Vacation Sex

You know there’s no sex like vacation sex, and you also know the
steamier the locale, the steamier the fucking. Well imagine this. My
wife J’Leah is Hawaiian, and every year we go to visit her family
there. We stay in a hotel on the beach, and it’s a week of non-stop
fucking.

Take last year, for instance. We get there, greeted at the airport
with leis, the fragrant flowers hanging around our necks as our taxi
takes us to the hotel. I watch J’Leah walking in front of me, her long
brown legs peeking out from underneath her skimpy sundress. She’s got
her hair pinned up, but as soon as we get into the hotel room, it comes
down, a rich fall of sun-streaked red mixed with brown.

She doesn’t waste any time; she turns around and pulls off her dress.
I swear, no matter how many times I look at J’Leah naked, I am still
amazed. Her legs are long, even though she’s not that tall, and she
tans naked, so her skin is a smooth brown all over. She’s got these
small tits that hang down on her chest so they make a curved W, and her
nipples are light and puffy. She’s still wearing the lei, and you’ve
never seen someone look as sexy as she does with that on.

I quickly strip off my clothes and walk over towards the bed where
she’s lying, her hands skimming over her lightly furred pussy. She
sits up, pulling the lei over my neck, and instead she hangs it off my
cock. She looks at it, my stiffy surrounded by the flowers of the lei,
and laughs. Now you know it’s not a good thing when someone laughs at
your dick, for whatever reason, but as soon as J’leah leaned forward
and sucked my prick into her hot little mouth, I forgot all about it.

I moved onto the bed with her in a 69 position and ate her sweet pussy
while she swallowed my flowery rod. She likes to get a little freaky
on vacation, so while I ate her, I finger-fucked her asshole, and in no
time at all she was squealing with pleasure around my hard-on. I
couldn’t hold back, I let loose with a spurt of hot spunk that poured
down her throat.

We spent the entire next day with her family, and J’leah and I kept
glancing at each other, and I know we were thinking the exact same
thing, that we’d go crazy if we didn’t get into bed soon. “Come here,”
she whispered in my ear after dinner. We went into the bathroom and
locked the door. She pulled up her dress, revealing that she wasn’t
wearing any panties, and I moaned in pleasure. I fingered her until
she was wet and ready for me, and then I pulled out my dick and we
fucked right there up against the bathroom door.

“Is everything all right?” her family asked when we emerged, slightly
sweaty. I was standing behind J’Leah and I could see my cum trickling
down her thigh. “Oh yes,” we said, smiling to ourselves.

A tradition we have every year on vacation is to fuck on the beach.
We have to wait until it’s late at night and no one else will see us.
Last year we went out after midnight. The moon was a bare sliver and
we could hardly see. There were still a few other couples out enjoying
the night so we walked until we were far away. J’Leah stripped off her
clothes and ran into the ocean, and I followed after her, my erection
bobbing as I ran.

I caught up with her and lifted her up in the water, licking her wet
breasts, tasting the salt on her skin. She wrapped her legs around me
and settled down onto my cock. We fucked right there in the water, the
waves sliding in and nearly knocking me off balance a few times as the
water stimulated my sensitive balls. I rubbed her clit as she rode my
prick, and she came over and over again. I didn’t want it to end since
she was enjoying herself so much, but finally I couldn’t hold back any
more and I came hard, pulling on her slender hips as I emptied myself
inside her.

The only bad thing about vacations, and vacation sex, is that
eventually it all ends and you have to go home. J’Leah and I spent a
lazy morning having breakfast in bed. I put a croissant between her
thighs and ate it slowly; making sure that my tongue brushed against
her pussy each time I took a bite, and brought her to orgasm over and
over with my tongue. She got on her hands and knees and we fucked from
behind.

Later, on the plane, J’Leah took my hand and guided it to her cunt. I
slipped my fingers inside, feeling my cum and her juices mixed together
inside there. She smiled at me as I finger-fucked her and played with
her clit. I knew then that we were bringing a little bit of that
vacation home with us.