Grace was about 5’4, freckles on her cute little face and long mousey hair ties up into one long pony tail. She had messaged to meet up about organising a holiday; a villa, sun, and… no boyfriend?
I entered the villa- nice open spaces, comfy sofas and lounge chairs to sink in, crystal clear pool with chairs, and several bedrooms.
Grace has been admiring my arms in the vest I had been wearing from the airport to the villa; I couldn’t comment on what she was wearing: some baggy sundress that barely showed her ankles. I helped her drop her bags into her room and I threw mine into my own down the hall, and decided I would just chill out on one of the loungers as the sun was still out. Grace popped out and said she would join me after a shower to get the sweat off her from the travelling.
“Want me to join?” I joked. She laughed as she walked away. I took my vest off, rolled my shorts up, threw my shades on and eased into the seat, letting the sun beat onto me. I closed my eyes and breathed.
Some time had passed; the sun was hotter and brighter. I heard footsteps. Wet footsteps. I opened my eyes and saw Grace waking towards me with a dark blue sarong wrapped around her tiny little waist. She had a cocktail glass in her hand. What made me lower my glasses was the white bikini top that covered her small breasts. The string and edges were blue, light blue. Somehow they made me focus on her chest as she walked toward me.
“Fancy.” She placed her drink on the table next to me and turned away from me. I watched her delicate hands remove her sarong, placing it on another lounger. As she did she bent over, her blue bottoms very tight around her firm (and considering her size, surprisingly larger buttocks. Her slender legs were gorgeous, as was the gap in between them. I licked my lips as i spoke. “Very fancy.” She turned around and saw me staring at her lower body. I didn’t even try to hide that. Her bottoms were so tight around her mound I just wanted to grab it. Grab her.
“Thanks. I’m glad there isn’t too much cameltoe.” I looked up at her and rubbed a finger around my grinning lips. “Shame.” She smiled. I couldn’t tell if she was blushing under this heat.
She laid down and took a sip of her cocktail. We talked. Caught up on gossip, on work, on life.
Nearly finished with her cocktail she tried to take another sip, but it missed her lips and fell onto her chest. She swore as she sat up.
I laughed. “Let me get that for you.” I leaned in and wiped my right index finger against her wet chest, drawing a line down where the alcohol had spilt. She let her lips open as she looked at me confused. I stared at her hazel eyes, and withdrew my wet finger. I carried on watching her as I licked it. “Tastes good.”
She swallowed awkwardness and then got up, “I better get another drink. Want one?” I nodded and fell back into my lounger.
She came back with her refilled glass. She stood in front of her seat to my side, my eyes gazing across her thighs, her mound, up her tight body, her newly dried chest and into her eyes.
“Where’s my drink?” I asked. She looked at me as she took her drink and poured a little bit over her chest. She whispered “there it is.”
I stood up, a head taller. She placed her drink on the table and then her hands clenched against my shoulder and bicep. She bit her lip as I placed my hands against her hips. I pulled her in, my head lowering to kiss and lick down her neck. She gripped my arms harder as I slid my tongue down her cleavage, following the path the cocktail went. After spending time against her chest, I picked her up, her thighs wrapping around my waist as I placed her on the lounger. I dipped my fingers into the drink, and slid the side her mouth as I watched her head move around my digits. She closed her eyes as she sucked on them. I took the glass and poured some over her thighs, and lifted her bikini bottom slightly, revealing toned abs linking to her shaven pussy. I poured a little bit more. She arched her back as the cold drink splashed against her skin. I placed my head inbetween her thighs, kissing each side, loving slowly up to her mound.
“That’s a beautiful mound you have. I bet it tastes as good as your legs do, if not better.”
She let out a teasing giggle, and reached down to my head. She pulled her bikini to one side, revealing her tightly packed pussy. I squeezed her waist as her hands writhed through my hair, moaning as my tongue worked along the edges of her lips. I slid a finger slowly inside; she gasped. I gently bit above her lips, kissing as I slid my finger in and out of her quickly wettening puss.
I got faster and more aggressive, my fingers making her shiver as she began to moan louder, her hands scratching and ripping through my hair as she couldn’t contain herself.
I suddenly stopped. She was breathing heavily. I stood up, and her eyes gazed down to the shorts, my cock trying to be free and enter her. She smiled and began to reach for it. I grabbed her hand, stopping her. “Follow me.” And wakes inside, my hand brushing her heaving chest as she stood up to comply.
She watched me slide my shorts off, and lay into one of the couches. Cock still hard, and standing to attention even as I sat into the chair. I spread my legs, and with my arms against the arms of the chair, beckoned her forward.
“Can I do anything?” She asked as she rubbed a hand down her stomach.
“Work for it.” I smile. She gets onto her knees and crawls forward. The sight of her petite body getting ready to be on me made my throbbing cock stiffer. She licked her lips, and with her petite hands wrapped around the shaft, slowly placed her mouth over my dick. I groaned in satisfaction as she bobbed her head up and down, saliva mixing with my pre-cum as Grace covered my dick with her mouth.
I let out a noise of pleasure, grabbing a handful of hair as she carried on sucking. “I’m surprised your tiny little mouth can take so much.” She gasped for air, drool and trails connecting her lips and my cock. “It is big for my small hole.” She smiled seductively. I was about to tell her to spit but she had already that in mind, more liquid spilt onto her chest. I reached out to smear it over her tits. She stroked me as I did so, eventually sliding my hand into her mouth so she could like me clean.
She continued to suck, my head rolled back in pleasure as she did so. She then stopped, spat on my cock one more time as she stood up. She had two fingers against the string of her bottoms, and let them pull. The bottoms fell onto the floor. I stared in awe at how clean shaven she was. She lifted a leg up onto the sofa, and then another. I reached round to her firm ass cheeks, them thiccer as she squatted down onto me. Slowly, ever so slowly, as her eyes closed and she groaned, my cock slid up into her.
I leaned into her, whispering “you are so tight.”
She kissed me as she squatted fully on me. I could feel my cock throbbing harder inside her soft delicate body. I wrapped one arm around her waist as my right hand gripped her thigh firmly. Her hands gripped my neck as she slowly lifted herself up and then slid down my cock. She moaned as she got into a rhythm.
I kissed her chest and bit her neck as she rode me. Her small frame grinding against mine. She panted as she got sweatier and wetter. I felt a hand grab my balls, her juices and my pre-cum dripping out onto them. She massages them as I scratched down her back, which made Her arch away from me.
“Grace…” I could feel myself nearing climax. She hadn’t slowed or stopped her rhythm gyrating. “Your pussy is so good.” I moaned as I spanked her. She let out a pained noise as I carried on. “I’m gunna cum baby.” She got faster and then suddenly got off. She turned round, and bent over, her hands jerking me off onto her revealed ass. I sunk into the couch as I let out my cum. I groaned as it spurred out onto her naked asscheeks, large swathes of it splattering her ass in thick intervals. I moaned louder as she slowed the wanking, smaller loads spurting onto her pussy and even droplets hitting her upper legs.
I sighed as she stopped, her hand now covered in cum too. My cock still pulsed, and she turned around and smeared my spent dick against her chest. It left a line of juice across her cleavage.
She licked her hand like a cat licks a paw which made me raise an eyebrow.
“I’m going to sunbathe.” She tied her bottoms up again, ignoring the stains across her body.
“If you need me for anything, give me a shout.”
She walked away as I tried to collect myself.
A few minutes later I walked outside to the pool. Grace was still sunbathing, but the cum had stained her. She turned over and I could see the dried white across her ass cheeks. She turned over again and asked if I needed anything. She smirked. “Actually no.” I slid my shorts down a bit, hand reaching for my semi again.
She looked at my stroking my cock.
“I’ve got this one Grace. But after, if you want I could help with your flexibility indoors.” I revealed my cock, throbbing for round 2.
She smiled. “I can bend all the way forward, or all the way back.” She watched me wank off right in front of her, her eyes locked onto my member.
“Maybe I could put on some shorts for yoga?”
I kept jerking as she rubbed her chest of sweat. She crossed her legs.
“Or just put a new bikini on.”
I kept jerking, more vigorously as she talked.
“This one is really dirty after all. Filthy.” She opened her legs and ran a hand to cover her crotch.
“Plus it’s really tight against my pussy, don’t you think?”
I groaned as I came, cum just splattering her all over. She kept her eyes shut as it splashed against her face, lashes of it hitting across her chest, and dripping into her legs.
I knelt over her awkwardly, sliding my wet cock against her bikini bottoms, and motioned to be let in them bottoms. She watched and felt my wet sticky member cover her bottoms, feeling it poke slightly against her pussy.
She opened her eyes. “Shall we go for a third?”
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticstories/comments/b08m6f/mate_said_she_wanted_to_go_on_holiday_without_her