started to spurt my steaming load, she raised up off me.
"Ooo, I want to see!" she shrieked with delight. "Show me a fountain!"
Then she held my pumping dick in her hand while I sprayed jets of white stuff into the air. Count on her to make exhibitionists out of her men, too!
I lay back, totally satisfied. I must have slept through the afternoon, because the next thing I was aware of was Heather prancing around the room. I'd asked her out for dinner, and she was getting ready. But she was doing that in her own special way.
"Wherever there's a nympho exhibitionist, there's a voyeur," she purred. "So I'm going to give you your own private fashion show!"
At that, she walked to her closet, and began to model dresses for me. But she only held them up in front of her sleek, curvy body. Her round breasts peeped out to the sides, and I caught glimpses of her cute blonde pussy. When she turned, I saw her silky back and her bouncy ass. My cock sprang up once more!
But she had one costume that really drove me wild. It consisted of two small gold cones that fitted onto her nipples, and a little gold triangle that stuck onto her snatch.
"Even I'm not bold enough to wear these in public," Heather laughed.
She finally settled on a thin yellow dress that showed nearly everything, as usual. We stopped by my room for my clothes, then went to dinner. When we got back, needless to say, we got it on again.
The hot blonde knelt at my feet and freed my straining cock. Opening her heart-shaped mouth, she took in its swollen red head. She worked on that for a while, as tingles of pleasure ran through me. I stroked her blonde hair, and her blue eyes gazed wantonly up at me.
"Ah!" I sighed. "You're a tease. But I know those lips of yours are made for sucking."
"I can take a hint," she purred. Then she took as much of my throbbing shaft in her mouth as she could.
Heather gave me great head while I stood there going rigid with ecstasy. She raked my dick lightly with her teeth. She used her practiced tongue on my underside. She formed her lips around me, creating a wonderful suction.
"Ah!" I sighed again. "Girl, you're the best!"
Now I just had to get my mouth on her tasty-looking pussy. So we stripped down, and went head to foot on our sides on the bed. She kept sucking my cock while I burrowed between her juicy thighs. I nuzzled her blonde pubic fur, which was humid and sweet-smelling. Then I separated her tender labia with my tongue.
"Eee!" Heather squealed around my dick, when I started licking her clit. Her naked body shuddered, and she clamped her thighs on my head. I licked all around her pretty folds, then made my tongue hard and plunged it inside her. I was met by a flood of delicious juice, which I lapped up thirstily. Giving head as well as getting it had always made me hotter, and tonight was no exception. My dick felt huge and wonderful in her hot mouth.
Then she came, practically squirting pussy stuff onto my face. I had my arms around her ass, and I felt her whole body go through paroxysms of joy. Her thighs hugged my head even tighter. Her mouth moved even faster on my happy dick. Who could ever say there was anything wrong with sex?
Now I shot off too, right into her mouth. There was no time to ask her, but I decided that someone as upfront as she wouldn't mind. I came volumes, pumping hot jism until I thought I'd never stop. My pulsating cock felt like it was in heaven. My whole straining body was deeply fulfilled.
"Oh!" Heather and I both shouted, when our mouths were free to speak. "Oh, that was great. Oh!"
And I'd shot so deeply that there wasn't even a trace of my cum on her pretty mouth.
From that night on, for the rest of my stay in the Bahamas, it was marathon fucking for Heather and me. We did everything imaginable, for at least two long sessions a day. There was the night we made it on the beach, matching our erotic action to the rhythm of the waves. And the time she did a torrid, naked dance for me while I sat on a sofa. She bounded toward me, shapely legs spread, and landed in my lap with her creaming slit going right onto my upstanding rod! With her arms around my neck and my hands supporting her firm ass, I stood up and carried her around the room, humping all the way. Then I shot up into her, while she squealed with glee.
"I'm always sexy, not just in bed," Heather told me once as she walked around, exhibiting her hot female body. "And I'm upbeat, too. Sex is the greatest gift, so why not enjoy it?"
"I won't argue with that," I laughed. "With your looks and that attitude, you blow men's minds."
"And their dicks!" she couldn't resist adding.
Our absolute best time, though, was our last night together. Heather wanted to cook dinner at the kitchenette in her room. She did so, of course, wearing only a tiny apron, with her cute butt sticking out and her round breasts jiggling busily above the counter. My mouth was watering, and not just for the food!
Then she changed into the short, tight white dress she was wearing when I met her in the bar. As we ate by candlelight, I took in her wonderful body once more. After dinner, she went out on the balcony and leaned over the rail, letting the sea breeze ruffle her blonde hair. Her breasts swelled, almost popping out of her low neckline. Her sexy hips wiggled, and the backs of her silky thighs were tight and exciting.
That was when I did what I'd surely wanted to do the first time I saw her. I'd wanted to fuck her right then and there, in front of all those people, without even going to a room. But now, with her in the same brief dress, I did it. She'd turned me into a healthy exhibitionist, too!
Coming up behind her, I lifted her skirt. She never wore any panties, so her curvy ass was bare, and her slit was visible between her thighs. Freeing my hard dick and opening her with my fingers, I plunged back into the tight sleeve I'd come to know so well. She shivered with delight when she felt me in her. Rotating her juicy pussy on my probing rod, she arched her back and purred. There was the provocative sound of flesh contacting naked flesh as our hot loins met. As she wriggled in ecstasy, her round breasts did pop out of her dress, their red nipples hard. I reached around and cupped them in my hands. It was the wildest standing fuck I'd ever had!
"Ah!" Heather cried, there in the open night air. She kept gazing out to sea while I pumped her pussy from behind. "Ah. Ah!"
And, all the time, there were people walking on the beach below. I wondered if they could see what we were doing, but I didn't care if they could. Maybe they noticed the passionate look on her face as she got it on the other end. As she herself had said, every exhibitionist needs voyeurs. But now I was happily in on the act as well!
Then she came, and it was like a bomb going off around my rod. Again her pussy juice flowed, and again every inch of her sex-charged body quivered madly.
And when I came, it was with the most powerful orgasm of our affair. I'd saved the best for last! A bolt of lightning seemed to hit at the base of my cock, then surge out along its twitching length. As I shot jets of hot, white cum into that standing blonde, I thought the force might drive her off the balcony! I even grabbed her hips to hold her to me. But at last, weak-kneed and happy, we staggered back into the room.
The next morning, we said good-bye, knowing we wouldn't soon forget a trip like that!