After an amazing breakfast at the resort I had decided to indulge in a massage in one of the open huts on the beach, perhaps swayed by the tall, dark and handsome Fijian masseuse with a smile that stretched from ear to ear, being as cheeky as it was friendly. He had motioned me onto the massage table and as he ran his strong dark hands over my body in long firm strokes I had completely floated away getting lost in the smells and sounds of the ocean nearby while my body was losing its instinctual fight to hold on to the tensions of my life back home. I had completely relaxed into the table, its surroundings and the hands of that gorgeous man.

Now, hours after my massage I was sitting poolside back at the resort trying not to blush as I went back over it in my head. About half way through my massage he had started working his long strokes more gently toward the inner side of my thigh, moving his strong hands over the cheeks of my bum, and his thumbs ever so softly in between my legs. Whenever he ran his hands down my back they would splay out pulling at my sides and gently brushing over the outer edges of my breasts that were escaping the line of my body as they pressed against the massage table. He had gone no further than that and I had not reached climax; and while I had left relaxed all over from the massage I could feel the heat between my legs and was so worked up I had needed to immerse myself in the ocean just to cool down. Looking out over the pool area now, I couldn’t help but see every man as a potential victim, needing to in some way release this energy that cheeky Fijian had awoken inside of me.

I was so caught up in my thoughts that it took me a moment to notice that someone had sat down next to me, so close that we were almost touching. My initial reaction was to be almost annoyed that someone dared to interrupt the array of arousing scenarios that had been dancing around in my head. Then as I caught a glimpse of the toned and tanned legs that had dropped into the clear water of the pool beside mine, I suddenly felt a rush of anticipation rush over my entire body as I scanned up, hungrily passing my eyes over his bare chest, looking up to see the face of the intruder that had sat down beside me. To say that I was shocked to recognise his face was an understatement, the last person that I had expected to see in Fiji was one of my university lecturers, let alone the one that I had always imagined in even less clothes than he was wearing now, sat beside me in a pair of swimming shorts.

“I thought that was you, sitting over here in your own little world” he said.

“Hi.. I was just… ah…” I stammered with a mix of confusion and embarrassment.

Had he seen the way I had looked up at his body? How long was he watching me before he came over? Had the look on my face alluded to the kind of thoughts that had been running through my head? I was sure I was blushing. I didn’t know how to act or even where to look, what was he doing here? I found it hard not to smile at him. He wasn’t your average academic, with his dark blonde hair, bleached by the sun in parts and his tanned and toned physique. I knew that he was an avid surfer and though he would have been at least 15 years my senior, he was only just beginning to wear the signs of age and he wore them well. He was testament to the way that charismatic good-looking men just get sexier with age as they settle in to the lines of their face.

He apologised for startling me and explained that he enjoyed regular trips to Fiji as it was a great surf destination and a great way to wash away the ails of academic life back home. As he talked, and I got over my initial shock, my body started to become intensely aware of just how close he had sat down beside me. We got chatting and I found my eyes darting up and down the length of his body, hazily resting on different parts of his well-shaped frame. Did university lecturers really have bodies like that? Or was I delirious from my morning massage? I realised I was unashamedly flirting with him, holding his gaze for longer than normal, smiling at him with piercing eyes, and leaning back to rest my body back on my hands, so he could easily take in my bikini clad body. Back in the real world I never would have dreamed of being so openly flirtatious, with anyone… let alone my lecturer! But the morning’s events had left me eager to be touched and my skin, already glowing from the kiss of the Fijian sun was alive with the sensation of his eyes flickering over my bare flesh and the corners of where my bikini hugged the curves of my body. Besides, he was flirting back and I was on holidays, totally enjoying my new found ability to forget what I should or shouldn’t be doing and just enjoy the moment.

Simon invited me to join him at the bar and as we laughed over cocktails I couldn’t help but allow my eyes to give a glimpse of my intentions toward him, my cheeky insinuation being mirrored in his. As we finished our drinks, I was internally debating the pros and cons for finding the courage to suggest a more private drink and I noticed a very attractive woman approaching us from behind him. She came up and rested her hand on his shoulder, smiling at me and as he turned around to look up they greeted each other with a brief open-mouth kiss. Again I found myself not knowing where to look. Not even the slightest wave of guilt seemed to cross his face. Was I really that bad at reading signs?

“Tara, this is my wife Lydia,” he said still flashing me that that gorgeous cheeky smile, “Lydia, I would like you to meet Tara, one of my soon to be ex-students.”

Wife? Wife!! How could he introduce us so casually after he had been indiscreetly flirting with me for the last hour? I was still only dressed in my bikini and a short light skirt, as I had been for most of the day, yet suddenly I felt naked, exposed and a little silly. I discreetly glanced down and felt slightly better to learn that I hadn’t missed a ring on his finger; he wasn’t wearing one.

“Lovely to meet you Tara” she replied as she flashed me another smile, she didn’t seem to be the slightest bit worried about her very handsome husband being sat at the bar with a half naked girl, over ten years his junior. But then why would she? She was absolutely stunning! Her almond shaped eyes sparked with confidence and were as warm and sexy as her smile. Her skin was beautiful, and although I could tell that she was probably the same age as her husband it was the cool and elegant confidence that she portrayed that alluded to her age rather than her appearance. In a photo she could have easily passed for a woman in her twenties.

“Hi… nice to meet you.” I replied, almost guiltily.

“Honey, we really have to go,” she said to him without the slightest tone that she was trying to drag him away from me. “But you will be joining us for dinner won’t you Tara?” she said as if it were the most obvious turn in the conversation.

“Um… I…,” What was happening?

“Well of course she will,” broke in Simon, “her first day in a new country and no friends arriving until the morning… You have to come for dinner Tara, unless you already have a hot date lined up with one of the locals?”

Ha! No, I don’t bother with dating the locals, I just move straight into letting them run their hands all over my body. Then in the evenings I apparently look forward to spending confusingly arousing time with my hot teacher and his equally gorgeous wife… Fijian Tara was much more exciting and complex than my Australian counterpart. While I didn’t really understand what was happening, I couldn’t bring myself to say no and lets face it, it had to be better than eating alone.

“Um, yeah… ok. Sure, thanks.”

Lydia wrote down the details of their apartment on a coaster for me, handing it to me and holding it for just a second before letting me take it from her, at the same time she looked right into my eyes and gave me another one of those smiles.

“See you tonight” she said. Was she flirting with me too?

Simon kissed me goodbye and with that they walked off, his arm sliding down the length of her torso to rest on the curve of her arse, perfectly accentuated in the simple yet figure hugging black dress she was wearing. As they walked off, I couldn’t help in thinking that display of affection towards his wife had been purely for my benefit, to draw my attention into her perfect curves, sitting on top of those perfect long legs… If I was right in my assumption… it had worked, I had taken the bait, hook, line and sinker.

Their apartment was at a different part of the resort to mine and I had been questioning my decision to show up the entire walk over, not knowing really why I had been invited in the first place. Or did I? The same underlying sensation that had stopped me declining the invitation in the first place had caused me to make sure I had my hottest underwear on under the short, white summer dress I had decided to wear after agonizing over the decision for a good hour. It was also the same feeling that had moved one foot in front of the other the entire distance to knock on their door, bottle of red in hand despite my internal monologue doing cartwheels.

“Tara! Come in, you look great. Simon is just in the kitchen finishing off dinner, he is an amazing cook.” She said grabbing my free hand and closing the door behind me. She was still wearing that dress and her blonde hair was falling casually over its thin straps, that served to accentuate her bust, that I could see was no longer held in place by a bra, allowing me to just make out the shape of nipples and the line of her bust through the thin fabric of the dress.

Lydia dragged me into the combined kitchen and entertaining area, where we could see Simon putting the finishing touches on dinner. Simon had put a shirt on since leaving the bar this afternoon and dinner smelt amazing. Lydia explained that Simon was a great cook, which was why they always took an apartment with a kitchen, though they didn’t have many opportunities to cook for guests when they were in Fiji. Lydia poured wine and they both told stories and laughed, inviting me to share interesting tidbits of my life and generally making me feel very welcome in their company. They both continued to flash their incredibly infectious smiles at me throughout dinner and I found myself, smiling right back and slightly tipsy after we had finished our meal, numerous tales of adventure and almost two bottles of wine.

Although the lovely couple had sat at the opposite side of the table from me throughout dinner, Lydia came round to sit beside me to tell a story of a palm reader she had come across on her early days of travel. We turned in to face each other and as she took my palm in hers, and started the impression, her smooth bare legs brushed against mine and all of a sudden I was no longer concentrating on her story but was heightened in my awareness of the touch of her hand, her legs, her smell. I looked up at Simon. Busted. He totally saw through me, and he was smiling at me knowingly.

We moved down to the living area, Lydia had pulled out a photo album, filled with her favorite photos of around the world, that she said she carried with her wherever they went. As I knelt down to sit on the carpet, she sat close, reaching her arm in front of me and leaning in each time she pointed to a photo to share another story. Simon sat opposite us leaned up against the lounge, correcting her and adding antidotes to her story. They worked well together; the web that I had been lured into was testament to that. I was totally aware by this point that this whole situation had been instigated from the start, I was being seduced and I didn’t care in the slightest, quite the opposite. Now that I was sure of why I had been invited here, the anticipation was killing me and I couldn’t wait for my hosts to make their move. I didn’t have to wait long. As I rolled my head from side to side to loosen the tension of looking down at the photo album, Lydia looked up at me.

“Let me get that for you…” She said as she maneuvered herself round to kneel behind me, her knees splayed gently to rest either side of my feet that were curled under my legs.

She ran her fingers through my hair, collecting it at the top of my head and tying it in a lose knot. I closed my eyes and caught my breath at her touch. As she ran her fingers back down my neck she began to massage my shoulders, working her thumbs up underneath my hairline. I let out an audible sigh, hardly believing I was at the mercy of a masseuse for the second time that day. I groaned my approval after she asked me if it was ok. I could feel the front of her body almost pressing against the back of mine and had to resist the urge to sink back into her. She worked her hands over my shoulders and slowly down my arms, massaging as she went, slowly sitting down on her feet as she went, I could feel the insides of her thighs cradling the outside of mine. I felt her breath on my neck, just before I felt the softness of her lips caressing the top of my back, I looked up at Simon and he smiled back at me knowingly, he was enjoying this, maybe even as much as I was.

She ran her hands over the top of mine and onto my thighs, massaging down to my knees, causing me to feel the curve of her breasts press up against my back body. I had never felt a woman’s bust pressed up against me before, but it made me know I wanted to feel every part of her body press up against mine. She dragged her hands back up the length of my thighs towards us, pulling my skirt up with her, exposing my little white g-string for Simon to see. I gave Simon a cheeky look, right before I turned my head back to kiss his wife, feeling her hands running up the side of my torso under my dress and then back down over my thighs and letting one hand then the other run lightly over my pussy. It was on fire and the idea of being the plaything for this predatory couple was driving me wild. This time as her hands made their way back up the length of my body they took the dress with them right up and over my head, removing it all together. I didn’t feel her hands for a moment and then all of a sudden her right hand came back around, grabbing my torso to lean back against hers as she supported our weight with her other hand. She had taken her dress off and now I could feel her breasts naked against the skin of my back, I loved the way they felt, so smooth and feminine. As she leaned back she pushed into me with her torso so I could feel the heat between her legs pressing against the small of my back.

I breathed in, in anticipation as her soft hand slid down the front of my stomach teasing me at the hip, and slowly sneaking under the line of my panties and even more slowly to cup the heat of my pussy in her hand. I couldn’t help but lean back against her, pushing my lips against her to kiss the palm of her hand. I was so worked up, I never in my wildest dreams thought that a woman could turn me on like this. But I was beginning to feel bad for Simon. I looked up at him at the same time as Lydia ran her fingers down the line of my pussy, parting my lips, to feel how wet I was. I was so warm and wet and she groaned a sign of appreciation at feeling just how much I was enjoying her attention. I could no longer be passive; it was my turn to become an active participant in this little fantasy. I told Simon to remove his clothes.

“I thought you girls were going to forget about me for a while there” he said smiling and removing his clothes, not looking the least bit worried at all.

I went to reply, but just at that moment Lydia stuck her finger inside of me, I pushed back against her hand and she removed her finger to use two to spread my wetness and tease the mound of my clitoris that by now was so swollen and sensitive that I felt like I was about to explode! She left her hand inside of my panties just resting on my mound and sat upright, bringing me with her and wrapping her other arm around me. She kissed my neck and nibbled at my ears and whispered to me…

“We don’t want you to get too worked up just yet… Help me show Simon some affection.”

I looked over at Simon, who was now naked and visibly worked up from our show. His cock was standing on end, it was perfect and pink and it made me just want to go straight to him, wrap my legs around him and sit down on it, slowly first so I could feel every inch of it entering me. Lydia must have felt the urge in me and she wrapped both arms around me playfully yet tight. Pressed against me, rubbing up the length of my thighs with her hands again, oh those hands, god they knew how to touch. Held in her grasp, one hand on my pussy and the other one rubbing my breasts that were by now heaving to be free, first on the outside of my bra and then sneaking her left hand into the bra. Running her fingers over the top of my panties now. Still holding me back she moved her hand round behind me and unclipped my bra, running her hands up my back and down my shoulders to slip the straps off. Again she wrapped her arms around me, grasping both my breasts in her hands, pushing her own against my back and tracing the line of my nipples with her fingers. She gave me a last cheeky bite of the ear lobe before releasing me.

We made our way over to Simon, encouraging him to sit back on the couch as we both positioned ourselves in front of him. She put those magic hands on his leg, running them up his thigh and right up the length of his torso, causing him to lean back against the back of the lounge. I took a moment to look at her, she was naked and those breasts were as perfect as I had imagined, just slightly smaller than my curvy D frame. Her pussy had been tended so it was almost bare, so inviting…

But it was Simon’s turn, and he was ready, his cock was screaming for some attention and he had two very horny women ready to give it to him. Lydia motioned for me to take him in my mouth first. I couldn’t believe I was really going to do this to him, for split second I the thought of ‘how would I ever look him in the eye in class again’ but as he lent forward to gently take my hand in his and guide it to touch him, those thoughts completely vanished. It was so hard, and smooth at the same time and all of a sudden I couldn’t wait to see the look on his face as I took him in my mouth. I lent down and ever so slowly licked the length of his cock with my tongue, whilst running my hands up his torso. He groaned, and rolled his eyes back as I then put my entire mouth over the round and exposed tip of his penis, taking him completely in my mouth. Lydia ran her hands over mine and through my hair while I was sucking her husbands cock, alternating flicking it with my tongue and working it with my hands and tickling his balls. Every part of my body had a hunger to wrap around or enter into a part of one of theirs, or be entered into and I couldn’t tell which part needed attention more, my hands, my tongue, my breasts, my thighs or my pussy.

I looked up at Lydia and I could tell she was dying to have a piece of her husband, so I moved from between his legs allowing her to take him in her mouth. I had never watched someone give head before but she did it well, and they responded well to each other, Simon gently thrusting with anticipation into his wife’s mouth. I placed my hand on Lydia’s back as I moved around to kneel behind her, running my hands up and down the length of the smooth curves of her back, caressing it with my tongue, my lips as I let my hands reach longingly around her front to take her breasts in my hungry hands, loving the way they bounced in my hands from the rocking and thrusting of her sucking Simon’s cock. The angle made it hard to get my fingers to meet her pussy, but I was so eager to touch her there, feel the velvet inside of her. She responded to my call, parting her legs just enough for me to enter my fingers into her soft, wet, pussy. I was biting her now, her shoulders, her arm, fucking her with my fingers, she was thrusting back against my hand, the whole time greedily consuming her husbands cock whole. Simon was lost, we all were. I didn’t know how long we could keep this up before we all spontaneously combusted as a single unit.

Lydia slowed, and came up, rubbing her husband’s chest still pushing herself against my hand.

“Darling, I think you are going to have to finish us off…” she said, groaning from the pleasure of me removing my fingers and running circles around her clit.

“With pleasure” he said, wiping sweat from his brow.

We were all wet, sweaty and ready to explode, it had been not only a sensual feast but a visual one as well and we couldn’t sustain it any longer. Lydia took Simons hand and guided him onto the floor, placing a pillow under his head. She motioned for me to straddle him and take his cock between my legs… I felt bad, for a second, but had been waiting all night to feel him, all of him, inside of me. She must have sensed my hesitation and gave me smile and a nod.

“It’s ok, I get to fuck him all the time, go ahead.” I didn’t need to be told twice. I moved up between his legs, taking his cock in my mouth again, for just a moment, as much to taste her kiss on his cock as to feel it in my mouth before I took it between my lips.

She was straddling her husband, facing me and as I came up to straddle him, his cock jut in front of my pussy, she pulled me in to press against her body, our breasts touching, pulling me in by the small of my back and kissing me, both of our pussies sitting just over the top of Simon’s cock, standing on end. He would have been able to feel the heat from both of us, and he was groaning like someone being inflicted the greatest torture. I reached my hand down and softly caressed it with my fingers, guiding him up as he arched his torso up to just feel the moistness of his wife. Then pushed him back down to the ground. Lydia and I giggled at his pain, knowing it wouldn’t last long. She sat back, easing herself onto her husband’s mouth, giving a telling groan as his tongue entered her. I lowered myself down onto his tip, he was starting to thrust but I pushed him back down, I wanted to fuck him so hard, but at the same time, my favorite part was to feel the soft skin of a hard cock enter me little by little, savoring every millimeter of penetration. I let him enter me, ever so slowly, looking into Lydia’s eyes and moaning. How could something feel so hard and so soft at the same time?

Lydia was moving herself round and round and pushing herself onto his face. He had a one hand on my thigh and the other around her waist pulling her eagerly onto him, fucking her with his tongue his mouth. She leaned forward to take my breast in her mouth, hungrily biting my nipple. I began to fuck him, slow, then getting faster and faster and as she put her hand to my waist as if trying to get my sex closer to her it only served to pull me further onto him, causing me to take him deeper between my legs. It was too much for me, all these hands, and mouths, tasting and pulling and riding different parts of each other… Simon filled me deeper and I lost it, my whole body starting to shudder and contracting around him. My orgasm started a cascade of pleasure that ran through us like a wave of sensation, first me, followed by Simon and then Lydia all within a matter of seconds, one triggering the next. We were a shuddering pile of juice and sweat and skin, collapsing into one another as the quivering of our gratification began to pass. Finally, I had gotten the release that had been building inside of me since the beginning of the day.

I couldn’t help but wonder… what would tomorrow bring?

“What was that?” I said to Jamie.

“I’m not sure babe, but it sounded like someone sneezing” Jamie answered with a half worried look on his face.

We both looked to the back of the yard where the sound had come from and noticed for the first time a gap in the otherwise very protective fence that surround the yard where we lay naked and exposed. We looked at each other, at first concerned (probably more out of respect for the other than anything) then both almost simultaneously broke into a smile and a giggle. I think both of us were quite aroused at the fact that someone may have seen or heard our love making. Expecting that the person or persons were long gone back inside their house once they realised their cover was blown, we took one last look at the back fence, and as we were about to look away noticed a set of eyes move back into the line of view and look right back at us. My first impulse was to get self conscious and suddenly pull the straps of my singlet over my shoulders to cover my bare breasts and quickly pull down my skirt. My second impulse was to get annoyed even angry, it was our back yard – did they have no shame just staring at us like that?

I quickly got up and marched toward the gap in the backyard, and as i got closer my pace slowed as the person came more into view. Staring at me with these big doe eyes was the prettiest thing i had ever seen. She was small and petite and the length of her frame was half covered by the paling of the fence leaving me to see the curve of the right side of her body through a thigh length half see through kaftan, that had been thrown over what appeared to be her naked body. Her dark hair fell softly around her shoulders almost down to her breast that i could barely make out through the kaftan, perfectly framing her face where she was softly biting her full bottom lip in an almost worried look.

“Hi.” I said. Completely forgetting that my still naked boyfriend was still somewhere behind me on the lawn.

“Hi.” She said taking a step out from her hiding place behind the fence paling. As she stepped out more into the soft half light of the back yard i was fully able to appreciate the curve of her hot little figure. She was beautiful.

“I’m really sorry,” she said, obviously embarrassed and almost stammering her apology. “I just, um, I just couldn’t sleep and decided to get some fresh air, and i was just sitting there minding my own business when i heard the softest moans and groans coming from your yard. I wasn’t sure what it was and just looked over to take a peek… I didn’t mean to…” she dropped off, i guess not really knowing what to say.

“It’s ok, really its fine, i guess if we want complete privacy we shouldn’t be in the back yard. Would you like a glass of wine?” I asked like it was the only logical way to continue our surprisingly un-akward conversation.

“Um… sure, i guess. If you don’t mind?” She said and glanced over my shoulder, breaking the spell and reminding me that we were not the only two people in the yard and causing me to look over my shoulder at my boyfriend. I guess he was under the same spell that i was; as he looked like he only moved for the first time to cover himself up at the moment that i looked back at him. I noted the look of surprise and approval in his eyes as i started walking back towards our lusty little picnic area. “We don’t mind at all” I replied. “Sit down, relax.”

Over more red wine we introduced ourselves and Natasha eventually came clean that she had been watching us for a good ten minutes. She said she knew she shouldn’t have been but she couldn’t look away. She apologised for her spying but said we should take it as a compliment as our lovemaking was so intense and consuming to watch. I had never really been turned on by the idea of someone watching me before but listening to her talk, made me think back to what we were doing and get wet all over again at the thought of her getting wet watching us together.  She had these big brown eyes that along with her sun kissed skin and long chocolate brown hair gave her this rather exotic look, accented by the way those eyes just pinned you down with sensuality as she looked right into me as she spoke. I caught myself licking my lips and suddenly got self conscious, i had been completely ignoring Jamie again and i wasn’t sure how he would take it, we hadn’t really discussed each others stand point on this sort of thing. One look over at him and i knew whatever i wanted to do was fine with him. He was still sitting there open mouthed, hardly joining the conversation, with nothing but the sarong draped across his front that he had pulled over him to cover himself up.

I looked back at Natasha, she had stopped talking and was biting that big beautiful bottom lip again in a sort of cheeky smile, looking at me as if to say ‘whatever you would like to do is fine’, urging me with those big beautiful eyes. I leaned in, pausing just a couple of centimetres from her mouth, she came the rest of the way to meet me. I had never kissed a girl before but oh! Those lips were even better than they looked, so soft and sensual. It was now my turn to bite that big bottom lip, just softly and playfully, she paused then looked at me with a cheeky smile on her face as she put her hand up to cup my neck in it and pull me in. Meeting my mouth and parting my lips with her soft wet tongue and sliding it into my mouth. I heard myself sigh and my whole body moved in closer to hers instinctively. I had never even thought of the word ravish before now, but i knew that that was exactly what i wanted to do to her. I felt her hand slide up my thigh, around my bum and onto my breast, every tiny little hair on my body was standing on end as she ran her hands over me, guiding me back to lay down on the blanket and running her hands all over my body, first on the outside of my clothes then sliding her hand up to touch my naked breast.

She kissed down my neck and softly bit my nipples through the thin cloth of my shirt. I loved the way that she teased me, through clothes on and off alternating with allowing her perfect hands and mouth to touch my naked flesh. She really knew the art of foreplay. It was driving me crazy because what she was doing felt amazing, i couldn’t get enough yet at the same time, all i wanted to do was put my hands and mouth all over her, inside her, and pull her naked body in against mine. She knelt above me and slipped her kaftan off over her head, so she was left bare chested, just in a delicate pair of panties, allowing me for a few seconds to taken in the beauty of her perfectly rounded full D cup breasts. She came back down again and started kissing me from my belly up pushing my top us as she went and moving me to slide it up over my arms and off me. Taking my hard nipple in her mouth so i could feel the wet of her tongue and sucking on my right as she cupped my left in her hand, allow her perfect breasts to fall against the naked skin on my stomach so i could feel them pressed against me. As i breathed out heavily i remembered Jamie and looked over at him. He was just staring at us with the biggest boner i had ever seen, shaking his head and smiling as if he couldn’t believe that he had his own private show in front of him. He was stroking his cock, that was now proudly on display and although i know that he would have loved to join in, i think for now he just wanted to watch to see what we would do to each other. It was a side of me that he had never seen, nor even suspected existed. As he caught me eyeing of his boner, he gave me a wink and a grin, that said ‘go on baby, have your fun’, god i loved him.

As Natasha made her way back up my neck and passionately kissing me, thrusting her wet tongue inside of mine, i couldn’t resist, i wrapped one arm round the small frame of her back and the other up to support her neck and rolled her onto her back, taking charge. I loved the way she explored my body, but now it was my turn to explore hers. She stopped kissing me and puled back giving me a look as if to say ‘its like that is it’ and we both laughed and smiled as i went in to gently bite and suck that bottom lip again, oh how i loved that bottom lip of hers.

She pushed me back and said “well if your gunna be on top, you have to at least take your skirt off for me”. I stood up and stood in front of Jamie and asked him to slide my skirt off for me as Natasha propped herself up on her elbows to watch. Jamie pulled my skirt off slowly over my hips, then kneeling up ran his hands all over my naked but and hips biting my arse and kissing it. Natasha smiled and motioned for me to return to her.

I turned around, gave Jamie a big kiss, “Don’t worry babe, you’ll get your turn”.

“Its alright” he said, “for now i just want to watch you lick every part of her”. I returned to kneel with my legs either side over Natasha, so that i could bend over to kiss her whilst my pussy sat right over the top of hers. There was so much heat down there and as i stuck my tongue into her mouth running my hands over her tits i couldn’t help but grind my pussy into hers so that our clits almost came to touch and we could almost feel the wet from each others lips. Our bodies were really starting to move in time with each other the midline of both our bodies gyrating in time to meet the midline of the others. No having a cock to enter you somehow made it more urgent and arousing as the two bodies longed to be connected.

I turned her head and kissed her neck, holding her hair in my hands and biting her earlobe, “I can’t waste to taste how wet you are” i said to her, moving my mouth down the line of her neck and taking as much of her breast in my mouth as i possibly could.

“Well what are you waiting for?” she said running her hands through my curly blonde locks as i made my way down her perfect body. I licked and caressed her body with my tongue, looking up at Jamie as i reached the part just below her stomach and above her pussy. I could smell her and she smelt amazing. So much so  that i softly and just barely ran the tip of my nose from the bottom of the lips of her pussy to the top then caressing her clit with an open mouthed kiss. I felt her back arch and she pushed herself into my mouth, allowing me to slip my tongue inside her soaking wet pussy as she gyrated against my mouth that couldn’t get enough of her sweet taste. Why hadn’t i done this before, she tasted amazing.

I heard her say something and as i looked up at her she said to me “Turn around baby, let me lick you at the same time”. This girl was an angel, or a devil or something, i didn’t care, i just couldn’t believe how amazing she was making me feel and i couldn’t wait to have her tongue inside my pussy that by this time felt like it was on fire. I licked up the length of her body, kissed her long and hard so she could taste just how good she felt and then turned around putting my legs either side of her and my pussy just over her face. I kissed down her thighs and licked the outside of her lips, and almost exploded when i felt her move her upper body up to start sucking my pussy with her perfect little mouth. I pushed myself into her face, it felt so good i just wanted to push myself right onto her, she must have read my mind as she hooked her arms around my thighs and pulled me back onto her face, fucking me with her tongue and causing me to sit up. I think that was the final straw for Jamie, as i sat up getting eaten out as i kneeled on top of this little minx, i saw Jamie absolutely explode – i had never seen him look like he wanted me so much and knew that this would fuel some great nights in for a long time to come.

I was so close to the edge. I looked back down at the tanned body coming out from underneath me and lent back down to run my finger around her clit with one hand and stick two fingers in with my other. Fuck it was amazing how it felt just the same as mine, inside but so incredibly different because it was somebody else’s. I ran my fingers in and out of her, exploring and enjoying every part of her insides, then i felt her body start to tense and as she fucked my fingers i knew we were about to explode together and i wanted to catch every part of her in my mouth. I took my fingers out and wrapped my arms around her hips grabbing her arse cheeks in my hands and burying my mouth back in the space between her legs, sticking my tongue in we were both pushing our pussies into each others mouths as hard as we could. The front of our bodies were pushed together, our breasts caught in the friction of our two bodies trying to get closer than was physically possible and then the shudder came over as we started to shake and her juices filled my mouth as i felt her drink me all up as we came inside each others mouths. I had never tasted anything so sweet and couldn’t get enough, at the same time pushing my pussy into her mouth for those last couple of seconds as my orgasm reached its peak and we started to flop into each others bodies as the strength completely drained from my body. I couldn’t believe what i had just done and how amazing it felt. As i pulled the last reserves of strength from my body i flipped my legs over and turned around to lay down next to Natasha, running my hands up her body to her breasts, meeting her mouth with mine as we finished with a long soft kiss. We then fell into a heap, blissfully unaware of Jamie or anything else in the world around us.

My man must have realised that for a moment he had lost me, and so leaned back on his knees so i could see the way that his cock was rock hard and almost exploding through his loose fitting board shorts. He cleared his throat so as to fully grab my attention and as he looked down my eyes followed his scanning down the length of his solid yet toned physique and watched him pull the waste band of his shorts down to liberate his cock from the confines of his pants. It was huge! He was really turned on and i could see that that boner had been building the whole time he had been looking after me and he was ready to explode!! It was just waiting to have something soft an wet wrapped around it. I looked at him and licked my lips, I gave him my best “I’m innocent but i’m about to fuck your brains out” look and then it was my turn to look down…

I knew i wanted to drive him crazy and make him sweat, so i ran my hand over my chest and down my front, legs still spread and put a finger to my pussy, that was still wet and put my finger in until it was just wet enough. Leaving my finger there, and using with the index finger on my other hand, i motioned for him to come closer. He moved in, his cock standing upright proud and strong until he was almost touching me, his parts in line with my chest. I pulled my finger out and gently with the pad of my finger rubbed my juice over just the tip of his cock, gently blowing on it whilst i kept complete eye contact. I then grabbed his balls in the palm of my hand squeezing them gently whilst i licked his penis from the base of the shaft to the tip before taking the whole thing in my mouth. Sucking his cock with just the right amount of suction and flicking my tongue over the tip i looked up at him, knowing i would see the eyes of a madman as they met mine. I knew exactly what was going on with him, he loved a blow job as much as the next guy, but we had had to much build up and all he wanted to do now was put his cock so deep inside of me and fuck me until he exploded. All i wanted to do was let him.

My pussy had started tingling again from the moment i had seen how swollen his cock was, the smooth skin pulled so tight over his beautiful cock, i loved how smooth i felt when he was that hard, and i would take any opportunity to run the pads of my fingers over his smooth shaft, but now the sexual tension was too great between us and to settle for anything less than complete penetration just would not satisfy at this point. In my head i was quickly running over the myriad of positions i could get into as quickly as possible so that he could stick his dick inside of me as deep as it would possibly go. Fuck! Why didn’t i put a chair out here for our picnic! I knelt up to meet him, wrapping my arm urgently around the back of his neck and pulling him in to bring him close so i could feel all of his body against mine. I wasn’t enough skin, i needed more so i frantically slipped my singlet down over my arms (so it too was around my waste) and i could feel my breasts pressing firmly up against his chest, sticking my tongue into his mouth the way i wanted his cock inside me.

As our bodies came to meet, his standing on end cock slid in between my legs and the tip of it ran the length of my dripping wet pussy and for a moment we both paused breathing heavily so as to full appreciate the coming sensation of him entering me for the first time that night, just slow enough to savour it for a few seconds. Oh my god! I pulled him back onto me and wrapped my legs around him, clawing at his arse with my hands, whispering “fuck me, fuck me” in his ear. I knew him, and whilst the build up had made him rock hard it was my desire to fuck him so hard and deep that really turned him on. There is a power in making someone else feel so good – and i felt it too.

Kissing him long and deep, and feeling him fuck me the same way was more than i could handle, and i knew i wasn’t going to last much longer. I knew just as well, that neither was he. We were so in sync by that time that instinctively we looked at each other and knew that we were going to blow together or spontaneously combust. He gave me three of the fastest and deepest thrusts then, even though they went in slow motion for me and with that we both shuddered and let out audible sighs as we melted and collapsed into a heap on the ground. I could feel my pussy clamping tightly around his cock in spasms of pure pleasure that made my entire body shake. I could feel Jamie’s body doing the same thing as he held me tight and strong whilst we twitched and writhed together, the sweat of our bodies coming together. I knew that we had probably got caught in the moment a bit too much to have been aware of the noise we had made, and thought to myself, if any of the neighbours had been in their backyard they would have heard us for sure! I didn’t care though, that orgasm was worth gold.

The back yard is surrounded by tall fences and as it was already late in the evening, I wasn’t concerned about our privacy knowing full well that we would be having more than just dinner on our perfect spot on the lawn. I pulled out blankets and long cylindrical pillows so that our little picnic area looked like a sultans lounge softly lit by bowls with floating tea light candles. By the time Jamie arrived back I was reclining regally on the blanket against the pillows smiling and sipping my wine with a knowing look as I saw the sparks of approval in Jamie’s eyes… I could see he had lost interest in dinner.

I had hardly eaten a thing when Jamie put his plate down, he was laying on his stomach and had moved over to run his hand up the inside of my thigh, putting his head against my leg and slowly starting to kiss his way up my thigh. I tried to pretend I wasn’t interested and playfully ignored him continuing to savor my meal. I had purposely made sure I was all easy access and as his hand slid up under my skirt allowing him to realise I didn’t have on any underpants, I couldn’t help but put my plate down and give him a cheeky smile. He gently parted my lips with his finger, feeling for the first time that night how wet I was, with a deep breath he closed his eyes and licked his lips as we both realised what we were in for. He playfully looked up at me, gave me a wink, and with a laugh and a smile wriggled his head up and under the loose fiiting knee length summer skirt I was wearing.

He started by gently kissing my inner thigh and just around my lips and as I reclined a bit further to make myself more accessible to him he started giving me the softest open mouth kisses caressing my lips down below. As he slipped his tongue in gently I gave the deepest sigh and had to stop myself from losing it right then and there. All I wanted to do was grab him and sit on his cock, as I knew by now it had to be hard as hell, but I was enjoying savoring the moment and knew we would be here all night. I was so excited and right on the edge, but he could feel how close I was, and looked up at me shook his head and told me that it wasn’t time yet. By that stage my skirt was wrapped solely around my waste and he wriggled up some more starting to kiss and lick his way from my belly button to my breasts pushing up the loose fitting singlet top that I was wearing and sucking on my nipples (that by now were standing on end in anticipation). Putting his weight slightly on me he moved up to give me one of the hottest kisses I think I have ever experienced – I could taste me in his mouth! As he slid his hand back down over my breast and down to gently put a finger inside me, I completely lost it and started to shiver and shake, squeezing his finger as I let myself go for the first time that evening.