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Vacation Time Again
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        The trip to the island was pleasant enough, except for the mild
   turbulence that had lasted twenty minutes.  Now the hot, humid, tropical
   air wrapped around him like a wet blanket, making even the casual clothes
   he wore seem confining and sodden.  Jeff picked up his bag and rode the
   special chartered bus to the hotel.  The bus wasn't a marvel of modern
   technology. It was a 1958 Ford bus, well preserved and sound, but lacking
   air conditioning as well as soft seats. The vinyl seats made the heat seem
   worse, causing him to soak the back of his shirt with sweat.
        Jeff mused over the last time he'd been this hot riding a bus. That
   had been eight years ago, riding a military bus when he was stationed at
   Guam.  He did some calculations and figured that this island was just
   south of Guam, and some 1200 miles west.  At least this time he wouldn't
   have to wear a stifling uniform.
        The resort hotel was pleasant, modern but built with a nostalgic
   touch.  The guests queued up in the lobby, with the staff handling their
   arrival efficiently.  Jeff glanced around at the other guests, those that
   had arrived with him and those already into their vacations.  He smiled
   inwardly, congratulating himself on making the right choice.  He'd heard
   how some places show ads with young, athletic looking people at the
   resort, but their clientele is made up mostly of retired senior citizens.
   This resort had some seniors to be sure, but plenty of younger guests.
        Jeff found his room, unlocked it and entered.  Pleasant and cool,
   with air conditioning for comfort.  He dropped his bag and looked over the
   pamphlet of activities, the same ones that a young staffer had explained
   earlier while Jeff only half listened.  Jeff knew that bored monotone
   voice was the way he sounded before this trip, and besides, he was
   watching a very sexy brunette walk through the lobby in shorts.
        Jeff decided that he would walk the beach, let the sand sift between
   his toes and make no decisions for a while.  He hadn't walked barefoot on
   a beach in years, and he smiled longingly as he began undressing.  He
   found his trunks, and put them on, looking in the large mirror at his
   body.  At 32, Jeff was still in good shape, thanks to tri-weekly trips to
   the gym and bicycling to do his errands.
        Walking down the beach proved to be delightful.  The fine white sand
   shifted and gave under his feet.  There was a light breeze which didn't
   cool him much, but felt good anyhow.  All along the beach, here and there,
   were people sunning themselves, completely relaxed.  They were spread out
   enough to give each blanket dweller or couple privacy, but close enough
   for Jeff to take in several at a time.  Some of the women were very
   shapely in their bikinis, and some of the men looked trim.  Jeff would
   wonder whenever he saw a mismatched pair, a heavy man and shapely woman or
   the reverse.  Physical appearances change over the years Jeff knew.  Just
   two years ago he'd been overweight, and out of shape.  Now he felt
   terrific, free and so alive.
        Jeff approached the end of the beach where it was cutoff by a outcrop
   of volcanic rock.  The fifteen foot high wall of rock divided the smooth
   sands of the beach neatly, and Jeff wondered how many aeons had passed
   since the volcano poured its hot lava down to the ocean.  The rocks were
   worn smooth by wind, sand, and rain.  He was about to turn and go inland
   when he saw motion atop the end of the rocks.
        The woman stood on top of the old lava flow, walking towards the sea.
   She pulled her neon orange swimsuit bottoms over her cheeks as she walked.
   Jeff noticed her breasts were bare, and he could see the tan lines were
   her fair skin gleamed in contrast to her tan.  Fascinated he watched her
   stop at the end of the rocks, swing her arms back, then forwards, diving
   off the rocks, out of sight.
        Jeff now walked up the beach, to climb around the rock outcropping
   and see what was on the other side.  He found a small fence and followed
   its wooden pickets down the other side, stopping at a gate that hung over
   a well worn pathway.  A sign on the gate held his attention for a moment.
   "Clothing optional beach. Adults only", the sign read.  It was painted by
   hand, in a neat lettering.  Jeff pushed the gate open and headed in,
   feeling a growing sensation in his loins.
        On the beach people lounged about in however much, or little, fit
   their taste.  Most of the women were topless, and there were quite a few
   fully naked women.  The men seemed evenly divided, most wearing very brief
   suits.  Jeff felt that his squarish boxer trunks made him overdressed. He
   strolled down the beach, looking out towards the sea at the exposed
   people. A young woman ran past him, looking over her shoulder to catch a
   frisbee, her firm young breasts bouncing happily.  She caught the plastic
   disc, and spun, flinging it back towards a naked young man, her breasts
   swaying and even slapping together audibly.  She ignored Jeff, shouting at
   her friend's clumsiness as he missed the frisbee.
        Jeff strolled on, and about halfway down the beach, stopped to remove
   his trunks.  The air felt good on his newly exposed skin, and the warm sun
   seemed to caress his skin, a feeling he found exhilarating.  He wadded the
   trunks into a ball, carrying them in his hand.  A shapely woman of about
   fifty approached him, walking with a much younger woman of perhaps 20.
   Both of them were as naked as Jeff, laughing and talking.  The older woman
   was nice looking, with a light tan, full breasts that sagged a bit, and
   shapely legs.  Jeff thought that without looking at her face, he might've
   guessed her to be only 35. Only the graying hair and the maturity of her
   face gave away her secret.  The younger woman was a knockout however. Very
   shapely, with smallish breasts, a slim waist, and slender but tantalizing
   hips.  Her golden hair trailed behind her, hanging down almost to her
   waist, and her deep tan made her hair glow.  Jeff's eyes compared the
   triangles of curly hair between the four approaching legs, preferring the
   soft, almost luminescence of the blonde's to that of the darker bush of
   her companion.  Jeff noticed the complete lack of tan lines on the younger
   girl.
        The three bodies came close, then diverted slightly to avoid a
   collision.  The women looked at Jeff, their eyes just briefly glancing
   down together. Both smiled, as did Jeff.
        "G'afternoon ladies." Jeff managed in a pleasant fashion.
        Both of them smiled and the younger one laughed a little. "Hello",
   and "G'day" came their responses as they passed.
        Jeff resisted the urge to stop and watch them walk away, at least
   until he'd travelled three more steps.  He paused and turned, seeing the
   blonde looking over her shoulder at him turn her head away again.  From
   behind, the two looked much closer in age.  The blonde's slim behind
   wagged invitingly, and she was a beauty to watch with her even tan.
        Jeff wandered down the beach again, and saw a naked, fair skinned
   young lady with a wide brimmed hat attempt to put a beach umbrella into
   the fine sand.  She had a lovely figure, with breasts large enough to sway
   erotically as she struggled with the uncooperative contraption.  Jeff
   walked towards her, approaching her from the side of her blanket.  Still
   thirty feet away she turned her back on Jeff and bent over to pick up the
   umbrella again, exposing her nicely shaped behind and the wonderful shape
   of her pussy. Her creamy white skin seemed out of place here, until Jeff
   noticed the reddish-orange hair under the wide brim of her hat.  Jeff
   slowed and waited until she stood again and turned her profile to him.
        "Need a hand?", Jeff asked politely.  The woman turned, and Jeff felt
   his heart jump.  Her face was a lovely and delicate as the rest of her.
        "Um, well, yes, I could use some help.", She said, glancing over
   Jeff's nudity.
        Jeff took the umbrella from her hands, and looked at the base. It was
   squared off, not pointed.
        "We'll have to dig a small hole in the sand for it.", He said matter
   of factly.  "There's no point for it to dig in."
        "I was trying to avoid that.", the redhead said glumly.
        Jeff knelt in the sand and began scooping handfuls aside until he
   found the damp, packed sand underneath.  He scooped out several handfuls
   and then put the umbrella into the pocket. It wanted to pry the sand up,
   so Jeff scraped out several more handfuls.
        "Now, let's see if this works.", Jeff said, glancing at the redhead
   who sat on her haunches, watching with her hands on her thighs.  Jeff put
   the pole into the deep pocket, finding that it wasn't wide enough to
   accomodate the umbrella. He stood, grasping the umbrella and jamming it
   down into the hole as deep as it would go.  When he felt it hit bottom, he
   looked at the redhead, intending to ask her to pack the loose sand around
   the pole.  She was still staring with wide, blue eyes at his crotch,
   watching his flesh sway and bounce as he moved.  Jeff smiled and began
   packing the sand around the pole with his feet, giving the redhead more to
   stare at.  Her stare aroused him, and he felt his shaft growing slowly, a
   little embarrassed by it.
        "There you go.", Jeff said, finishing. "Nice and deep."
        "Oh, um, thanks.", She said, tearing her eyes off Jeff's gonads.
        "By the way, I'm Jeff.", He said, smiling down at her.
        "Hi, I'm Bev.", the redhead replied. "Care for some shade?"
        Jeff smiled and nodded, looking down and watching her open the
   umbrella's canopy.  He drank in the shape of her lush breasts, which were
   just full enough to be enjoyable.  Her behind was round and smooth,
   blending with her thighs by way of subtle curves.  Bev brushed sand off
   her hands and sat down on the blanket, leaving only her legs in the sun.
   Jeff slipped under the umbrella beside her, his arm touching hers briefly.
        In that brief contact, he felt the electricity jump between them, and
   saw her slight jump.  Bev turned and rummaged in her small bag, pulling
   out a plastic bottle of suntan lotion.
        "I have to put this on before I turn lobster red.", she said. "One of
   the curses for being a redhead."
        "Fair skin has disadvantages doesn't it?", Jeff replied calmly.
        "Oh! You know it!", Bev laughed. She proceeded to tell Jeff of the
   teasing she'd taken all her life about "blinding" people with her fair
   skin at the beach, and how, even her sister at least had freckles that
   darkened. Jeff watched her spread the oil over her legs, working her way
   up to her stomach. He had a hard time tearing his eyes from her orange
   pubic bush, fascinated by the luxuriously thick triangle of hair.
        "But being a redhead has other advantages.", Jeff laughed.
        "Hmm, yeah, I suppose.", Bev replied, then launched into a humorous
   string of stories about being called "red", "carrot top" and other names.
   She was spreading the suntan lotion over her breasts, making them wobble
   erotically, glistening in the tropical sun. "I was about five or six, and
   some woman in a store said, 'my aren't you pretty, and where did you get
   that red hair?'  Well, I looked at her and fluffed my hair and said 'out
   of a bottle'!"
        Jeff laughed hard, imagining the look on the woman's face. Bev
   finished her front and handed Jeff the bottle. "Would you mind doing my
   back?", she asked, looking intently at his face.
        "I suppose I could force myself.", Jeff said playfully.
        "Oh! Fine then! I'll just tan my front for a while instead.", Bev
   shot back in mock offense.
        Jeff grabbed the bottle. "Turn over you flirt, before I paddle your
   bottom for being a snot."
        "Gee-awd.", Bev smiled, "What a brute. And helpless me at your mercy
   too!"  Bev rolled over, propping herself up on her elbows, leaving her
   hips flat on the blanket.
        "Helpless and naked.", Jeff said, pouring some lotion on her back.
   "Not a bad combination."  Jeff was glad that her back was turned, as his
   shaft had begun to rise beyond mere arousal.  As his hand spread the warm
   oil over her shoulders and back, his shaft became more insistent about
   standing, and Jeff moved himself around so that she wouldn't see it if she
   turned her head his way.
        "Men! Always taking advantage of us poor helpless females.", Bev shot
   back in an amused tone. "Always thinking with their groins."
        "Women!", Jeff retorted. "Always teasing us poor guys, getting us all
   hot and bothered, then laughing about it."
        "Ha!", Bev said, "Rough, tough, macho guys can't take it can you?"
        Jeff had covered her back with the slick oil, and now her behind was
   the only dry area of skin left to be covered.  Jeff poured some of the oil
   into his hand.
        "Careful, remember I have you naked and helpless.", Jeff admonished
   her tongue-in-cheek.
        "Riiiight.", Bev said. "Just what do you think you can do on a beach
   full of people that I couldn't...couldn't...ohhhhh."
        Jeff's hand slid up from the bottom of her behind, spreading oil over
   her round ass as she talked. He'd pulled her left globe like cheek,
   spreading her cheeks. His fingers brushed lightly over her bush as he slid
   to the other cheek, causing her to stammer.  While his hand rose up her
   ass, pulling the right cheek open, he'd poured a little of the oil out,
   just above her anus, and watched as it rolled down her body, trickling
   along her pussy.  Bev went silent for a long moment, and Jeff slid his
   slick fingers along her pussy, spreading the oil over her damp folds,
   making Bev's hips arch slightly and a surprised moan escape her mouth.
        "I could do lots of things here on the beach.", Jeff said softly,
   caressing her slippery labia. "Things that you might enjoy."
        "I...I...mmmmmmm.", Bev moaned breathlessly.
        Jeff's fingers had parted her labia, finding her own oils to spread.
   Bev's hips moved upwards slightly, and her legs parted a little more.
        "What...what sort of things?", Bev said in a loud whisper, her eyes
   closed.
        Jeff pressed his finger forward, sliding into her opening. Bev moaned
   softly, parting her legs even more. "These kinds of things.", Jeff
   whispered.
        "Ooohhaaa.", Bev moaned. "What else?"
        Jeff's cock lurched, fully rigid, standing to its full eight inches.
   He moved deliberately, brushing the head against her lower ribs. "How's
   this?", he asked, slipping his finger in further, and using the others to
   reach down and caress her clitoris.
        "Ohhhhhhh I-I'm gonna cum!", Bev moaned softly, arching her oily ass
   up so Jeff's fingers could stroke her clit unimpaired.  Jeff felt her
   pussy throb and grasp his finger, and her legs closed, trapping his hand
   between her legs. "Mmmmmmmmmm."
        Her quivering ass held Jeff's hand, and he slowly flexed his finger,
   flexing his cock against her side in time with his finger. Bev's hips
   slowly writhed about, moistening his fingers with her cream.  Silently
   they continued, and her legs parted again.
        "Stay still.", Jeff whispered, then he removed his hand and moved to
   straddle her thighs, resting his cock between her cheeks.  Jeff poured
   some more oil on her back and began rubbing it in. Leaning forward to
   reach her shoulders forced his cock to slide between her cheeks, and Bev
   squeezed, trying to grip the long, hard shaft. "Relax, be still.", Jeff
   said.  He glanced around and no one was paying attention, the nearest
   people being almost a hundred yards away.  He leaned forward, and
   whispered in her ear. "Naked and helpless."
        Bev gave a light, moaning sign, hearing those words. Jeff sat back,
   and pressed his thick shaft between her cheeks, sliding it right into her
   pussy with a slow, even thrust.
        "Ohhhhhhhh gawwwwwwdd!", Bev moaned, feeling his swollen rod invade
   her depths. She arched her hips back, letting him drive deeper.
        Jeff felt his cock enter, then slide inside her, the arch of her
   hips, and the slippery wetness that flowed around him. He was very aroused
   and feared that he would come much too quickly.  An idea flickered into
   his head, turning a premature ejaculation into an erotic coup.
        "Stay very, very still.", Jeff said quietly, leaning over her back.
   He still pretended to be massaging her with oil, and then flexed his cock
   hard, pressing it deep into her. Bev moaned again and her hips moved up
   and down slowly, erotically. Jeff's hips moved too, a barely perceptible
   rocking, in time with his flexing.
        "Cum in me.", Bev gasped, "Please, cum IN me."
        Jeff couldn't resist her voice, her lush, oily softness. His cock
   swelled, and his hip drove forward, pressing hard against her buttocks. He
   felt the surge expand his cock, and his thick semen erupted like a gusher
   from the head, deep into this hot redhead's cunt.
        Bev felt it too, deep within, a surging tide that washed up over the
   inner walls of her pussy, coating them with warm sperm. Her pussy
   contracted, gripping the thick invader of her cunt, sucking and milking
   the warm cum into her.  She spasmed and moaned, feeling the throbbing that
   seemed intent on spreading her wide open, even though it expanded only by
   a few millimeters at best.
        The two of them stayed still for long moments, unable to move, to
   speak.  Then Jeff leaned forward, whispering.
        "You, m'lady, are something else!", He said, kissing her ear softly.
        "Gawd!", Bev moaned. "You got me so hot!"
        Jeff and Bev moved apart, looking at each other as if for the first
   time.  Bev looked even more radiantly beautiful than before, her face
   slightly flushed, and her blue eyes sparkling.  The two finally headed up
   the beach toward the resort.  Jeff donned his trunks, and Bev put on her
   bikini, a tiny lime green affair with almost no covering for her behind.
   Bev said that she felt very hot, since Jeff's thick cum had run down her
   thighs as they walked up the beach.  Jeff reassured her that it wasn't
   visible against the oily sheen of her body.  Jeff's body glistened too,
   from sweat, not oil.
        They went to Jeff's room, after Bev said that she was sharing hers
   with others.  They showered together, soaping each other up and exploring
   those ever-important erogenous zones.  Bev had difficulty letting go of
   Jeff's erect shaft, wanting to stroke it, roll it between her hands and
   feel its warmth.
        They toweled off and Jeff led her to the bed, but Bev pushed him onto
   his back.  "My turn.", Bev said playfully.
        Bev took her turn at pleasing, and Jeff relaxed.  Bev slowly pumped
   his cock up and down, examining it closely. A drop of pre-cum formed at
   the tip, and Bev licked it off, tasting his salty juice.
        Bev moved down between Jeff's legs, and licked his balls, still
   stroking his shaft.  Her tongue traced a line from the base, up the
   underside to the head.  Jeff looked down and watched Bev press the wet tip
   against her cheek, spreading the thin pre-cum over her cheek and upper
   lip.  Bev swirled her tongue around the head of the throbbing shaft, then
   sucked.
        Her mouth felt like warm, slick velvet, and Jeff moaned as her lips
   encircled the base of his shaft.  Bev moved back, keeping her lips at the
   base, lowered her head until the tip of his cock pointed at his feet. The
   pressure he felt seemed constraining, like a tight pair of pants with a
   massive hard-on.  His cock was fully engulfed in her mouth and throat,
   throbbing and flexing. Now, slowly, Bev slid back and off his cock,
   pressing her lips tightly around him, using her tongue to press him to the
   roof of her mouth, lightly grazing the top of his shaft with her teeth.
        "Ohhhh gawd!", Jeff moaned. "Ohhhhhhhh!"
        Bev laughed, sending vibrations through his shaft, deep into his
   balls.  Jeff felt every nerve in his cock tingle.  She stopped and then
   slid down his cock again, using her lips to pull it into her mouth as she
   moved forward.  Jeff felt the sensation of her lips pulling him into her
   mouth, and began trembling.
        "Ohhhhh jeeezus!", Jeff said. "You'll make me cum."
        Halfway down his cock, Bev moaned, making a "yummy" sound before
   continuing. It only took about two more of these long, slow, incredibly
   erotic motions before Jeff felt his resolve give way. He moaned and raised
   his hips.