The way I see it, men are only good for one thing. I don’t need men for money. I don’t need their attention. I don’t need their drama and jealousy and clinginess. What I do need is a steady injection of cock. I couldn’t live without it. I might prefer the soft touch and sexy curves of another woman, but I still need a good dose of dick.
The problem with living life with no strings attached is that it is difficult to find a travel buddy who is up for good food and good sex. When I travel, I’m often forced to rely on the kindness of strangers to get what I need. Fortunately, it doesn’t usually take much to find a willing partner when I’m alone at a resort.
On my last trip to the Caribbean, Jay started checking me out from the minute I walked onto the beach in my tiny thong bikini. He was a young, black, extremely muscular lifeguard with spiky twisted hair, like a rapper. He had enough confidence to walk over and chat me up right away. A few hours later, he was in my suite and stretching my pussy out with his thick black cock. He balled me from sundown to sunrise on Thursday night.
I would have been content with him and him alone for the long weekend trip if Christie and Lizzie hadn’t shown up. I first saw them at the pool. They were a May-September lesbian couple. Christie reminded me of Pink. She had short blonde hair and a very fit body that she was showing off in a sunshine yellow bikini that left little to the imagination. Lizzie was more of a lipstick lesbian with long dark hair and a slender frame. She had small tits and work a black bikini top with a matching swim skirt. Older women aren’t usually my thing, but I saw Christie checking me out and couldn’t help but feel flattered. I wondered what fun we might get up to.
It didn’t take long to find out. Later that same day I went to one of the outdoor bars to get a frozen drink. Christie was standing there and waiting for her order. She checked me out again. I smiled politely. She introduced herself and we started up a conversation. She was British and slightly awkward with her flirting.
“What’s a young lady like you doing out here alone?” she asked.
“I’m not that young,” I answered. “I’m in my early thirties.”
“Well you look much younger,” she told me.
It wasn’t the smoothest compliment, but I was interested in her and her partner. I decided not to beat around the bush.
“To be honest, I go on these solo getaways a few times a year. It’s my regular Double S getaway.”
“Double S?” she asked.
“Sun and sex,” I answered. “I’m here to get my fill of both.”
“Are those things more fun with a companion?” she asked.
“Well, one of them is,” I said. “But finding a companion or two is half the fun. Do you think it will be hard for me to find some new friends?”
“Friends?” she asked. “Plural?”
“Sometimes the situation calls for that.”
“Well, my companion, Lizzie, and I might be interested in being friends with you,” she answered. “If that sort of thing interests you.”
“It does indeed.”
“Maybe we should meet for dinner unless you’d rather just come by our room for drinks on the balcony.”
She gave me her room number. It was several floors beneath my room and only had a partial ocean view.
“No thanks,” I said. “No offense, but if I’m here on vacation and spending my money then I don’t want to spend a night in a studio room. I have a suite. Why don’t you and Lizzie come by my room later?”
Christie said they might drop by later. But I knew it was unlikely that they’d turn down my invitation. I’d seen that look in the eyes of an older woman before. She wanted me. And I was just as eager to see her hardbody completely uncovered.
They knocked on my door around eight that evening. I opened it wearing a silky white ankle-length robe covering red lingerie and red heels. They were surprised to see Jay sitting on the balcony that overlooked the beach. He was wearing an open white linen shirt over painted on shorts that hugged his massive cock.
“I hope you don’t mind that I have another friend over,” I said. “I thought the four of us could have a pleasant evening together.”
Lizzie seemed a little nervous. She was dressed in a pale white sundress with pink roses. She had beautiful hazel eyes and dark hair cascaded over her shoulders. She was younger than me by a few years and at least fifteen years younger than her friend. For a second, I thought she might leave.
Christie wasn’t nervous at all. She was dressed in a navy skirt and a silky silver blouse that was unbuttoned enough to show most of her perky tits. It was obvious she hadn’t worn a bra. Her pointy nipples were easy to see through the thin fabric of her top. Her eyes had gone right to Jay’s package.
I grabbed Christie’s hand and led her to the balcony. There was a small sofa outside. I sat in the middle and pulled Christie down next to me. I patted the free cushion and told Jay to sit down.
Lizzie took a chair opposite us. We all talked for a bit. The two British women talked about their trip and what they’d done so far. Lizzie politely asked what I’d been doing on the island.
“I haven’t been doing much of anything,” I said. “I’m just relaxing and taking in the sun and not doing anything physical or exhausting at all except fucking Jay.”
Jay and Christie both laughed. Lizzie wasn’t sure how to respond. As we talked, I moved my hand to Jay’s thigh and started to stroke it. He couldn’t have been older than twenty-two. Even though we’d fucked an hour earlier, his young cock quickly responded to my touch.
It was impossible to hide in his tight shorts. Christie and Lizzie both noticed it. Especially when I started running my fingers up and down his long shaft.
“I bet you get a lot of pussy from tourists, don’t you?” I asked Jay.
“I do well,” he admitted. “But not many as hot as you.”
“When is the last time you were in a suite with three sexy women?”
“Never,” he said. “Never with three.”
I put my hand back right on his hard prick.
“What do you want right now?”
“I think you know,” he responded.
“I think I do,” I said.
I opened my silky robe. Everyone stared at my cleavage and pretty red lace bra. My panties and garter belt matched.
“Go on,” I said to Jay.
“Do you want to go to the bedroom?” he asked. “Or right here on the balcony? With them watching?”
I just nodded.
He hesitated for only a second. And then he pulled my bra down to expose my hard nipple. He stared at it for a second. He touched it. He started kissing around my breast. And then he went for my nipple. He took it between his lips and sucked feverishly. I couldn’t help but moan.
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