Sacred Thoughts - The Collection

by Alana Chappell

  “Okay,” Abigail agrees as she very carefully stands up in the tub. “Let me get out first and I will help you. I don’t want you fall.” She reaches for her robe and wraps herself up. “Come on,” she says as she reaches for Vanessa’s hand. “Damn, you look sexy all oiled up. I don’t know if I can wait to get to the room.”

  “Too late,” Vanessa says in a joking manner. She wraps herself in her towel and sits down on the chaise. “Let’s enjoy this place a little longer,” she suggests. “Come lie next to me.” She pats the spot next to her and Abigail obliges. Vanessa gently wraps her arms around her and they both get lost in the moment of peace.

  “I just really want to be here with you right now,” Vanessa says as she kisses the back of Abigail’s neck.

  “Me too,” Abigail replies as she finds herself drifting in and out of sleep. The two of them lie in each other’s arms, embracing the moment. Knock, knock. They both open their eyes, not realizing they had both drifted off into slumber.

  “Hello,” a voice says with an accent.

  “Yes?” the girls reply, startled.

  “Your time is up and we must get ready for dinner,” they reply.

  “Okay,” the girls say as they rise to their feet.

  “Thank you, ladies, for your help,” they repeat as they grab their belongings.

  Slowly they make their way to their room down the mahogany floors. Hand in hand, they smile as they will always remember what happened in a Bali Spa.

  Open Seas

  “Kelli, don’t forget to grab the passports,” her husband yells from the kitchen as he is feeding the dogs.

  “I already have them in my purse,” she replies. “What time do we need to be at the airport?”

  “About an hour and a half early. Right now it’s 3:00 p.m., so we should be leaving about now,” her husband Paul replies. He grabs the suitcases that line their living room, counting them: one, two, four bags. He yells out, “Is this really necessary? We are just going to be gone for 5 days. You practically have a suitcase for every day.”

  “Yes, babe, it is necessary. You want me to be sexy for you and that requires four suitcases,” she replies while she giggles.

  Kelli checks the house for any last minute items that need to be done. “All clear,” she says. “All of the windows and doors are locked. Okay, babe, let’s go. We are all ready and everything has been checked. Did you grab all of the bags?” Kelli asks.

  “Yes, I did,” he replies. “All four of them.”

  Again she says jokingly, “I get it, but it will be worth it, I promise.” She smiles.

  They get into their vehicle and buckle up. Before taking off, they lean into each other and kiss each other, smiling, knowing they are about to embark on an excellent journey for just the two of them without any distractions from jobs or responsibilities. As they drive on down the street, each one of them is imagining the ship and the islands that they will soon be on.

  “Paul, what do you look forward to the most about our vacation?”

  “I look forward to getting you on that open balcony and having sex with you from behind on the open seas.”

  “Me too,” she replies with a huge smile on her face. “Oh, look, that is our exit, the one that says US Airways. I am so excited, I can barely stand it. Should we do long term parking? It seems to be a little cheaper. We would be out in the open and in the uncovered parking, but we would save quite a bit of money.”

  “Sounds good,” her husband says. “We will take this spot right here.”

  They quickly exit the car, grabbing their bags so they can get through the airport in plenty of time.

  “Let me have those two bags and you take these two carry-on bags.” They make their way into the airport and towards the US Airways counter.

  “Hello, sir, do you have your boarding passes and Identification?” the woman asks.

  “Yes, I do. They are right here, and these are my wife’s right here.”

  “Thank you,” she says. “So you will be flying nonstop into Tampa, Florida.”

  “That’s correct,” he says.

  “Have a safe trip and enjoy your vacation,” she replies.

  Making their way through security is a breeze and they make their way to the main gate.

  “We are almost there,” Kelli says as she grabs Paul’s hand.

  “Yes, babe, we are.”

  Within a half an hour they are called to start boarding Flight 1225. The flight is a three-hour one, but it seems to fly by because they order a movie to watch on the screens in front of them.

  The flight attendant comes through on the speakers and says, “Welcome, everyone, to Tampa, Florida. Your weather is currently a nice 75 degrees and the skies are clear. Everyone, thanks for flying US Airways and enjoy your stay.”

  Kelli grabs the bags from overhead and they make their way off the plane into beautiful Tampa, Florida. They take a shuttle to their hotel at the Radisson.

  “What time is it?” Kelli asks. There’s a time difference and it looks like it is 7:30 p.m. here. “Are you hungry, babe?”

  “Yes, I am.”

  “Okay, let’s check in and go to the restaurant in the hotel.”

  They arrive at their room and are taken aback at how beautiful the room is. It has been fully remodeled and the beds are so comfortable that they barely want to leave the room.

  “Come on, babe, let’s go before we fall asleep,” Kelli says jokingly. Finally, they are seated in this beautiful restaurant and they both are starving at this point. “What are you going to order?” Kelli asks.

  “The steak special looks good,” he says.

  “That’s what I will have too,” she says. “We really haven’t eaten all day.”

  After being impressed with such good food and quality service, they are ready to wrap up their night and save their energy for getting on the boat tomorrow morning.

  “Let’s go take our showers and get in our comfy bed,” Paul says.

  “Sounds like a plan to me,” Kelli responds.

  Morning time is here and they wake up with energy and spunk and are ready to embark on their first cruise. They have no idea what to expect and are anxious to get on the shuttle to the port where the boats are.

  “There it is, our ship.” They giggle together as Paul places his arm around Kelli.

  “Wow, I can’t believe how big theses ships are. They look like cities on the water.”

  They tip the shuttle driver and their luggage is checked in as they make their way through the check-in process. Finally reaching the ramp to cross into the boat, they stop and ask someone to take a picture of them in the entrance.

  “Wow,” they both say as they enter onto the boat. “This is beautiful.” There are glass elevators and beautiful baby grand pianos, surrounded by beautiful carpeting and art work.

  “Let’s go find our stateroom; after all, that was the main reason for being here.”

  They take the elevator to the sixth floor, then walk down a hallway filled with staterooms on the left and right.

  “These hallways are lengthy and confusing,” Paul says.

  “Oh, look, baby, here it is,” Kelli says in an excited voice. They grab their sea pass card and the door opens.

  “Oh,” they both say as the door opens. The first thing you see is the balcony straight back looking over the beautiful ocean. They both put down their bags and make their way straight to the balcony.

  “Finally,” Paul says as he places his arm around Kelli. They passionately start kissing on the balcony and Kelli stops to say, “Why don’t we check out the rest of the boat?”

  “Sounds like a plan,” Paul says.

  “Do you have your key?” Kelli says.

  “Yes I do,” he answers.

  As they retreat
out of their room, they explore the boat and are able to view the several bars and clubs that are on the boat. They run across a movie theatre and skating rink, rock climbing and something called a wave rider.

  “I can’t believe how many things there are to do on this boat. I don’t know if we are going to have enough time to do everything. This is overwhelming.”

  “It is,” Paul says, “but we are also on vacation and that’s what we are going to do. We are going to try things we have never tried before and explore new beaches and islands.”

  Honk goes the boat’s horn loudly, catching them completely off guard. The captain comes on the speaker and says, “We will be taking off shortly. Meet up on deck 11 to watch us sail away from Tampa.”

  “Ooh,” says Kelli, “let’s make our way up there.” They find an elevator and take it to deck 11 where they will watch this magnificent boat take off. They find themselves a spot on along the railing as they feel the boat’s engine rev up for launch. They are surrounded by people who are just as excited as they are. The feeling in the air is light and crisp, and the Calypso band begins to play the sounds of the Caribbean.

  “Our vacation has started and there is no other place in the world I would rather be than with you right here, right now,” Kelli says.

  Paul reaches around Kelli as they intertwine their arms together. “I feel the same way.”

  Hours pass as they watch the boat sail away from the dock, and the sun has set on a beautiful ocean with only the clear crystal water bouncing off its reflection.

  “Should we retire down to our room?” Paul says.

  “Yes, we should. Let’s go shower and get into something more comfortable.”

  Making their way back to the room, their eyes are filled with the beautiful lights that surround the inside of the ship, and their ears are filled with laughter and the sounds of slot machines in the distance. They find themselves in their stateroom where they each take turns taking showers and prepping for a night of fantastic love making. Paul gets out of the shower and slips into his black silk pajamas and Kelli makes her way into the shower. Paul opens a bottle of champagne that was left in their stateroom and pours a couple of glasses while Kelli is in the shower. Shortly after Kelli gets out of the shower and has on a sexy black lacy teddy that is completely see through.

  “You look incredibly sexy,” he says as he makes his way over to her. “I must be the luckiest man in the world.”

  “Ah,” Kelli says, “I must be the luckiest woman in the world to be with the sweetest man ever.”

  He places a glass of champagne in her hand and makes a toast “to the best vacation ever, may we enjoy every minute of it.” They clank their glasses together and take a drink. Paul gently grabs the glass from Kelli’s hand and places it on the table. He grabs her by the waist and presses her body up against his; he gently caresses her hair as he looks deep into her eyes. The moonlit sky is their romantic backdrop as it creates a romantic mood for the two of them.

  “I love you,” Paul says while looking into Kelli’s eyes.

  “I love you too, babe.”

  He goes in for a kiss as they passionately embrace. The light crisp air that flows through her lacy black nightgown has pierced her nipples as she presses up against her husband. As the passion grows, Kelli can feel her husband rise in his silk pajamas while grinding up against her. He turns her around to face the ocean as they look over the balcony; he lifts her gown and begins to kiss the back of her thighs. He makes his way up to her beautiful, round ass and caresses it with his lips. She lets out a little moan as he leans back into her. Carefully he kisses the back of her neck while reaching around and grabbing her perky nipples.

  “I wonder if anyone can see or hear us,” he whispers in her ear.

  “I hope so,” she says with a little snicker.

  The splashing and crashing of the waves are intense and only heighten the experience they are having on the balcony. He turns her around and spreads her legs. He tells her to take off the nightgown she is wearing. “I want to see your entire body tonight.” He leans down and gently begins to lick her clit. She is overwhelmed by the sensation she is feeling. He continues to make his way with his tongue inside of her. She finds herself becoming weak as he is tongue fucking her uncontrollably. Kelli desperately tries to keep herself quiet but is overwhelmed by the wet, warm tongue that is penetrating her.

  At this point, she needs to take control of the situation before the neighbors hear her, so she tells her husband to go lie down on the lawn chair provided on the deck. He makes his way over to the chair and lies on his back, fully erect. “Let me take care of you,” she says as she pushes his silky pajama pants off down to his ankles. She then takes her naked body, underneath the moonlit sky, and begins to suck her husband off. She grabs his large, hard cock and places it in her mouth while bouncing her ass up and down in the air. He reaches around to feel her ass as she has him in her mouth.

  “You’re so fucking sexy. Come here,” he says as he grabs her by the waist and pulls her on top of him. “I really need you right now,” he says. She straddles him and places him inside of her; she loses it and lets out a moan that the neighbors are sure to hear. He pulls her in closer by grabbing her ass and grinding impulsively. She leans into him and he grabs her breast and starts to suck on her nipple. As she rises to a sitting position, he looks up at her as she begins to grind harder and harder on top of him.

  She abruptly gets off of him and says, “This is always what I have fantasized about.” She leans over the glass balcony and tells him to get behind her, and he places his hard erect cock inside of her from the back. He holds onto her waist as she holds onto the railing. Immediately he starts pounding her from behind.

  “Is this what you want?” he says.

  “Yes,” she tries to mumble as her voice becomes creaky from the pounding. As the pounding gets harder, she finds herself becoming filled with the sensation to cum. “Don’t stop,” she says, “it feels so good.” He reaches around and grabs her breast as he pulls her closer to his body. “Uh,” she says, “I’m going to cum. Ah, oh my God!” she screams as she cums all over his dick.

  “If they didn’t hear us before, they definitely did now,” he says as he giggles. She bends over a little further so they can continue their escapade.

  “Babe, I want you to cum.”

  “Don’t you worry,” he says, “I am.” She places more emphasis in pounding back into her husband. The quicker and harder they pump, the more she is gripping the railing. Paul begins to intensify as his feelings are becoming heightened. “Ugh.” He lets out a deep moan as he grabs a hold of Kelli’s ass. “Damn, baby,” he responds as he cums inside of her. He needs a second to recover from his legs weakening. “I have never cum on the ocean,” he says as he pulls out of her, looking for a towel to clean up with. “We have made a mess out here.”

  The two of them laugh as they pick up their clothes and wine glasses. “Yes, we did,” Kelli responds, “but at least it was fun.” They embrace as they stand out on the balcony holding each other in their arms.

  “Well, was the extra money, time and energy well spent in getting a balcony room?” Kelli says.

  “Indeed it was,” he responds. “Indeed it was.”

  Language Of Love

  “Te quiero tan mal. Su piel es tan suave y hueles tan bien,” Marcel whispers in Evangeline’s ear as he holds her close.

  “Mmm,” she moans. What does that mean? She thinks to herself as she presses up against his chest. He smells so good and he feels so incredible.

  He looks deep into her eyes and says, “Eres tan bonita.” His eyes are big, brown and beautiful and his voice oozes sexiness. His lips are round and full, begging to be sucked on. He looks at her, hoping she can grasp just one word of what he is saying.

  She stares into his eyes and tells him, “You are so damn se
xy.”

  He stares at her intently as if he understands what she just said. He looks down at her beautiful, red lips that have been painted on with the finest lipstick. His mouth reaches for her lips as they both move in closer, feeling the warmth of each other’s breath. Their lips touch and Marcel pulls Evangeline’s face in very softly as his full lips touch hers.

  “Mmm,” she moans as he gently touches her mouth with his tongue. They press their bodies together as Venezuelan music fills the air with romance.

  “Tus labios son tan suaves,” Marcel whispers as he holds her close.

  Again she stares into his eyes, hoping to grasp just a little piece of English. “This communication barrier is making me nuts,” she says to herself.

  The cobblestoned streets resemble something out of movie. They romantically continue to dance in the street with nothing but a dim streetlight upon them. Couples are gathered around the tables that fill the sidewalks. The love of Venezuela fills the air as she takes in every moment of this perfect evening. They dance together as the most beautiful music serenades the two of them, freezing them in this very moment. He starts to sing to her in his native language and his voice is intoxicating. Feeling like putty in his hands, he dips her as he whispers the words to the love song. Her hair is long, black and wavy as he runs his hands through it. She is completely intoxicated by how attentive and incredibly romantic he appears to be.

  She smiles as he looks into her eyes. I have no idea what he is saying to me, she thinks to herself as she continues to smile at him.

  He grabs a hold of her hand and says, “Le permite disfrutar de un paseo.” Evangeline can only assume this means ‘let’s go on a walk’ as he guides her down the street.

  As they walk further down the street you can hear the faint sound of a stream that must be nearby. The street lights no longer illuminate the path for them as they continue further down the street. The mood becomes sexually heightened as the streets become darker. He looks over at her to see how she is feeling. “Está bien?” he asks as he looks at her.