***When 5 couples take a steamy yacht vacation through the Caribbean, libidos are sure to heat up...
Tandi and Dave have always wanted
to see the falls.
How wet can they get?
WARNING: This SHORT STORY is suitable for 18+ only. It contains explicit sex, public sex, exhibitionism and graphic language.
This is the first story in the Island Ecstasy Series.
Tandi wrapped her arms around Dave’s neck and pulled him close. Their lips met, hot and wet, and she thrust her tongue into his mouth, savoring the salty taste of the sweat from his upper lip.
He kissed her back, his cock growing harder with every thrust of their tongues. And then without warning, she pulled away.
“Follow me,” she said with a wry smile.
Dave would have followed that hot piece of ass to the ends of the earth just then.
They started walking again and found themselves in a thick copse of trees, a bona fide rainforest. But the falls were louder now. Tandi led him through the trees and just on the other side the falls appeared below them.
Tandi grabbed his hand as they stood looking over the cliff. The water cascaded down in an urgent rush to reach the pool of crystal clear waters at the bottom.
“You know,” she said, turning and pressing her hot body into him, “I’ve always had this sort of fantasy…”
“Yes?” Dave encouraged her to keep talking.
“Why don’t I show you?”
Dave thought he might burst inside his shorts, her teasing was too much. The anticipation mounted as they climbed down the embankment. She was excited too. Her nipples had hardened beneath her thin white shirt in spite of the near hundred-degree temperature.
When they reached the bottom, she led him up to the flat slab of rock under the waterfall. The rushing water was so loud, it was pointless to try and talk at that point. And it was cool under the falls, under the protection of rock and water.
The mist tickled Tandi’s skin, and brought her senses to life. She closed her eyes and stepped into the deluge of cool water that tumbled over the cliff above. Her lips parted and she moaned, welcoming the onslaught.
Dave could hardly stand to wait any longer. He watched as his wife’s nipples turned even harder and the water made her round breasts darken under her white shirt. He moved to her, and grabbed her around the waist, drawing her tightly to him. Her firm breasts pressed against his chest, and he moaned as he imagined placing his cock between them.
The water was cold, but not cold enough to stamp out the flames of his desire. He wanted her. He had to have her. But before he could make his move, she made hers.
She stood on tiptoe to kiss him as her hand found the waist of his shorts. She slipped her slender fingers between him and the fabric until she found what she was looking for. Her hands wrapped around his turgid cock, causing him to let out a guttural moan. “Oh, God, baby,” he whispered close to her ear. “You make me so fucking hard.”
“This is only the beginning,” she whispered back, her breath on his ear making him shiver with excitement.
About Chastity Lane
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Published April 4, 2011
by Night Shift Publishing.
Erotica, Literature & Fiction.