Tales of a Single Gal : Entry #3
It was almost 11 pm, at the Jolly Harbour Resort in Antigua.
Couple months back, three best friends and I, decided to
make this place our first “girls” get away
week. We basically, sat at my apartment, over take out and
wine leafing through brochures. Unable to make up our minds,
I mixed up all the brochures, and told Heidi to close her
eyes and pick one. Hence, how the three of us girls spent
two months shopping, talking, and thinking about the sun,
sandy beaches, and relaxation. Before we knew it, we were
tossing suitcases onto one of the double beds, while Jen
unscrewed the top of a bottle of Antigua rum.
Thanking the bartender for the time, I turned on the barstool,
to looked at Heidi and Jen dancing with two amazingly strong
looking, black men. Jen, glanced at me and winked, wrapping
an arm around one of the guys, grinding against him with
the music, she swung her head back laughing. If only her
boyfriend could see her now. I chuckled, downed my glass
of wine, and asked for another. I was feeling the effects,
of the rum earlier, and now wine. Glancing down at my sleek
legs, I was impressed with the tan developing, then pulled
the tiny strap of my fitting barely thigh-high black dress,
back onto my shoulder. The girls were having a great time,
but a little exhaustion was running in me. I took the glass
in my hands, and headed out, towards the beach.
Beautiful night. Clear sky full of stars. I took the clip
holding my hair in a French twist, out, and worked my hand
through the long soft locks. Slipping the heels off, they
dangled in one hand, while I sipped from the glass, walking
slowly towards the waters edge. Sounds of laughter, music
faded. I felt like the only person in the world at that moment.
Just the sound of water, darkness of a Caribbean night,
and me standing there, sipping. “Hello there.”
I turned to my left, and looked over to see a woman about 30
sitting in the sand with a bottle of champagne. She had shoulder
length straight blonde hair, and wore, this amazing, dress,
similar to mine, only white. She talked with what I thought,
a slight Swede accent, “Come, join me. Did your man
leave you for sleep to?” I gave her my now empty glass,
and she poured champagne. I laughed, taking a seat in the
sand beside her. She said, “Nice to see, I’m
not the only one here tonight. Please, call me Olivia.”
And we begun, sipping drinks, talking about the resort,
laughing like we had been friends a long time. I drifted
off, for a moment, in some thoughts, only to be startled
by a hand, sliding the strap of my dress onto my shoulder.
It was a soft touch, that sent a slight shiver down my body.
I turned, watching her put the glass down, she brought her
other hand up to my cheek, caressing it.
Her deep blue eyes,
looking into mine, her pouty lips parted slightly, as her
other hand moved down my arm. She brought her lips to my neck,
and kissed. Never having being kissed by a woman before,
I inhaled deeply, taken back. Her lips, slightly touched
my chin, up to my cheek, hovering over my lips. My hands lifted
to her waist, moving up the side of her body, stopping below
the mound of her breast. Lips fell over mine, and her tongue,
tasting of sweet champagne, entered my mouth. I gave her
mine, and we kissed deeply, entwining our tongues together.
Her hands, wrapped around me, pulling me closer, I felt
her breasts up against mine. We moved harder against each
other, my hands travelling up behind her head, feeling
the silkiness of her hair.
We fell back, and I positioned myself on my side, slightly
over her. My right leg, fell over hers, as our lips met again.
The softness of her hand, travelled up my taunt thigh to
my firm ass. She grabbed it harder to push me closer to her.
My hand moved up one of her legs, then over the silkiness
of the dress, to her breasts. We sat up briefly. Her hands
behind me, unzipped my dress, removing the straps down
my arms, revealing my full creamy tanned breasts, in the
little black bra. She cupped them, rubbing gently with
her hands. Her fingers, playing with my nipples, slightly
pinching them...then brought her warm lips to one.
Sucking
on it slowly, letting her pink tongue play. I tossed my head
back, closed my eyes, and felt a quiver run through my body.
Her tongue licked my cleavage, over my full mounds, her
lips sucking sweetly on them, she buried her face, licking,
kissing them. I came back, drawing her lips to mine, to I
could drive my hot tongue deep into her mouth. My fingers
played over her breasts, I took them, feeling her nipples
erect through the sheer dress. We kissed harder, as I slide
the top part of her dress to her waist. Looking down, she
had nicely shaped tanned breasts and nipples. With my tongue,
I let it lick her neck, hearing a slight moan from her mouth,
I travelled with my tongue to her breast. My soft hands took
them, cupping them, playing with them gently. I let my tongue
work, sliding it back and forth over her nipples, nibbling,
tasting the sweetness of her skin on my tongue. I looked
back up at her, kissing again, pressing our breasts together,
the heat from our bodies, intense...she moved me on my back,
pulled her skirt up, and straddled me on my waist.
She moved. Licking my breasts, as I felt her thighs moving
down, caressing mine. She had soft thighs, silky legs.
Her hands, moved my thighs apart, and I quivered at the touch
of her hands travelling up my inner thigh. Pushing my skirt
up, our eyes met, and locked as she pulled of my black thong.
Slowly, and letting her tongue run the length of my leg as
she slipped it off. Coming back, I felt her breasts swing
against my creamy thigh. I spread more apart, and she came
up, holding one of her breasts, she slide her nipple against
my nicely shaved pussy. She moved her breast back and forth
against me, I let out a moan, and felt moistness between
us. She rubbed the other breast against me now, pressing
harder, I could feel the pink erectness of her nipple against
my clit. Then a kiss. She started kissing my pussy, her hands
spreading me wider, letting that hot wet tongue...circle
my pussy, making me hot. Sucking gently on my lips, bringing
them into her mouth. Her tongue licked back and forth with
good paced strokes, she buried her face deeper, her tongue
entering then flicking at my clit. Her head moved faster,
I brought my hands to her head, pushing her face closer,
I loved the feel of that sweet tongue against me, the feel
of her breasts pressed against my thighs. She backed, and
I felt her finger slide up me, then I felt two. She started
pushing them in deeper, and faster, as her tongue and lips
continued to suck.
I sat slightly up, taking her lips wet with juices, to mine.
Our tongues licked and sucked for a moment as my hands went
to her waist and drew her up on me. I let my hands slide over
her thighs, drawing the dress up to her waist, noticing
a small blonde patch of hair, no panties.
My hands felt her
tight firm ass, and moved her on top of my face, as I felt the
sand on my bare back. I kissed her pussy now. It was small,
firm...and she was really wet. With my hands on her tanned
thighs, I let my tongue go hard against her pussy, sucking
it, gently teasing her clit. She rocked slowly back and
forth against my tongue movements, my face went deeper,
going between her lips I let my tongue go in, tasting her
wetness, sucking on her cunt juices, I squeezed her ass
harder, as she rode on my face faster. I paused, looking
up at the pleasure on her face, and she smiled, moving down
on me, to kiss my lips. We pressed against each other, breasts
damp with sweat, our thighs mingling, we parted our thighs
and started fingering each other deeply. I drew two fingers
up that tasty pussy, and felt her give me hers. We rubbed
our breasts harder together, moving in motion to every
finger thrust, our tongues, driving deeper, her pussy
was dripping wet, as she grinded against my hand harder.
She pushed her fingers in deeper, and faster, I was slamming
against her soft hands, just as wet. We were both moaning,
moving in sink on the sand, lips never leaving, I could feel
myself, moaning with every motion, the feel of those boobs
against me, her fingers deep inside my pussy, rocking hard
against each other, she started moaning louder, her waist,
pelvis, so close to mine.
... “I’m going to
cum all over your hand, finger fuck me hard and deep.”
Her tongue drove into my mouth, and we both moaned, and moved
harder, I felt her cumming all over my fingers, she started
sucking on my neck, as she moved against my fingers, and
she was sucking so hard on my neck, and her fingers moved
drove so deep, I came all over her sweet hand, tossing my
head back, as she suckled my neck more. Our hands found each
other’s breasts, rubbing all the cunt juice over
each other. Our breathing, slowing down....we smiled,
and softly gave a laugh. She leaned over... for the glass
of champagne laying on the sand....and let the coolness
of the liquid... fall over my breasts...