My tropical roots have beckoned me to an exotic island, where my true nature can be exposed and relaxed in its natural element.
I close my eyes, relishing the fact I am finally here. I watch my chest rise up and down as my breath takes in the sweet warm air that surrounds me.
My small pert breasts are free, my nipples choosing to erect themselves in the warm breeze. My skin glistens and glows as the sunlight melts onto my skin, basking in its penetrative rays and deepening its already brown tones.
I lay back on the sand, the waves lapping at my legs and feet rhymically, calming my senses.
The evenings come. The days of rest and relaxation mean I’m ready. I no longer ache from the stresses of daily life. My body is crying out for another kind of respite, one that can go on throughout the night and sate me until the sunrise leads me back to the sand and waves.
Somebody to share the sensation of heat, sweat and salt on our skin. The feeling of complete relaxation around each other.
I am lying on the bed when it comes to me. That realisation that I am worthy. I deserve this. Nobody else. The perfect person to satisfy my deep urge is me. I do not need anybody else to sate this hunger.
The mirror is positioned perfectly in front of the bed. I take a good look at my naked body, relaxed and open in this warm atmosphere. I admire the reflection. My body tells a story, one I am proud of. I think about the journey it has been on and marvel at how I’m still able to get aroused looking at it. Yes. I deserve this. I position myself on the edge of the bed and spread my legs wide. I’ve always loved the look of myself completely open. Inviting and alluring, like a beast laying in waiting for her prey. I look at my delicate lips, full and thick to match the ones on my face. I love how they are exposed, as though they themselves are alive and longing to be touched or tasted.
I watch in awe as my nipples respond to my own gaze roaming up and down my body. I brush a strand of dark hair away from my face, feeling my body react to the look of desire in my own dark brown eyes. My fingers graze softly against my clit and up and down my lips, gently enough to coat them with the juices escaping me. I slip two fingers in and gasp at the sight of them disappearing into myself, the tight, wet sensation around my fingers increasing the lust I feel for myself.
I lay back and relax, breathing in the salty air, the sound of the far off waves matching my rhythm. Slowly, I tease and toy myself as the light fades outside. I lose track of time in my uninterrupted pleasure. I linger like this a while, not allowing myself an orgasm just yet. In the real world, I scarcely have time to please myself in this way. The thought of giving into myself and collapsing in bed later is enough to deny myself a little longer.
I slip on a light yellow summer dress and some cute yellow french knickers to match. They slightly dampen as I put them on, still wet from my self pleasure session. No bra is needed in this heat. I decide to go for a drink by the beachside. I prop myself up at the bar and order. As I sip on my drink I notice the same familiar faces sneaking glimpses of me, their eyes roaming my sun kissed body, some envious, some lustful, others curious seeing a woman like me alone. None come even close to piquing my interest.
Then I see her. She is swaying towards me in a long backless maxi dress. She takes my breath away. She smiles at me as she reaches me sitting at the bar, Mojito in hand. I cannot help but stare. Her long dark hair cascades down her back and her eyes sparkle as she smiles at the barman. She glances at me and nods. “I’ll have one of those. That looks delicious.” Her enunciation of the word delicious makes me swallow hard. She takes the drink and sits next to me. “You look stunning in that yellow dress.” As she utters these words she briefly touches my shoulder. This skin on skin contact ignites a fire in me. I grin at her, hypnotised by her startling green eyes. “Thank you. You look beautiful tonight too. I’m Jasmine.” I look at her for a response as her hair blows gently in the warm air. She takes her drink and sits next to me. “Thank you. I’m Karenza. Cheers!”
We chat a little about our holiday and I notice her leaning closer to me, her scent is alluring and I find myself inching towards her. She speaks softly into my ear. “Would you like a drink in my room? I have champagne.” Her eyes glisten in the soft light as she waits for my response. “I’d love to.” I follow her long flowing dress out of the bar. I try to ignore the butterflies in my stomach as she smiles at me before unlocking the door to her room.
I enter, noticing the much more decadent surroundings than in my own room. As I’m looking around I catch my breath as I realise we are not alone.
There is another woman in the room, staring right at me.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/yjg3mu/tropical_tease_ff_vacation_holiday_relaxation
!updateme
!subscribeme
!updateme