Chapter 1
Her white string bikini caught men's eyes as she and her husband raced for the pool. Neither had been to Mexico before.
Mona's luscious curves were not yet tanned, a dead giveaway that they had just arrived. Others lounging in the open air were bronzed from many days of the bright sun. They squinted in the harsh sunlight as Mona and Nick spied two empty lounge chairs beside the blue, glimmering pool.
Nick tried to hide his interest in the beautiful, shapely bodies around him. The brunette sunning herself beside him made his cock jump slightly. Mona was the jealous type, so he didn't dare look straight at any of the trim figures around him. In stead he almost got a headache glancing out from the corners of his eyes.
Mona's white bikini was new for this special occasion. She snuck it along as a surprise for her husband. When she sprang out of the hotel bathroom wearing the skimpy thing, Nick nearly fainted on the spot. He got an immediate erection and wanted to screw her right then and there.
"Cool it," Mona teased. "We've got all week for that, darling. Save it for when you're really horny."
Leaving the children at home and taking a vacation in an exotic seaside hotel was a dream come true. It was timely too, for their marriage needed a boost. Their sex lives were growing stale-too many distractions like work, children, church. They had scrimped and saved several years for their trip to Mexico's Pacific coast-Ixtapa, just north of the tiny fishing village of Zihuatanejo.
Now they were finally on vacation-no worries, no kids; just lots of sun and lots of sex. They hoped! As soon as they got settled in their hotel room they jumped into their swimsuits and headed for the pool.
Average in most ways, they had two children, a boy and a girl-a home they were buying-two sets of proud grandparents to spoil the children-they were members of a church and various other worthy civic organizations. It was a good marriage. They were in love.
But the brunette disturbed Nick. She was tanned and tantalizing. He couldn't help but notice her.
"This is such a fantastic place, sweetheart," Mona said, lying on her back, head up, glancing around at the beauty of the tropical foliage. She, too, noticed the bronzed bodies around her. The guys wore tight swim trunks that bulged in appropriate places. She tried not to look, but couldn't help it. This embarrassed her-even shamed her.
If Nick ever caught me looking at some guy's crotch he'd murder me, she thought.
"What time is it?" the brunette asked Nick.
It so shocked him-her talking to him-that he stammered out the time. "H-h-half past three."
"Did you just get here?"
"Yeah. A couple of hours ago," Nick said.
"Where're you from?" she asked. "We're from Denver," he answered, sure to include Mona beside him. "How 'bout you?"
Mona asked for some suntan lotion to get Nick away from conversing with the lush body beside him. "Sweetheart, put some on my legs. I don't want the backs of them to burn," she said, turning over onto her taut stomach so she could prop herself up on her elbows to better see what was happening.
The gal next to him waved at someone across the pool. "Hi, hon!" Then she waved for someone to come over to her. "Isn't he sweet, the guy over there?"
Mona sat up, trying to look unconcerned about her husband talking to the lovely brunette next to him. He was paying too much attention to her and it riled Mona.
"My husband's the husky one in the water ... right by the bar over there. When he gets back we'll introduce ourselves. We're from near L.A.-Compton. Ever hear of it?"
Her husband was the same guy Mona had been eyeballing a moment ago. The guy excited her and she had all she could do to hide it. He was dark and bulged in just the right place.
Mixed emotions welled up inside her as she eyed the brunette's husband, and she worried about how she felt. She didn't like Nick's interest in the gal next to him, but she couldn't keep her eyes, and thoughts, off the dark, husky, hunk in the water.
Mona was the kind who dreamed sexy dreams, and she'd look, but that's as far as it ever went. She had been faithful, a loving wife for nearly nine years now, and she never thought it would be any different. As far as she could tell, Nick was faithful, too. Oh, he talked big when he got too much Vodka in him, but he was just that-talk.
Often, Nick had to rescue Mona from the lusting eyes of strange men. She was damned good-looking and turned heads easily. She had long flowing hair that wrapped gently around her slim shoulders. Her face was dainty and friendly. Her body was slim and tight-evenly proportioned. She didn't have big tits, but they were nice-a healthy set anyway. Her legs and ass were perhaps her finest features as far as Nick was concerned.
Her long slim legs were perfectly shaped and her rear end wiggled seductively as she walked, making it a joy to fall behind her.
As a lover she was without compare. Deliriously uninhibited, she'd do it all. Through the years she had blossomed into a real tiger in bed. She was more than most men could handle. Fantastic staying power. An initiator, she'd get turned-on and not turn off until she'd worn out Nick and exhausted her vibrator.
The brunette's husband popped out of the pool and stood there, drying himself off and shaking his hair out of his eyes. "The water's great, you ought to swim."
"We've been here a week now," the brunette offered. "And, dammit, we gotta go home the day after tomorrow. It's so sad...."
Her husband eyed Mona as the four exchanged names. The brunette was named Cindy and her husband was Al. Like passing strangers, there were no last names. Passing ships do that.
"Be careful of the sun," Al warned, "it'll fry you. One guy went to the hospital last week 'cause he was so damned burned."
Mona struggled to keep her eyes off Al's bulging crotch, but it was a tough task. He looked so strong to her, and so handsome, too.
As Cindy dried her husband's back, Nick watched her. She was built so well, shorter and a bit plump in spots. But bigger boobs, huge boobs in fact. And she was so bronzed by the Mexican sun that he kept wondering how she looked under her suit. The whiteness of her covered parts would be such a deliciously sexy contrast. It tightened him deep in his belly to just think of it.
Chitchat and a few laughs brought them closer and put them at ease. They swam in the refreshing water after baking themselves in the merciless sun that snapped their energies.
Out of the pool they got back to working on a deep tan. "You need this kind if you want to tan without burning," Cindy said, handing Mona the plastic bottle of suntan lotion she had brought from home.
Cindy rubbed the oily lotion deep into her soft, tantalizing skin and then helped Mona rub the glistening liquid on her back where she couldn't reach. Al was tempted to take over for Cindy, but knew he'd better keep his hands off Mona.
Palm trees bent in the ocean breezes as Cindy emptied her styrofoam cup. "Another, bartender," she grinned, passing the cup to her husband to refill.
"You guys should buy your own bottle and keep it in your room, it's cheaper. They really soak you for drinks at the bar," Al said, pointing to the straw cabana beside the pool where you could buy a cold Tecate or a refreshing pina colada.
New places always demand a crash course. You had to learn the ropes ... where to eat, what to do, what not to do. It was much quicker to learn from someone who had been there for a while. They had all the good places scouted.
That's where Cindy and Al were helpful. They spent some time telling the other couple where to eat and how to save money with the cabs.
"We're going into town tonight. Zihuatanejo's so pretty at night. Why don't you guys come with us? There's a real nice place high on a hill overlooking the bay," Al suggested.
Al was smart, a college graduate. Played football five years ago at UCLA. He met Cindy when she was slimmer, and a cheerleader. A baby boy later, she was a bit heavier than her cheering weight. She could still turn a guy's head, though. She had all the equipment nicely stacked.
Nick glanced at Mona and said, "Why not? We're new here and don't know our asses from holes in the ground anyway. Let's go."
Mona, accustomed to letting Nick make the decisions, went right along. But she wondered how she'd act being in Al's company. She relished the thought of Al, but feared Nick's getting too close to Cindy. She noticed the looks he gave Cindy. His wandering eyes ran up a flag for her, a yellow flag for CAUTION!
"You guys need a drink?" inquired Al.
Their last drink was-en the plane a few hours earlier. "Sure would. I'll give you a hand," Nick offered.
Nick followed along as Al lead the way back to the hotel lobby, heading for the drink paraphernalia in their room. Ambling over the red-brick path leading from the pool, they nearly stumbled over themselves when a shapely chick walked by.
"Man, there's more pussy here. It should be against the law to go around like that. But dammit, I love it, don't you?" Al grinned.
"Ah-huh, I noticed."
"You lay around the pool all day and get a dozen hard-ons. Drives me crazy, dammit," Al said.
"Get any of that stuff since you've been here?"
"You kidding? With Cindy breathing down my neck all the time? No way, man. No way!"
Al pushed the third-floor button on the elevator. Three late-teenaged Mexican girls jabbered away and shyly stopped when they spied Nick and Al giving them the once-over.
Nick's cock started to pulsate and swell conspicuously as he watched their tight asses. If this is the way it's going to be all week, he thought, I'll go crazy, too. , Al fixed the pina coladas, adding a healthy slug of rum to the makings from the yellow can. "You buy the rum and pina-colada mix at the little shopping center across the street. There're three or four little shops that sell the stuff."
Al commented again about the sexy bods running around the pool half-nude. "Them and the salt air, along with the romance of the place keep me on ready all the time."
"I'll bet."
"Yeah. I'm like a goddamned stud around here. I've turned Cindy every way but loose. And she's holding her own, too."
"Man, I won't make it. Mona will get tired of having me maul her all night-ten times a day, too."
"Don't worry. If she's like my wife she can handle it. Something happens to them chicks down here. Cindy hasn't been this turned-on in years. She's done things she's never done before since we got here. I hope it lasts after we get home."
Nick's mind was running full of sexy thoughts. Man, this is something! his mind screamed. A dream come true. He felt like a kid again.
"What do you mean she's done things she's never done before?"
Al grinned sheepishly. "What the hell, you don't expect me to tell you Cindy's secrets, do you? I mean that's private, isn't it?"
Al pointed to the king-sized bed and continued, "What goes on there is really something when Cindy gets super-turned-on."
"We've got an ocean-view room, too," Nick noted, trying to change the subject and cool things down. "Costs more, but it's worth it."
"You're not kidding there. What sunsets. Man, they're really something. Gets Cindy all juiced up. One night we never made it out to dinner 'cause I got so turned-on watching a sunset right from the room. This place'll do that."
At the pool again, the heat of the afternoon and the strong drinks did the job. Restraints were lifted and they giggled and laughed and swam. All four of them were so happy. The beauty of the tropics, the warm salt air, and the pounding of. the surf made their heads swirl in luxurious happiness.
Mona felt so rich and sensuous-so loved and so much a woman. The place reeked of sex and titillation. Mona and Nick rose to such a peak of sensuousness that they nearly burst. Feelings that had been dormant welled up inside them. The everyday life was left behind. The anticipation of sexual romps thrilled them, overcharged their batteries.
On the other hand, Cindy and Al were on the downside of the hill. Their feelings had reached a pinnacle the first day or two they were there and then had ebbed. A natural thing. The pulsating sexuality of the first day there had subsided. Near the end of their stay now, they groped for newer thrills. Each wanted to recapture the feeling, the feeling they knew Mona and Nick now experienced.
Cindy and Al needed something more to excite them. Their senses, dulled by a settling into routine, screamed for food. With only one more day left in Ixtapa, they felt the slow growth of sadness pour over them. This night, one more full day, and another night and they'd be up and on their way home. It would be back to the same old grind again. Ixtapa would be far behind.
That evening as each couple dressed, similar yet different thoughts ran through their minds and dotted their words.
"They're such a sweet couple," Cindy said, smoothing her white dress with yellow trim. "I like 'em, don't you?"
"Yeah, that Mona's a honey."
"Oh yeah, you think so? Well, Nick's not bad, either."
Down three doors, another conversation. "What do you think of them, sweethart?"
Nick couldn't get his mind off Cindy. What a piece of ass she'd make, he thought. "Ah yeah, I like 'em fine. Just fine. Al's a laugh and Cindy's fun, too," he said, guarding his enthusiasm.
The more it was Mona's idea the better.
Back in Cindy and Al's room. "I'll just bet you'd like to get Mona off by herself. She turns you on, doesn't she?"
"Well I'm not blind, dammit. I've got eyes, haven't I? She's built good and is damned beautiful. What more can I say?"
"Yes, but would you like that?"
"What?"
"Getting her off alone? Just the two of you?" He knew damned well what she was leading to, and tried to dodge the query. "Why would I want to do that when I have you, love?"
"Come on now. You know good and well you'd like to get into her pants, and you would if you got the chance."
"Well, maybe I would. But it wouldn't happen, I can tell you that for sure."
"I'll bet! If it did, though, I'd go off with Nick. He's kinda cute. Two can play the game, you know," she said, turning her back and inspecting herself in the mirror. "How would you feel if I did that-went to bed with Nick?"
"Well, I don't know. Never thought of that. If I was drunk enough and off with her, I guess I'd halfway expect you to be doing the same thing with him. It's only fair, I guess." He stunned himself thinking of it. Surprised himself by the words he spoke.
"You know I might like that if you did!" Cindy exclaimed. "If it was Nick, it wouldn't be half-bad!"
"You'd like a little of that guy, would you?"
"Maybe. I'm not saying yes or no. But if you play for her, I'm his. You can bank on that, darling."
The discussion was beginning to excite them, bring back some of the spark that they felt when they first got there. The excitement was coming back. And not too late.
Cindy finished putting makeup on and grinned in the mirror. Not that she ever thought it would happen, but it was still a fascinating thought. Everyone fantasized about making it With a stranger.
They tucked themselves into the tiny cab. It worked out so that Nick jumped in front and Al followed the girls into the backseat. The red-shirted driver jabbered in Spanish as Nick told the guy "Kon-Tiki Restaurant."
As it worked out, Cindy was the first one into the backseat and Mona went next. This put Al right next to Mona. The warmth of her slim leg fascinated him and warmed him unmercifully.
The Kon-Tiki, perched atop a hill, overlooked Zihuatanejo Bay. It was dark already and the tiny lights of the town below and the shimmering lights along the Bay gave it just the right touch.
Zihuatanejo, a small fishing village, was nestled cozily inside the bay. Mariachis strolled through the open-air terrace playing soft, romantic music like "Blue Spanish Eyes."
The couples sat beside each other-Mona facing Al and Cindy facing Nick. Al's foot or leg came purposely in contact with Mona's every chance he got. A slight rub brought a slight rush to her. She wasn't sure what was happening. She thought Al was making passes, but she didn't know for sure, or how to respond-what to do? This never happened to her before.
Nick never noticed the foot movements or leg rubs. Once Al's hand casually pressed against Mona's knee as he made a point about not getting Montezuma's revenge from the drinking water. This thrilled her, yet flustered her at the same time. She hardly knew how to act.
The pina coladas, the music, and the gorgeous hilltop view sent ripples of joy through them. The gals were so prettily dressed, so radiant. The candles on the table cast attractive shadows on their faces, making them appear more beautiful than ever.
Back at the hotel, their heads swimming from the strong drinks and their stomachs content with their full meals, they strolled along the beach and absorbed the pulsating roar of the Pacific surf.
Al continued making chances for himself-touching, rubbing, talking. Mona felt the attention she was getting and liked it, although her feelings surprised her.
One time when they sat in the lounge chairs at the poolside bar and had more drinks, she let Al touch her leg. She didn't move away. It was a bold move for her, something so unusual.
Nick didn't seem to notice because he was starting to do the same. Once or twice he'd tried letting his knee rub against Cindy's. She didn't move away. He got the feeling that she liked it and he made a bolder move, letting his hand drift under the table and rest for a moment on her knee. Again, she didn't move. In fact, she glanced at him and smiled knowingly. Hot feelings raced through Nick as he tried to temper his emotions.
Nick asked about buying a bottle of booze across the street at one of the little stores and Cindy eagerly volunteered to direct him there. Shock, red hot, flooded Mona's body. The very idea that Cindy would suggest such a thing made Mona see red. But stubbornly, Mona decided that two could play the game. She'd keep her pretty mouth shut and play it for all it was worth.
When they were alone, her insides started to churn uncomfortably. She expected something might happen-an adventure, maybe. Yet she feared that. She didn't know what she might do, how she'd react. She'd had too much to drink.
Al made his move, resting his hand lightly on Mona's thigh. "You know, you really turn me on," he said. "When I laid eyes on you today it shook me up. Your bikini doesn't conceal your beauty. I must confess I got a hard-on seeing you at the pool. In fact, I have one now from just touching you and smelling your perfume. I hope you don't get mad. I just wanted you to know. Whatever comes of it is up to you, 'nough said."
Mona's insides shook and twisted into little knots of excitement. The feeling scared her. She felt the wetness between her legs and it embarrassed her. Al was so flattering and his touch turned her on.
In her mind she could see his bulging swim trunks. It obsessed her. She shivered noticeably. Al placed a protective arm around her shoulder and drew her nearer.
She needed his huge cock and she didn't know how to go about it. But she loved Nick so much, this couldn't be happening to her. It was too much.
"I mean it," he said gently, moving her hand until it rested lightly on the fly of his white denim pants. "Feel it? It's for you if you want it:"
Mona's hand burned as if ablaze. My god, she thought, what will I do? The air was charged with sex, unbearably so. She almost screamed as her pulse quickened and her breath became choppy. She ached for this gigantic cock under her hand. She was losing the battle. It was happening. She was out of control.
Her hand didn't stray from his immense hardness. She moved her fingers, encircling his manhood. She shook, trembled out of control. This wasn't happening. Never did she have feelings like this. Never.
I can't help it, she thought. It's too much. I can't help it. I don't care anymore. It's got to be mine. All she could think of was his long hard dick and how she had to have it for herself.
Mona's movements were enough for Al to plunge ahead. He unzipped his pants and pulled his long shaft out of his pants. Mona quickly grasped it with her hand. Al made gurgling, moaning sounds as he lay back and spread his legs for her.
Mona, without a word, began to move her hand up and down on his prick. Then she was overcome with wanting it-all to herself.
She pulled herself out of the chair and kneeled before him and smelled his manhood. Then she flicked her tongue out, encircling the rim of his hard knob. Al moaned and gently pulled her head down to him. "Suck it, eat me," he moaned.
This isn't really happening, she thought inwardly. It's not real. What would Nick think? What about the children? Thousands of thoughts streamed through her head-now she was a horny, hot mass of confusion.
She pushed her head down onto his begging cock and plunged her head slowly up and down. He gasped and moaned and thrust toward her, so huge, so hard. She dropped one hand to her creamy juices and rubbed her finger round and round beneath her silk panties.
Al moved up and down in rhythm to her and she made gurgling sounds deep in her throat as she slurped and sucked him far into her warm, begging mouth.
She was crazy with lust with aching for his prick, and her juices began to flow furiously between her creamy thighs. She felt her pussy open wide and begin to throb slowly, then faster. Her clit grew hard and pressed out of her.
She rubbed the glistening length of her clit round and round slowly, rolling it gently like a marble. The rumbling in the pit of her stomach nearly ripped her apart. She was close to her reward-her climactic explosion. The closer he got the more she knew she wanted to pull away, not wanting him to shoot his cum in her mouth. She wanted that in her cunt, dripping and sopping wet with her love juices. His was the only prick in the world at the moment-all hers, submerged in her slurping and gulping mouth, her hot lips twisting and turning along the hot, smooth shaft, her tongue rolling all around his red-hot knob.
"Not yet," she begged. "Wait for me." She pulled her panties down below her knees and charged for her hot pussy again, thrusting her longest finger up inside herself and wiggling it tantalizingly. "I need you. I have to have your cock in me, all the way!"
She was crying now-frustration and joy-all in one. She spread her legs and straddled him as she slowly lowered herself onto his hard throbbing cock, slippery now with her own saliva. She felt his huge knob part her cunt lips and slowly squeeze into her. It was the biggest cock she'd even taken and she felt an instant pang of pain and then it slipped past into her silken, juicy tunnel. Down farther she plunged it until she felt it throb inside her, deep and proud.
"Ohhhh," she sighed, squirming her soft hips from side to side, round and round. "Oh, god, it's so good. So delicious. Screw me hard. Bang the shit out of me! Fuck me baby, fuck me hard! " she begged.
It was happening now, she was free-abandoning herself, flying free for once. She didn't care anymore. The whole world could blow up for all she cared. This was her heaven on earth. Her head was swimming with love for his fat prick.
All she wanted was to be flooded with his long hard cock. "God, fill me up with your hot cum," she screamed. "Squirt in me. I gotta have your cum," she pleaded as she twisted and turned and tossed on him.
Al's pelvis jumped up toward her pussy and he moaned and clawed frantically at her sweet ass, gasping for breath as he shot all he had as far up into her as he could reach. Mona shook and shivered like she was going crazy, stretching for every inch of him.
She covered her mouth so she couldn't scream too loud as she trembled out of control. A frantic, earth-shaking climax wrenched her nearly inside out. Her pussy throbbed excitedly, spasms of joy grabbing his slippery, spent cock, milking every ounce of cum out of him.
"Ohhh, Mmmm," she groaned softly, contentedly.
She grasped his juicy schlong and lowered her mouth to it to suck all the juice that remained, a few more droplets that ooozed out of his pee hole. It tasted like honey to her and she swallowed all she could find. "Oh god," she moaned, "it's so good, so damned good. I can't get enough of it. Promise you'll give me more. Please. I've got to have more of your cum."
Back to sucking him, Al started to hurt. She pulled and tugged for more, running her hand up and down, jacking him softly, trying frantically to get him hard again. She felt disappointed in her greed for more cock.
Exhausted, they sat back trying to catch their breath. They were numb. "God, you're fantastic," Al said. "I never knew it could be so good. You've got such a hot, tight pussy."
Mona felt like a new woman. Someone in the porno movies maybe. This wasn't really her, not the mother, the wife she really was. She couldn't understand her feelings. But she was so filled, so content.
Not long after that, a few gentle kisses later, Nick and Cindy came bouncing back. Mona wondered if they got the bottle, but it wasn't with them.
"Did you find the place?" Mona asked.
"Yeah. Sure. We took it back to the room already," Nick offered, offhandedly.
Pangs og guilt sprang up in her. She liked what happened, yet she was ashamed, too. How could she face Nick? How could she look him in the eyes the next day? It was dark now, but what about tomorrow?