The island of Aruba holds a special place in my heart. From the clear warm blue waters and endless sandy beaches, to the amazing food and hospitality, I have come to love traveling to this wonderful Island in the south Caribbean. In the fall of 2017 I found myself traveling again to Aruba, a family vacation made the destination an easy choice.
The trip was supposed to be a family trip, with the parents, siblings and other close family members. We rented out a nice bungalow AirBnb house, with little privacy for myself, and near zero percent chance to have any fun. I was mistaken.
Ava was on vacation with her parents and younger siblings, staying in a hotel. Ava was from England, 24, and curvy in the right area’s. She was staying at a local hotel with family, and was sharing a room with one sibling. Ava was a short brunette woman, with an accent that would make a choir boy steal from the church till.
I first met Ava on a beach, I was in the water snorkeling with my cousins, when I spotted a tan woman in a bright hunters orange colored bikini. She was sunbathing, on her stomach, she wore a tight thong type bikini and her ass cheeks were just as tan as her stomach. A lover of the sun and mixed drinks, I watched from a distance for some time. She never got up to leave, only shifted her body around as the noon sun moved across the island. I stood in the water watching, practically drooling over this wonderful woman. Thirsty and burnt, I made my way to the bar to purchase a drink, where my path finally crossed with Ava.
Ava sat on a bar stool near me as I stood and tried to order a drink. I had been ignored by the bartender for close to five minutes, however once Ava took her seat, he finally made his way to our area. Ava noticed me glance over her figure, head to toe, mentally admiring her. When she spoke and I heard her accent, I knew I was in trouble.
“Do you always stare at girls on the beach or just one’s with big heads?” she asked me. Her accent finally hit my ears, sending signals to my heart, dick, and brain. Overloading my systems and confusing myself.
I paused a moment, wondering if she was poking fun with me or was annoyed. “I only stare at the pretty ones,” I replied stupidly, it was really the only thing my brain could come up with. Ava was laid back, easy to talk too and had a great sense of humor. We stayed at the bar for a few hours, talking of home, jobs and goals. The sun was starting to set before we realized how the time had gotten away from us. I asked Ava to grab some dinner with me, and she happily accepted my invitation.
An hour and a half later I found myself in the lobby of her hotel. I was wearing cargo shorts and a polo that was more wrinkled than I would have liked. Ava appeared in the lobby, a floral dress to her knees and a push up bra helping to display her breasts. She had glitter perfume that smelled of lavender. She moved in and hugged, me and my stomach fell into knots. The embrace sparked an arousal I had to subdue immediately.
Ava and I took a taxi to a local seafood restaurant. We found ourselves sharing a shrimp appetizer and splurging on mixed drinks with double shots. Within the hour of dinner, we were holding hands on top of the table in view of guests. We split a main course of lobster and continued to drink on. Ava’s dress rode up higher and her bust line was generous. Ava looked mesmerizing, a true Island Beauty sitting in front of me.
After dinner was done, we found ourselves strolling along the beach. Water hitting our feet and retracting back to sea. The moon was half, and the lighting poor. Halfway between one restaurant and another, we found some beach chairs. From holding hands, to Ava falling on top of me on a chair, we locked lips. My hand finding her ass, and moving her dress up. Her ass had plenty to grip and was more toned than I would have guessed. Our tongues touched, and I could taste the strawberry daiquiri on her breath. The potential of being caught was high, but did little to dissuade us. My fingers pulled her panties to one side, another finger finding her vulva. Wet and inviting I began to finger her as she kissed me. She began to bite my lip the harder I thrusted my fingers in and out of her. Her underwear was soaked clean through, and her excitement was evident. Her moans and motivational phrases in my ear had me rock hard. Ava moved onto her side a bit to try and undo my pants, just as she was about to take my shaft in her mouth, a group of teens could be heard walking towards us on the beach. We quickly re adjusted and tried to look casual as they passed. The rush of getting caught was amazing, and we just smiled at one another. The teens passed, and we walked on. I had Ava back to her hotel at midnight, we kissed passionately in the lobby before she entered the elevator. As I drove home in the taxi, I looked down at my fingers, and longed for another opportunity with Ava.
Ava and I found ourselves together the day after next. The day was ours, and we took a snorkel trip on an excursion. The rum punch was flowing and the fish were plentiful in the clear waters off the coast. I loved following Ava in the water, watching her bikini ride up her ass, lots of her flesh displayed. We saw grouper, sea turtles and many other fish, but the best view by far was Ava. We burned in the intense Aruba rays, and by the end of the excursion, we were worn out of the sun.
Ava joined me for dinner that night, and we ate at a different seafood place, her choice this time. As we enjoyed each other’s company, Ava snuggled up to me at a booth. The restaurant was half packed with a later dinner rush, and Ava was in another wonderful dress. As we were eating, silence fell onto us as we enjoyed our food. I was elbow deep in my seafood pasta when Ava reached under the table and began to rub me. From my knee, working her way north, she found my penis. She rubbed it with her fingers, then found herself undoing my pants. She knew she was being naughty, but her eyes said she didn’t care. I tried to focus on my food and the people around, Ava had one focus. I was not wearing underwear, and with the movement of my zipper and some hlep from her hands, my cock out out. She brought her hand to her mouth, and using some saliva, she began to jerk me off. The booth was in the corner of the room, but still visible to guests. I was sweating with nervousness, but Ava was a pro. She gripped it right, jerked it tight, and had me squirming. The sensation of her motions had me shifting in place trying to not make a sound. Ava smiled at me as she continued to jerk, refusing to stop until I was satisfied.
“Let me know when your getting close.” Ava said with a smirk.
I had both hands on the table and my fork near the plate. My hands gripped the table cloth tightly, the urge to cum was growing. I warned Ava, just like she requested. Ava suddenly dips below, placing her mouth on my dick, she continued to move her hand up and down swiftly on my shaft. My cock exploded in her mouth, she jerked every drop I had into her mouth. Once I was finished cumming, she sucked hard to make sure no drops would ruin my clothing.
Her head poped back up, and no one was the wiser. She took a quick sip of her drink and a napkin to her chin, all proof vanished. Risky and terrifying, I enjoyed the entire experience. We finished our meals, Ava’s belly a bit fuller than mine. The sun had tired us out, and we ate too much food. I had Ava back to her hotel by midnight.
The final time I was able to see Ava was the day before I was to depart for home. Ava had messaged me early in the morning.
“Going to play hookie and be sick, come over while family is away.” Ava messaged me.
At 7am, I found Ava at her hotel room, just as she said I would. Ava opened the door in a hotel robe, showing a lot of clevage. Her room was a double queen room she was sharing with a sibling, a sibling that would be gone most of the morning. As soon as I entered the room, Ava dropped her robe to the floor, showing me her full figure exposed. She was as beautiful nude in person as I had dreamed in my head. Her flawless tan skin, her hair, her smell, everything. She drew a shower, and we found ourselves cleaning one another, kissing and enjoying the warm water. By the time the shower was shut off, the mirror was fogged up and visibility in the bathroom was difficult. Ava took me by the hand and we found the bed. I lay on top of Ava grinding on her, teasing her , doing my best to not enter her quite yet. The task was difficult, as she moved her hips and tried to get me inside. Her lips were full, and her kisses addictive. After minutes of composure, i lost it. I entered Ava as she moved her hips towards me, I was on top of her kissing and it happened. I slid inside of her and a slight moan of air left Ava. We locked lips as I thrusted inside her. I broke free of her kiss and sat upright. I took her legs and spread them apart, using one hand and some saliva, I began to pleasure her clit as I fucked her. Ava’s large breasts swaying back and forth. Her moans grew louder, and my speed quicker. Faster thrusts and faster clit stimulation. Ava’s stomach began to twitch, her moans growing. I looked down and saw a stream of liquid leave her and squirt onto me as I thrusted inside her. I could feel her pulsations on my shaft as I stayed in her, a well timed orgasim.
I pulled out of Ava, and had her move onto her stomach. I situated myself on my knees and spread her cheeks apart revealing Ava’s most personal areas. Her wet vulva pink and wet, her hair starting to regrow around it. Her lips were sealed tightly against each other, but my thumb separated them. I moved my head lower and began to use my tongue on Ava. Tasting her, pleasuring her. Leaving my tongue in one spot, Ava moved her ass to where she needed my tongue to be. Using my tongue to lick her crack, beginning to end. I found myself on top of Ava, kissing her neck. I entered her, pushing deeply into her. My thrusts were loud and made her ass jiggle. Using my forearm, I placed my arm around her neck. My body weight and arm keeping Ava still, allowing me to use her. As I felt my orgasm start to build, I slowed my strokes and fucked her gently.
I pulled out just before releasing myself in Ava. With my cock removed from Ava, I shot five large shots of milky cum on her ass and back. Staying hard I entered her once more and fucked her until I was soft and sex was painful for me.
We found ourselves laying with one another, me holding her as her head rested on my chest. Both of us exhausted and sweaty. We showered once more, and enjoyed the company. That morning in the hotel would be the last I saw of her. Neither of us had those vacation hopes of keeping on touch. We knew what we had was fun, special and ours. However a ocean and different countries kept our expectations low. We knew this would be it.
I enjoyed my time with Ava I’m Aruba. Ive been there 6 times in my life, and since meeting Ava, my heart hurts a bit on that island. Somewhere between love and lust is a feeling that the heart kings for. The connection and chemistry evident, but not practical. I hope your doing well Ava, if you see this message me.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ik2k4m/ava_in_aruba