When he appeared at her table, she had another almost empty glass in front of her and a goofy smile on her lips. He continued to be the gentleman and complimented her again on her beauty. He even remarked how much more beautiful she was now that he could see her by more light than just the bonfire. He tried small talk, asking where she was from, and what school she went to. She didn’t say much. She listened as he told her about himself and what had brought him to this tropical paradise. She smiled just a bit. He was trying so hard and she just needed to be held.
It didn’t take long until she was holding his hand, walking him back to her room. He kissed her hand and told her how glad he was he met her. She smiled at his old world charm, wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed him deep. He pulled back after what seemed like a full minute and looked away with flushed cheeks. Maybe he was a new bartender or maybe he really was a nice guy; either way, she needed him. She unlocked her door and held it open. She told him she just didn’t want to be alone. He looked around, unsure of how to handle the situation. As he looked into her eyes, he saw the loneliness that had found her and he felt a certain duty to help her eyes dance again the way they had when he poured her first drink hours ago.
They laid on the bed fully dressed just holding each other. His arms wrapped around her, holding her tight in a spoon position. She might have been content with just that human contact but the tropical drinks were not. She felt that stirring sensation in her lower half and she shifted her body so that his hand accidently brushed her breast. She let out a soft moan. He shifted his body slightly away in return so that she would not be offended by his physical response. She rolled over, looked him deep in the eyes, and kissed him again. She ran her hands through his hair and pressed herself up against him. She needed him to understand that she needed more.
He was able to sense her urgency and began to give in and kiss her back. His lips were soft and he was able to take his time. He knew they would only have this one night and he wanted to cherish it. He rolled her over, put his hands on either side of her head and kissed her deeply. They just kissed for quite some time and she was in need of more. She began to grab at his back, pulling at him so that his weight was on her, begging him to become one with her. He laughed and told her to have patience and slowly began to make his way south. He kissed her neck, shoulders, and finally began to caress her breast. She gasped and arched her back forcing her breast into his palm.
His lips moved down the ridge of her breast, to her nipple, where he slowly began to softly suck and tug at her. She moaned again, louder now and again arched her back, encouraging him to continue. His right hand slowly moved down from her other breast to her thigh, lightly touching the length of her body. It gave her chills. She shifted just slightly in hopes that his hand would move toward the inner part of her thigh. He knew what she wanted and he once again kissed her softly on the mouth as his hand slipped between her legs. She opened them wide to him, allowing her dress to fall up around her waist. This offered him full access to her bikini bottoms which were already damp.
He slipped his fingers under the material and began exploring her. She rolled her head back, arched her back, and moaned softly. She needed him so badly. He rubbed her clit and after moving his hand up and down, he slipped a finger inside her. Then another and another. She was so ready for him that his fingers went in easily and she began to buck against them. He liked watching her. He began to increase his speed and his three fingers worked their magic in no time. She lay on the bed trying to catch her breath, laughing that she had an incredible orgasm with her clothes still on.
He got off the bed, reached out his hand and helped her up. He unzipped her dress and watched it fall to the floor, taking in all her beauty. She stood there in her floral pattern bikini as her need for him again increased. She grabbed at his muscular forearms and helped him pull off his shirt. She dropped to her knees and began to release his belt and slacks. She needed him to feel as good as he had just made her. She pulled at his boxers, which got slightly stuck on his raging manhood. She giggled as she freed his cock, stroked it from tip to shaft a few times admiring his incredible body and then she took it whole in her mouth.
His head was rolled back and his eyes closed as she worked his cock with her mouth. It’s hard to stop something that feels so good but he wanted to please her as much as she did him so after a few minutes, he gently pushed her shoulders back as he moved his hips backward. She looked up at him confused. He helped her to her feet and she slipped out of her top while he slowly removed her bottoms. He picked her up and carried her to the bed.
He laid her naked body down and stood there for a moment admiring her. He wanted to remember her exactly as she was now. She was perfect. She arched her back, thrusting her breasts into the air, indicating her growing desire to become one. He smiled and again kissed her deeply as he moved his body onto hers. He entered her while they kissed and he could feel the slight pause in her reciprocation during the initial thrust but very soon they fell into the slow rhythm of their bodies enjoying each other. He his hands caressed her as they continued to move back and forth. Only when he could not hold back anymore did his speed increase enough that they both came together. He then gave her a long, deep kiss as he lay there inside her. She was perfectly happy and so grateful for the physical satisfaction.
They laid in bed just enjoying their nakedness but soon she was once again feeling her lower half stir. She rolled on top of him and began to kiss his body starting at his mouth and slowly working her way down. This time when he entered her it was more intense with him being faster in speed and harder in his thrusts. She was moaning and cursing because it felt so good. She began to tell him how much she loved him being in her, which began to turn him on even more. She was thrilled when with one swift motion, he pulled out, flipped her over, pulled her back onto her knees and entered her from behind. They were doggy style and the tips of her nipples were rubbing against the sheets as she bounced back and forth feeling him plunge into her turning her on even more. He put his hands on her hips and began to guide her movements. She was begging him to make her cum when he put his hands on her ass and spread her cheeks as he began to slam into her. She was once again cursing and begging him to make her cum. It wasn’t long before they came together and fell on the bed in a heap of naked sweat.
They went on this way for hours. It was intimate and then animalistic and every time was a new and different experience. This wonderful man knew that he would never get to love her again so he had to experience all the ways you can love someone in one night. He left in the morning after no sleep but both of their bodies could take no more. They kissed at the door and she held his hand until he walked a few steps and they could no longer touch. She watched him walk away, leaned her head against the door frame, took a deep breath and turned back inside to get ready for her flight home.
It was a perfect night and it was a memory she would hang on to until the day she met her true love. The island bartender was a kind and gentle man who knew how to make love to a woman slowly, repeatedly and wonderfully. But that’s how you know when you have meet your true love. Once the real thing comes along, all those moments before fade away into wisps of memories resembling that alcoholic fog and the new experiences that replace them are sharp, crisp images of every detail of the man you would gladly give up any other for. She would always be grateful for the kind bartender who helped her through that night but she was ready to replace his memory with those of the new man for whom she had waited so long and let the bartender slip into the fog of a past that was ready to be forgotten.
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