The Misadventures of Suzy Wild: Collected Confessions

by Wild, Suzy

  I hesitated for a moment before slipping out of my panties and running in to join him. The water was deliciously warm and as I reached him his arm circled my back and his mouth met mine in hungry insistence. I let my hands run over his hard body in the water, biting my lip as his hands found my breasts and he tweaked hard at my erect nipples. It was impossible to tell if it was the sea or if it was me, but I l felt so wet. What was I doing? With a guy I’d just met. I let one hand slide lower feeling for what I’d seen wanting to verify by touch what my eyes had told me. I was rewarded with my hand closing around the hot shaft of his cock. Still kissing, our tongues entwined I began to rhythmically pump his shaft under the water. Suddenly he had was under my ass and he was pulling me close. I was swept away, his cock was hard against my stomach, sliding up and down across the tip of my swollen clit. It was too much. I locked my ankles around his back as he held my weight in the water and I guided his throbbing head inside me. My God! I gave a cry as my pussy yielded to the rock solid intruder and he paused a moment before starting to gently rocking his hips, easing his shaft deeper and deeper inside with every movement.

  I closed my arm around his neck and leaned back pumping my own hips up and down on his tool, pushing my pussy hard against the base of his cock on each downward motion. The water seemed to lubricate and stimulate and I realized that I was on the edge of coming. Even as I realized I felt it start to well and rise in me, then it over took me and I hung off him helpless as my pussy contracted with a mind of its own, squeezing and pulsing around his cock. Maybe my young pussy was tighter than he was used to, or maybe it was the water, but a couple more thrusts and he grunted himself and I felt his cock twitching and red hot liquid jetting inside me.

  We hung together in the water for some minutes, then he took my hand and led me to the shore, where we lay on the sand, wet and gleaming in the moonlight. His body looked so amazing, I couldn’t keep my hands off it, and as I ran my nails across his balls, his cock came back to life. Within seconds we were locked in another embrace, him hard as steel in my hand. He started to maneuver on top of me, but I whispered in his ear. I wanted what Emma had experienced.

  I perched on all fours in the damp sand, my sex feeling so exposed as he tok up position behind me. I could barely stand the anticipation, then I felt the head of his dick pushing against my moist pussy entrance. With a thrust that made my knees buckle with the sensation he was in. God it was so deep. He began to slowly thrust in and out. Wow, why hadn’t I done this before? I could hear the squelching of his cock and it slurped out of my wet pussy and thrust back in again. Every forward thrust pushed me forward onto my arms. He was so deep, it felt so fucking good.

  I couldn’t tell you how long he went on for, I was panting the sea water had become sweat, and the most intense orgasm I’d yet experienced swept up from my loins and engulfed my body making me cry out as I tried to support myself on my shaking limbs. Even as my own waves of pleasure were still pulsing through me I felt the spurt of his hot seed in me, the pulsing throb of his cock and bucking of his hips that signaled his own orgasm. Exhausted and exhilarated I flopped forward onto the cool sand with Juan on top of me. What a night...

  Vacation Confessions Part 2

  Of course Juan and I didn’t last. I was on holiday after all! Juan seemed to have woken something in me, an itch, that needed to be scratched. I was suddenly aware that my holiday time as ticking away, I had less than a week left, then it was back home and off to college.

  By now my friend Emma looked almost like a local, her tan had deepened to a dark mahogany and with her long black hair and flashing green eyes she could have passed for an ancient Mexican princess, albeit a very beautiful one. The only thing that gave her away was a her pale white triangles on her bountiful breasts, and another pale white triangle between her hairless thighs. Of course you’d only see that if she was naked, and as we were sharing a room, that tended to be quite a lot. I’d got more of a golden color to my skin, but hair had lightened to almost white blonde. Eating the healthy local food was actually helping my abs start to define, and Emma had commented on them in admiration. Like her I too had my “white bits”. We thought they looked sexy, and the guys we’d met so far agreed!

  We’d relaxed as we’d spent more time at the resort, and with our tans and our more lithe than normal figures we got a little bit more daring than usual with our evening wear. We’d started with sundresses and thongs, but now we were opting for bikini tops and micro min-skirts so we could flash our tanned thighs and tight midriffs.

  I’d slept with Juan again the following night, another fevered encounter on the beach under the stars that had ended with him on top, pulling out and shooting his hot sticky load over my tanned tummy, where it had glimmered in the moonlight, until we splashed back into the water for another swim, and another bout of love making. He’d pestered me to see him again, but, like I say, I was on holiday, and I wanted to see what else was out there. Emma, true to her promise, had already notched her three guys. We only had four nights left, and as we headed out, Emma proclaimed that we needed something special. Boy were we going to get it...

  On the first night I’d watched from my bed as Emma had done things I’d never thought her capable of with a guy she’d brought back from the bar. It had been an eye-opener, and for me, a thigh opener. Watching her suck and fuck while I lay in the bed had been a turn on the like of which I’d never experienced. Imagine, watching one of your best friends slurping non a strangers cock, then fucking him, just yards from you while your own hand strays down into your own wet sex...

  Well, that had been the first night. We’d lain low, then had been Juan (for me) who knows who for Emma. Now we were both back out on the prowl. As luck would have it there was a beach party we’d heard about that night.

  We shared a bottle of tequila on the walk down the beach to where we could hear music and see figures dancing around a fire.

  We drank and danced and flirted, until at some point we realized we’d been dancing with the same couple of guys for quite some time.

  By now everyone was getting pretty wild, and we drifted a little ways from the main action with the two guys.

  “Let’s swim!” shrieked Emma. Before anyone could say anything she a wriggling out of her skirt. Both guys were open mouthed as she whipped her biking to off revealing her full rack complete with tiny white tan line triangles. The look on their face was such a turn on I had my own skirt and top off as Emma got totally naked. She stood and faced the guys, hand on her hips, and they were positively drooling. I kicked off my panties and slipped an arm around her shoulder. The boys looked shellshocked.

  “So you coming swimming or what?” she asked, before we both turned and ran laughing into the cooling foam of the sea.

  Seeing us dive in seemed to break the guys out of their spell, and we watched as they tugged at their shirts, then their shorts and underwear. One of them even fell over in his haste to join us!

  They both looked like Cali surfer boys, blonde hair, boyish rugged looks. Emma looked at me as they splashed towards us, one of them already sporting a semi-hard on.

  “What are their names?” she asked

  I shrugged and we laughed. The boys splashed out to us and one of them lunged for Emma but she shrugged him off and swam away. The other boy looked a little lost, so I threw my arms around his neck and kissed him, pressing my tongue deep into his surprised mouth and pushing my body hard against his, feeling his warmth in the water. Beside me Emma did the same. I felt the guy harden, his kissing became more intense, but I was enjoying the embrace. Through my half shut eyes I saw Emma pull away from her man, and start to lead him out the water. As they came out of the shallow surf I could see he was sporting an impressive hard on. They made for some discarded sun loungers and Emma pushed him down on one. I saw her straddle him and her hips start to move rhythmically.

  “Come on,” I grabbed my guy by the hand and led him up the same stretch of beach. He was hard too, and he could
n’t take his eyes of Emma and his friend. I steered us towards them rather than away. He hesitated nut I pulled him forward, then pushed him down on the next lounger. Emma looked at me and grinned. The guy lay there looking at me, looking across at this friend and I grasped hold of his cock and started to gently work his shaft with my hand. I leant over him, so that my hot breath would fall onto his neck.

  “Would you look at that,” I said, turning my head to look at Emma. “Look at that body, look how she’s fucking him, does that turn you on huh?” All the time I was working his hard cock. I sat back up, I wasn’t ready to fuck yet, but Emma had heard what I’d whispered to him.

  “You like it? You like watching?” She reached a hand over to join mine and to the guys and my surprise started working his shaft along with me. The guy she was fucking was now staring at Emma’s hand working his buddies cock and he started groaning and pumping his hips. Emma let out a laugh. Shit this was hot. I rocked back and sat at the end of the lounger, releasing his cock and letting my fingers find my way to my pussy. This time I was a voyeur, but Emma knew it. I watched her fucking the guy under her jerking off the guy next to her while I sat back and started to finger my own hot wet pussy. My fingers glided to my slit and I could feel my orgasm coming as I watched my friend pleasuring these to guys. My guy didn’t know where to look, his eyes torn between his buddy, his dick and my hand working my own pussy.

  “Fuck yeah” I groaned as I came, and that did the trick for the guy on my lounger, ribbons of spunk shot from his trembling cock. At the sight of that the guy Emma was fucking let out a cry and his hips bucked as he came too.

  Emma slowed then climbed off him, leaving his cock shining in the moonlight. She lay on my lounger alongside the guy I’d been with moments earlier and opened her mouth to start kissing him, her hand running ticklish trails down his body. The guy she’d just been fucking struggled to his elbows confused, I moved from my lounger to his and pushed him back down.

  “Don’t worry,” I whispered, grabbing his cock, slick with his own and Emma’s juices. I pushed my tongue into his mouth and started to stroke his dick, feeling in harden in response to his hands exploring the curves of my body. His fingers slid inside my wetness, his kissing grew more urgent. I looked across and Emma’s mouth was wrapped around the other guys cock, her head pumping up and down. I straddled the guy under me, pushing his hand away and instead moving his lubed cock against my pussy lips. I was sharing my friends fuck, and if felt so horny! I let his cock slide in, delighted in the feeling as he entered me, then I started to rotate my hips, pushing my clit down onto his body, moving in a circular motion. I could feel that Emma’s juices were inside me with his, and I thought about it as I used the friction of his body to bring myself off in record time.

  Next to us the slurping grew to crescendo, there as a cry, the guy had his hand over his eyes and Emma was sitting up smiling as I felt the man’s jism explode inside me.

  Emma stood and pulled me up.

  “Thanks guys,” she said before scooping up her clothes, then she pulled me off at a run up the beach before they could even react.

  We stopped somewhere in the trees and breathlessly dressed, before sauntering back to our hotel room hand in hand. Definitely the best beach party I’d had to date.

  We slept the following night, so we only had a couple of nights left. Emma was determined to go out with a bang, and in the bar she was the centre of attention once again. It didn’t take her long to disappear with a hunky guy. We’d agreed that she wouldn’t go to our room though, that was for me. I’d wanted a man, I’d had one, but now I had another man in sight. A more difficult quarry I’d sited a few time sin the day, older, much older, mid-thirties perhaps. And on holiday with his wife. I’d seen them out already. I’d seen him looking at me. He had dark hair flecked with grey at the temples and light even tan, sparking blue eyes, a strong jaw and a toned body. But he was on holiday with his wife! When we got to the bar that night though he was drinking alone. He smiled at me when we came in, but surprised at seeing him alone for once, I ignored him. By the time we’d ordered our first drinks though I’d already made the arrangement with Emma on the rooms. Just in case...

  Once Emma had gone I politely shrugged off the two guys talking to me and walked over to wear the older man was sitting, making sure I had plenty of sway in my hips. I had on a little strappy red dress and high heels. His eyes lit up as I came to his table.

  “Mind if I sit here?” I asked.

  “Be my guest,” He smiled and I noticed he had really cute smile lines around the corners of his deep blue eyes. Close up he was even more gorgeous and he smelt of a lemony expensive cologne. Suddenly I felt a little out of my depth. What was I going to talk to this guy about? Should I have even come over here? I sipped my drink to hide my confusion.

  “My name’s Cliff,” he held out a hand and I took it. He had a strong, warm, grip.

  “Suzy,” I replied.

  “So what brings you here?”

  “Well, you know, I’m off to college...” as soon as the words were out my mouth I regretted it, now I’d given away how young I was, “my girlfriend and I wanted to come on a last break...” I blurted out, the words trailing away.

  “I see. So you’ve just finished school?”

  “Hm-mm,” was the noncommittal noise I made as I took another gulp of my drink.

  He frowned, “That makes you twice my age, I guess. Wow, if I’d been a bad boy at eighteen you could almost be my daughter.” His eyes crinkled kindly.

  “And were you a bad boy at eighteen?” I arched an eyebrow.

  “I guess I was, yes. I don’t ever remember going over to older ladies tables though...”

  I flushed, “Maybe you just didn’t see the right lady.”

  He nodded, “Maybe. So what brings you to my table?”

  “I’ve seen you here and I thought I’d like to talk to you.”

  “And here we are. You never came over before.”

  “It didn’t seem like the right time.”

  “No, I guess not. My wife’s in bed. I think some bad food or something.” He looked concerned for a moment, “But nothing serious. She’s sleeping, so...” He gestured at the bar.

  “You should enjoy yourself,” I finished for him laying a hand on his thigh. He looked at it surprised but left it there.

  “Well I intend to. How about you?”

  “Oh, I intend to too.” I let my hand trail up his thigh. This time though he shifted uncomfortably in his chair.

  “Look, I’m flattered, but I’m married, and, well, you’re half my age.”

  “I know, that’s what so exciting.”

  He laughed, “I guess you’ve got a point, but I don’t think my wife would agree.”

  I let my hand trace patterns up and down his thigh. “You never know.”

  “Oh, I think I do. Can I get you a drink?” I nodded, but I’d thought he’d call over a waiter, but instead he got up and went to the bar. I realized he’d duped me. This was going to be trickier than I thought. I was going to have to be more aggressive, but only after I’d duped him.

  He came back holding two cocktails and sat down. We made small talk on safe ground, what I was going to study at college, his job. Eventually our glasses were empty.

  “Well Suzy, it’s been fun, but I’ve got to get back to my wife.” He stood up.

  “Okay,” I beamed, “Can you walk me to my room though? I get the creeps going alone?” I saw doubt flicker across his face so I looked at him pleadingly, “Please?”

  “Sure.”

  Off we went, my heart was racing, I had a plan.

  “This is me,” I said, opening the door.

  “Ok, well, goodnight,” he said awkwardly.

  “Wait! Look, I’m not going to invite you in or anything, but could you just help me with something? I got really bad sunburn today and I have to put after sun before I go to bed. Please.” I added seeing the look in his eyes.

  He hesitated, �
��Ok,” He shrugged and came into the room, the door closing behind him.

  “Thank you, it’s so painful otherwise and I can’t sleep. Wait here, I’ll just fetch it.” I popped into the bathroom and grabbed the lotion. I also slipped out my dress, but kept my high heels and panties on.

  I stepped out the bathroom with one arm demurely covering my chest, the other holding the lotion out. I saw his eyes widen and he swallowed hard.

  “If you could just smear it on my back,” I handed him the bottle and turned around. I’d positioned myself so that we were facing the room’s full length mirror, and as I turned I let my arm drop. From his position behind me he could now see me reflected in the mirror. I hard his breathing quicken. He squirted some lotion onto my shoulders and I squealed and gave a wriggle that set my breast bouncing.

  “Thats cold!” I protested.

  He grunted and rubbed some in his hands for a few seconds, then I felt the lubricated warmth of his palms on my back. I gave a loud sigh as he worked the lotion in on my back. I could see him watching my body in the mirror. I held my arms up.

  “Can you do the sides?” I asked innocently, then as his hands worked the sides of my body I could sense that he as having trouble resisting letting them creep forward, so I helped him, pushing my butt back towards his crotch, and gently pulling his hands forward onto my firm young breasts.

  “Suzy...” He groaned as his hands found the hardness of my erect nipples. I could feel the hardness in his trousers as I pushed my ass against him. I took his right hand and slid it slowly down my taut stomach, inside my panties, and we both gasped as his fingers found my wetness. His head nodded forward and he stated to kiss the back of my neck. My hairs stood on end as his fingers probed me and he lay a trail of kisses across my shoulders.