Maggie peered at her reflection in the mirror in thelift on her way down for breakfast. Her skin was glowingfrom the sun the day before, but the shadows under hereyes confirmed her lack of sleep the previous night. Shehadn’t woken up in her own bed and had had to sneak backto her hotel room in the early morning. Embarrassingly,she hadn’t been able to find her bra. This was normallynot a problem but her lacy top was completely see-through. The elderly couple she had shared her lift withon the way to her room had been polite though. Thegentleman had simply wished her breasts a “very goodmorning.”
As she ate, Maggie perused through her travel guide, andeventually made the decision to spend a day at a highlyrecommended beach. According to the guide, she wouldneed to take a bus over the mountains. It all soundedgood. She finished her poached eggs on toast and leftthe dining room with the book under her arm. As sheturned the corner back into the hotel lobby she cameface to face with her mysterious red headed friend.
“Good morning,” he leaned towards her and kissed her onthe cheek. Maggie was flustered. She blushed as shestarted to gabble about the weather, how she was goingto the beach, would he like to join her? It all came outof her mouth in one long stream. Seeing him standing infront of her in the ordinariness of the hotel receptionwas disconcerting. Maggie was embarrassed recallingtheir last ‘encounter’ a few hours ago.
“Would love to, but I can’t come now. Can I join youlater?” He asked.
“Of course, let me write the name of the beach down foryou.”
Maggie moved to the concierge desk and borrowed a pen.She opened her notebook, wrote down a single word;Guaruja, then tore out the page and handed it to him. Hepocketed the paper and smiled his goodbye.
As she watched him enter the lift it occurred to Maggiethat she still didn’t know his name.
“Wait!,” she called as she moved quickly to the lift butit was too late, the door had closed.
Maggie clarified directions to the bus station with theconcierge and made her way back to her hotel room tograb a bag with some things for the day. She changedinto a multi coloured bikini and pulled a white sundressover the top. Her hair was getting lighter. Bleached afairer honey colour from the sun. Maggie attempted totie it up into a neater style. It was still curly fromthe shower with Anna the night before. As she brushedher teeth and finished getting ready, Maggie thoughtback over the previous night’s encounter.
“With another woman?! Holy fuck! I can’t believe I didthat!” Although she certainly enjoyed it, she alsoenjoyed that Felipe, Anna’s husband had joined in. Shecould recall vividly the feeling of his beautiful cockspreading her lips as she slid down on him.
Maggie’s pussy involuntarily moistened. It had been anincredible experience.
“Right, you horny bitch,” Maggie said to herself in themirror. “Let’s go out and have some more fun.”
As Maggie made her way to the lobby she suddenly had athought; recalling last night, she wondered whether Annaand Felipe would be free to come to the beach too.Felipe would probably be working but you never know.
Maggie scribbled the directions and the name of thebeach in her notebook, ripped out the page and gave itto the concierge to post to Anna and Felipe’s suite.They’d both been fast asleep when Maggie had made herexit a few hours earlier.
Sliding her sunglasses down from her hair, Maggieskipped out of the hotel and hailed a taxi to the busstation.
The bus to the beach was almost full and Maggie had tonegotiate the aisle as the bus pulled out of thestation. Squeezing between bags and legs she managed tofind an empty seat right at the back next to the window.Apologising and climbing over the elderly Brazilianwoman next to her Maggie settled herself down.
As the bus made its way through the suburbs of S�o PauloMaggie started to drift off. The bus stopped a couple oftimes and Maggie was vaguely aware of people coming andgoing as she dozed. She hadn’t had much sleep the nightbefore. Maggie wondered whether Anna and Feliperegularly picked up women for her to play with. Well forAnna to play with and for Felipe to join in. Maggiewondered if she had been ‘played’ herself.
Recalling the couples amazing bodies Maggie felt herselfgetting aroused. Felipe’s skin was so dark, so tannedand firm. Maggie wished she had spent more time payingmore attention to his body. His cock was his mostoutstanding feature, begging to be licked, sucked andridden.
The moment she had slid her pussy down his rock hardshaft had been electric, although it had been his wife,the beautiful Anna, that had her so turned on evenbefore Felipe had showed up. Anna with her amazinglyround Brazilian bottom. So firm. Her breasts with herdark nipples. Such a beautiful woman.
“I can’t believe I kissed and stroked another woman.”Maggie smiled at the memory. How soft another woman’slips were, are. How Anna had teased her, stroked her,kissed her. Maggie could feel her breath quickening, shecrossed and uncrossed her legs in an effort to subsideher thoughts.
Her sundress was pulled up to her thighs and Maggietoyed with the idea of surreptitiously playing withherself. She knew that she was already wet at the memoryof last night. When Anna had poured the oil over herback down her ass cheeks in the shower… Heavenly.
Opening her eyes Maggie noticed that the bus was nowalmost empty. Travelling over the mountains, the viewoutside was breathtaking. The seat next to her wasempty, but across the aisle was a young man who keptstaring at her, intently. He could only have been in hismid-twenties, European looking, with dirty blonde hairand pale blue eyes. Maggie smiled at him, glad at thefact that he couldn’t read her mind or know what she hadbeen daydreaming about.
That little smile seemed to be all the encouragement heneeded. He raised a questioning eyebrow and moved acrossthe aisle to the seat next to Maggie. He started talkingto Maggie in a language she didn’t recognise. He wassmiling a lot but Maggie couldn’t decipher what he wassaying. This carried on for several minutes.
Eventually he stopped talking, leaned forward and kissedMaggie fully on the mouth. She was too surprised to pullaway and found herself kissing him back. He had slightlyrough lips with a few days of beard growth rubbing awayat her chin. His breath was slightly smokey but notunattractive. Already turned on from her reminiscing ofthe night before, Maggie found herself getting more andmore aroused.
She responded to his kisses by turning her body towardshis. She could feel the hardness of his cock pressingthrough his shorts against her leg. Reaching down withone hand she started to stroke it through the thinmaterial. It seemed to hit him like he’d been shot.Galvanised, his kisses became more urgent.
His hands were now all over Maggie. One hand roughlygrasping her breast through the thin cotton of thesundress. Squeezing and mauling it as if he’d never felta breast before. His other hand started to run upMaggie’s thighs. The dress was already pulled up high sohis fingers were on her bare skin. He used the back ofhis hand and fingers to exert pressure to part Maggie’slegs. His fingers worked their way further between, tothe soft skin at the top of her thighs.
Maggie was so surprised at this that she pulled away. Hesmiled and starting kissing her again. His hand on herbreast had worked its way under the bikini top. He wasrolling her nipple with his finger and thumb. As hetweaked it Maggie involuntarily gasped. He pulled awayjust far enough to run his eyes down her entire body.Maggie looked down to see what he was looking at. Thestrap of her dress was pulled down on one side as hishand and fingers were on her breast. Her tanned legswere bent up with her feet resting on the edge of theseat, her thighs parted slightly. His other hand wasbetween her legs underneath the dress which had risen upto the top of her legs.
Maggie used this pause to examine his shorts. She wantedto see how to release his cock from its prison. Sheunbuttoned them deftly, keeping an eye towards the frontof the bus to ensure no one was nearby. As she took hiscock out, her young travel companion lurched towardsMaggie, kissing her deeply. The hand between her thighsmoved closer to her pussy.
Maggie started to stroke his cock firmly. It was rockhard, slim but long; longer than average. He was usinghis fingers to work her bikini bottoms to the side.Maggie shifted her bottom slightly to allow him betteraccess. She was desperate to be touched there. She knewshe was sopping wet and she needed him to feel that too.
Still kissing her mouth, he teased her other lips withhis fingers, trailing them gently across and ever soslightly dipping into the moisture inside. It wasdriving Maggie mad. She tried to urge him on by strokinghim harder, more firmly, faster. It seemed to have noeffect. She could feel him smiling, sensing herfrustration. It was exactly what he was trying to do. Hewas using his thumb delicately on her clit now, solightly it made Maggie push her hips up to meet histouch. It was really driving her crazy.
Teasingly, he allowed one fingertip to dip inside herpussy, then another. Moving her hips down Maggiebreathed out heavily into his mouth at the feeling ofhis fingers inside her. His thumb started rubbing herclit more definitely now. Using the moisture of herpussy to lubricate his stroking.
Maggie knew that it wouldn’t take long for her to come.She could feel the head of his young cock moisteningwith pre-cum and used her thumb to spread it over hishead, stroking faster and faster.
His fingers inside her and his thumb on her feltheavenly. Maggie arched her back facing towards him asshe started to shake. His mouth was still on hers toabsorb her deepening breaths and gasps as she at lastcame, shaking violently against his fingers. Her handmoving up and down his shaft making him come too.
Unable to maintain his concentration, he pulled awayfrom her mouth. He tried holding her eyes with his own,but had to close them at the last moment as he spurtedover her leg.
Opening his eyes he smiled sheepishly at the mess.Laughing, they giggled together like schoolchildren asMaggie fumbled in her beach bag for a pack of tissues,and gave him a few. She pulled herself together; dressdown, straps up, breast back in bikini top. Maggiewatched him clean himself and her leg, and put himselfaway.
She glanced out the window and realised they were nearlythere. She could see the sea. Turning to smile at him,he leaned forward and kissed her on the mouth softly. Hegathered his rucksack from the overhead rack and madehis way to the front of the bus. Calling over hisshoulder he said, “Goodbye, have a great day at thebeach!”
In perfect English.