After we’d been moving along for a few moments, Eve cut the Jet Ski to the right and we started heading in a parallel direction along the beach. I could see the tourists near the shore, nude and clothed alike, jumping in and out of the water and attempting to body surf the mostly tame waves. The sun was high overhead in the cloudless sky, and the weather couldn’t have been more gorgeous. I was suddenly glad that Eve had rented the Jet Ski – it really was fun.
Up ahead of us, I noticed that Eve seemed to have a destination in mind. A long, green island – much smaller than Saint Martin or even the whole of Orient Beach – stretched out about a mile away in the direction Eve was headed. If I didn’t know better…
“Are we stopping there?” I half-yelled into her ear, trying not to be drowned out by the motor.
“Yep!”
“Why?”
“You’ll see,” she repeated, giggling like a school girl.
I shrugged, perfectly content to gently stroke Eve’s breasts in rhythmic motion as the island loomed ever closer in front of us. To be honest, I had a pretty good idea of why we were headed there…but why spoil Eve’s surprise? The chilly spray of the ocean mixed with the warm glow of the sun mixed together very comfortably, and I could have stayed on that Jet Ski with Eve forever.
We arrived at the island a few minutes later, and Eve slowed the machine down as we came to a rest on the sandbar. Functionally, the island wasn’t overly impressive…a pleasant but generic sandbar extended out about a half-mile or so in either direction, and the middle of the island dissolved into a small oasis of tropical shrubs and trees. The best thing about it, I couldn’t fail to notice, was the utter lack of people. We were, amazingly, completely alone – even though we could clearly see the beach we’d arrived from less than a mile away.
“This is nice,” I said, slipping off the Jet Ski and digging my feet into the sand at the water’s edge. It was powdery and cool, and the water lapped at my feet as I took a few steps. I wasn’t lying – it was nice. Living on a cruise ship leaves you used to mass crowds wherever you went. A little time away from the din of thousands of people was welcome every now and then.
Eve hadn’t seemed to hear me, or she was choosing to ignore it. She crossed her arms, putting her luscious breasts on display for me. “Alright, we’re alone now – I’m getting naked, and I don’t really mind if you want to have your way with me because of it.”
I blushed, feeling both embarrassed and excited. Eve had paid for a Jet Ski to take us to a semi-private island…and she knew what would happen once she took the rest of her clothes off. I’d never done it on the beach before – hell, I’d never done it in public period. Eve was good at finding things I was a virgin at.
I wondered briefly whether or not she’d ever done anything in public before, but when she reached down and slipped her fingers under the fabric of her bikini bottoms, my mind went completely blank.
It wasn’t as though I hadn’t seen her naked before – hell, I’d probably seen her nude more often than I’d seen her clothed over the last few days. Something about the scene before me though was different than everything that had happened before.
My gorgeous girlfriend, completely nude on a deserted beach, was absolutely stunning in the open sunlight. The ocean mist that had covered our bodies from the Jet Ski made her skin twinkle like a thousand glittering diamonds, and her green eyes were glinting mischievously as she beckoned me forward.
I stumbled forward as if compelled towards her. I couldn’t tear my eyes away from her, and I suddenly felt confined in my two-piece. I unhooked my top and dropped on the sand by my feet, letting my breasts feel the warm sunlight.
Eve grinned at me, closing the distance between us and wrapping my body in her arms, kissing me both gently and passionately. I returned the kiss with gusto, catching her hair in my fingers and putting my hand on the back of her head, trying to pull her even closer into me. I literally couldn’t get enough of her.
I felt her fingers on my bikini bottoms, and I turned my attention to nipping at Eve’s neck while she lowered the rest of my swimsuit to the ground. Through the lust that was driving me, I was wary of the fact that we could still be seen from the beach right across the bay…but I couldn’t bring myself to pull away from Eve. I pressed my lips against her body as if we were the only ones left in the world.
Fortunately for us, Eve had slightly more common sense than I did. Looking over my shoulders and noticing the beach we’d come from, she smiled sheepishly and pulled me backwards with her, towards the trees off in the center of the island. The sand felt warm beneath my feat the further we moved away from the water.
“I guess we shouldn’t be so conspicuous,” Eve said, smirking as she led us further from the hopefully-not-so-curious eyes of the Orient Beach tourists. We walked under the sparse canopy of palm trees and stepped over rocks and shells as we moved along.
It wasn’t long before we reached the opposite shore – the island was long but narrow, thankfully. The beach was virtually identical to the one we’d arrived at, right down the cool shoreline and soft sand beneath our feet. Thankfully, however, the only thing we could see looking out into the water was a sailboat in the far distance. We were practically on a world of our own.
Eve turned to me, smiling her usual Chershire cat smile as she advanced in my direction. “I want you,” she murmured, licking her lips seductively. Knowing was coming, I thrust my hands out and caught her shoulders, holding her in place.
“Uh-uh,” I warned, my eyes trained meaningfully on hers. “You first this time.”
“But-” she whined, but I stopped her with a finger on her lips.
“No buts. I warned you yesterday – I want to make you feel the way you make me feel…and if that means we don’t have time to make me cum, oh well. I get to dote on you, too, you know.”
Eve opened her mouth as if to argue, but decided against it at the last minute and winked at me. “If you say so…but I will get you later.”
I shrugged, not really carrying about anything but the beautiful, moist body before me. I wanted her more than I’d ever wanted anything in my whole life, and I wasn’t going to wait any longer. We were right on the rim of the beach, and I half-lowered, half-pushed her onto the grassy edge.
She landed gracefully onto the ground and spread her legs as she’d done at the show the night before, and there were no crowds to keep me from her this time. I collapsed onto the ground at her feet and gently, teasingly, slid my tongue against her lower lips.
She cried out at my touch, obviously as turned on as I was. Her legs quivered convulsively as I slid my tongue inside of her, tasting her moisture and cum from our little game at the sex shop. I was in a frenzy as I lapped at her, suddenly wishing that we’d brought the stuff we’d purchased.
No use worrying about it, but it didn’t change the fact that I desperately wanted to attach the strap-on and fuck her like she deserved.
Since the bag was sitting in a locker a mile or two away, I made do with what I had – and slid two fingers into her well-moistened pussy. She gasped for breath as my fingers rubbed past her clit, and my tongue traced her lower lips all the way up to the silvery little pearl that waited for me.
Her hands, usually so gentle on my skin, gripped the back of my neck and pulled me even closer as her body tensed. I didn’t mind - I reveled in the feeling of her needing my touch.
“Amanda, Amanda, oh God…shit, Amanda, you’re so, so good…oh, god…” Eve cried out, her voice cracking as her fingers alternated between stroking my hair lovingly and nearly yanking it out. Her mouth was hanging open as if caught in a silent scream, and her muscles tightened around my fingers as her moisture leaked down to my wrists.
I was in heaven – after all the teasing and one-sided love-making, I’d finally been able to make Eve writhe in pleasure the way she’d made me done ever since our first time together. It was an exhilarating feeling, making a gorgeous woman like Eve submit beneath my touch – I would happi
ly tell the whole world I was a lesbian if I could keep doing this to her for the rest of my life.
Feeling that she needed a final touch, I tried to slide a third finger into her. Eve’s pussy was tight, unbelievably so – but her legs spread even further and I was barely able to fit it in. Her breathing was ragged, and I’d been with her long enough to know that she was getting close. Sneaking a peek up at her face, I saw her eyes clamped shut from the pleasure and intensity of the moment.
I briefly considered pulling back and making her wait, to tease her a bit – but even as I thought it, my fingers moved faster in and out of her slit, willing her to cum. I didn’t want her to wait; I wanted her to scream my name when I brought her to the brink of pleasure. Besides, her legs were wrapped around my neck and pinning me to her – I couldn’t have pulled away from her if I’d wanted to.
It was a good thing, too…her hands wrapped themselves in my hair and held me in place as her pussy tightened around my fingers, almost to the point of hurting me. Her whole body seemed to vibrate as if being electrically shocked, and I heard the sound of her screaming out in pleasure.
I lapped at her harder than I ever had, and the moisture that leaked out around my fingers seemed to flow like an open faucet. A creamy white liquid began to leak out near her clit, and I happily licked it up. I was beyond happy, having finally made her really cum.
It was a full twenty seconds or so before she was able to lower her head back onto the grass in utter exhaustion. Having served their purpose, I carefully pulled my fingers out from inside of her and licked them clean. I had never been so turned on in my entire life, and her moisture seemed to burn against my tongue like wine as I swallowed her. I wanted more.
“That…w…was…” Eve attempted, but gave up before getting any real thoughts out. Her eyelids were shut, and her mouth was curled into a smile. It wasn’t the usually sly, Cheshire cat smile that she usually gave me, though…this one was tentative, almost embarrassed. It was so cute and out of place on Eve’s face that I laughed.
“…’s…’sfunny?” Eve asked, sort of.
“You, silly,” I said, flopping down on the grass next to her. I could feel the moisture dripping out of me as I moved, but I ignored it. Eve was in no condition to reciprocate, and that was okay with me. I’d done what I’d wanted to do – I could wait. “I’m not used to seeing you, uh…shy? Is that the right word?”
“Fucked silly is closer,” Eve muttered, nearly inaudibly. “You’re so…good…I…”
“Shhh,” I whispered, kissing her ear tenderly. The grass was so warm and peaceful that despite my lust for her, I was perfectly content just lying down and resting in the afternoon sun. Eventually, she would be able to return the favor…and, eventually, we’d have to return the Jet Ski and head back to the Excelsius so it wouldn’t leave us here.
That was later, though. This moment, with my lover breathing softly beside me and the glorious sun above basking our nude bodies with warmth… I wanted this moment to never end.
Because…beyond the sex and the fun…I knew in my heart that this week-long trip would not be last forever. Resting my head on her trembling shoulder, I hoped beyond hope that Eve’s feelings for me would continue after disembarkation day…because I was dead certain that mine would continue for a long time…if not the rest of my life.
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