Eva Pt. 08

We walked out to Eva's car and we laughed harder inside. "I can't believe we're doing this. What are we going to tell our parents?" she said shaking her head.

"Nothing. We're going on our honeymoon, that's all they need to know. Although we might not be able to take a lot of pictures."

"We need to shop for clothes, my soon to be naked Bear. Some clothes, anyways. Maybe one bathing suit?"

"Only if it's a teeny tiny bikini" I said with a raised eyebrow.

"If I have to get one of those, you need to get a Speedo. Fair is fair." Her eyebrow was higher than mine. I brought it up, I was busted, so to speak.

The next day we spent shopping, a few bathing suits (in case we got shy), casual resort wear, shoes...this was getting expensive, but hey, it was our honeymoon.

We let our families know we were going, spur of the moment. They were all excited for us. Phyllis said over dinner at the diner the night before we left "If you have fun, maybe your father and I could go there for a second honeymoon. We're due."

I nearly spit out my iced tea and Eva couldn't keep from laughing out loud. We didn't expect that complication. Everyone wondered what the big laugh was but there was no way to explain it, now with our siblings there anyways. Maybe Eva could tell her mother privately. Phyllis and Harold were pretty easygoing people. Telling my dad was a big maybe. I couldn't imagine him going with Jessie, who was a pretty regular presence in his life. I got the feeling he wanted her to move in with him.

The next day we were on a 8AM flight to the French owned island of Guadeloupe. With a change of flights in Miami, it would be a little over 4 hours to get there. We held hands during take off, settled back for a decent (for an airline) breakfast, and talked about everything we would do while on our honeymoon...except sunbathe nude. That was going to be another spur of the moment decision.

We made our connecting flight and ended up landing in Guadeloupe just a half hour late, and at our resort almost on time. The brochure didn't lie; the place was beautiful on a perfect stretch of the beach. When the desk clerk found out we were on our honeymoon, he called his manager and she upgraded us to one of those private 'huts' on the beach. The bellman brought our bags over and brought us into a secluded hut...some hut! A nice bed and bathroom, a small sitting area inside with waterproof furniture and a patio that literally hung over the ocean on a clear bottom plexiglass floor. We could see the waves crashing right below us, maybe 15 feet down. The room had to rent for at least another hundred a night, especially during season.

I tipped the bellman and as soon as he left us, I leapt on the bed, a big soft expensive mattress, and immediately felt more relaxed. That fucker was comfortable!

"Having fun?" Eva asked with wry smile, standing there in a new, pretty, red sun dress and flat sandals.

"Immensely! You should try this with me. No, don't just climb on; leap on it like I did. It's the only way!" Eva shrugged her shoulders and, just like I did, she jumped and fell on her back on the bed right next to me.

"Oh, this is NICE! Baby, you think we could get one of these when we get home?" she giggled.

"Sure, if you want to spend five grand on a mattress." We both laughed and then rolled towards each other and kissed warmly. "Thank you, Angel, for thinking of doing this. We should have done this at least a year ago."

"My pleasure, Bear. You know what I'm looking forward to most of all?"

"No, tell me."

"Seeing you in that tight little bathing suit." Eva giggled again. "I can't wait to see how you are at hiding your hard cock when you see me in my micro bikini. Or some of those other women completely naked." She had the most playful look on her face. Not romantic. Horny, very, very horny.

"Well I have an idea for how I can keep from getting embarrassed for a while at least" I said suggestively.

"Oh? And what might that be?"

"If I fuck you hard, I think my cock will need a long rest." I was already pulling off my polo style shirt.

"Wait for me! I want to test that theory!" We were both naked in less than a minute and kissing as we rolled all over the bed, a big bed, giving us plenty of room to play. My cock was rubbing between us, on our tummies, on Eva's legs, leaving trails of my sticky precum on her skin. We were grunting lightly as the pressure of our flesh and bone on our sensitive skin heightened our lust.

In no time, Eva brought me on top of her for a lustful fuck. This wasn't about making love; there would be plenty of time for that. Right then we needed to screw, hard and fast. "Come one, my hot, naughty Bear" she moaned right next to my ear. "Come on and fuck me hard." Then she licked my ear and blew into it, raising my animal desire.

"No problem, my Devil woman. I'll give you just what we need." I pushed my cock into her juicy pussy and her legs went up in the air, her toes pointing straight up at the ceiling fan spinning rapidly above us. "Just what you crave!"

My hands gripped her ass tightly and her nails were scraping along my back as I thrust hard into her, my balls smacking against her ass like a hand slapping wet skin.

Eva's legs tightened around my waist, squeezing air from my lungs. It wasn't our longest fuck by any means; it was actually quite brief. But we both exploded in our loins and our minds, an incredibly satisfying and exciting start to our trip.

I rolled to the side as we caught our breath, we kissed a couple of times, then we got up to use the bathroom and wash up. We put away our clothes for the trip and got into bathing suits. No, not our very revealing ones. It was already mid afternoon, we were starving, and also dying for a little relaxation in the sun. I put on a pair of blue and red trunks and Eva wore a black one piece that was as sexy as any two piece. A couple of light shirts, sandals and we made our way over to the pool, where there was an outdoor bar where you could also order some bar foods, burgers, chicken strips and wings, etc. Since it was halfway to dinner, we just ordered some grilled shrimp and fries and shared it with a couple of beers. After that, finally it was finally time to lay in the sun. We figured we could check out the rest of the resort the next day.

We got a couple of lounge chairs next to the pool and, after taking off our shirts we spread some lotion on each other and settled back. "This is just what we needed, Bear. A pretty resort, a beautiful pool, a great room and you. It's my dream come true, as long as you're with me."

"I'm not going anywhere without you, Angel. And yeah, this is just what we should have done at least a year ago. I love you, and I love being here with you." My hand sought hers and we entwined fingers, soaking the sun quietly.

We did go for a swim for a while, dried in the sun for a bit, then made our way back to our room, this time to make love nice and slow. Afterwards, we laid in each others arms for a while before taking a hot, soapy shower. By the time we were cleaned up and Eva did her hair and very light makeup, it was time to get dressed for dinner. There were two restaurants, one which was a all you can eat buffet for each meal (breakfast, lunch and dinner) as well as a sit down restaurant that was very casual for lunch, but casual-nice for dinner. That's what we did that first night. I put on a pair of white slacks with a dark button down shirt and shoes with no socks. Nice-casual. But Eva gave new meaning to the term. She wore a darkish yellow dress, knee length, that flowed from her waist and hugged her body up to her bosom. Matching wedge sandals made her legs look long and she wore a red faux flower in her hair, tucked over her ear.

"Angel, you are stunning. Every man is going to be staring at you tonight." I held her around her waist and kissed her with a bunch of short, quick kisses.

Her arms went around my neck. "Thank you, Bear. You look very nice as well. Always handsome. And I can't wait for us to dance later. Maybe all night long. Or at least until other interests come up" she teased as the back of one hand brushed against my crotch.

"Don't do that to me now, honey. I'll look ridiculous with a hardon in white pants."

"Wouldn't that be just terrible?" Eva said with her wickedest smile. "Don't worry, Bear. I won't do that to you, at least until later."

At 7:30 we headed over for dinner. A lot of guests picked the restaurant that night and we were given a choice to either wait for almost an hour for a table for two or to be seated right away with two other couples at a large table. We were hungry and besides, we wanted to meet people, so we were put with two other couples from France, all in their late 20s who spoke English. And Eva spoke French fairly fluently: I spoke it somewhat, but nowhere near as well as Eva did. We were introduced to Claude and his wife Marie, as well as Etienne (Stephen in French) and his common law wife Lisette. We were all introduced and we immediately toasted new friends with wine on the table. When the others found out Eva and I were on our delayed honeymoon, Claude, a son of a wealthy industrialist, ordered two bottles of champagne for the table. It was like that New Years Eve all over again.

The seafood, the specialty, was delicious and the company was fun and charming. Eva's French was good enough so if someone tried to say something they couldn't say in English, she could fill it in. After dinner, I insisted on treating to after dinner drinks, which we ordered and drank by the outdoor bar. They were all attractive people and there was friendly flirting going on, but nothing that anyone took seriously. It was all good natured.

After 10, the music started playing in the indoor-outdoor nightclub and we danced with our partners and also with other partners. We kept dancing and drinking for hours, until finally Eva and I had to excuse ourselves at a little after 1. We all promised to meet for a late breakfast, around 10, and we made our way to our hut on the beach.

"Help me get out of my dress, Bear?" Eva asked, turning away from me.

"Gee, I don't know, Angel. Maybe you should just sleep in it."

"Asshole. Come on. Maybe I'll give you a treat?"

"A treat? I like treats." I pulled her hair aside and, after kissing the back of her neck and eliciting a sexy moan, I help unzip her dress and a small pile of yellow grew around Eva's feet. She slipped out of her sandals and stood in just a pair of red and white striped panties, looking delicious. Before I could push myself on her, Eva turned around and kissed me hard and kept kissing me as I felt her fumble with my shirt buttons.

She giggled as she whispered "I get very horny when get drunk. And I'm pretty drunk right now. Think you're up to doing something about it, my sexy Bear?" Her eyes were a little glassy, but Eva was knew what she was doing. "Wanna sing to me, big boy? You know what that does to me."

She was unbuttoning my pants, looking in my eyes, and I couldn't think of a song to sing until she gripped my cock through my white briefs. Then I smiled at her and started singing Jimmy Buffet, 'Why Don't We Get Drunk (And Screw)' and when I got to the chorus, Eva laughed as hard as I ever heard her laugh before. "Sounds like a great idea, you dirty Bear! But first..." she pushed me back on the bed, tugged my briefs down roughly, and swallowed my cock all in what seemed like one motion. Maybe that's how it was in my own alcohol fogged mind.

My wife sucked slow, then fast, then slow again, having a great time sucking my dick. She might even have had as good a time as I was having. Her lips were giving great suction and her fingers were tickling my thighs and my balls. I was moaning and shuddering from pleasure. But I wanted more myself. Eva could see it, so she ditched her panties and again, moving smoothly, mounted me, sliding down on my dick as she belted out her own, LOUD version of 'Why Don't We Get Drunk?' and I couldn't help laughing hard as she bounced up and down on my shaft. Her small boobs shook up and down following the motion of her hips as she kept singing at the top of her voice.

"Angel," I managed to gasp out when she sat down hard, "they're going to hear you in the hotel (about 100 yards away)!"

"So? Let them get their own men to fuck. You're all mine!" She was so much fun. A little drunk was very appealing on my sexy, dirty wife.

I thrust up to meet hers and I pulled her down to me, to suck her pulsing nipples and Eva pounded up and down, slamming her ass on my hips. "Fuck I'm gonna cummmm!!" she screamed and moved her hips wildly on me while she did. She had her eyes wide open and her mouth was even wider. "Cum on, Bear, your turn!" My problem was the alcohol dulled my senses just enough to keep me from cumming. I wanted to, but was having trouble getting there.

"Honey, it might not happen for me tonight" I said with a touch of sorrow. "I would love to but I'm a little drunk too."

"Oh, you're going to cum for me, Jon, if it takes all night long!" Eva hopped off my cock and turned so I could see the back of her head and she bobbed up and down on my member. Her lips and tongue were giving me a great time, making my cock swell in her mouth, and then I could feel her finger playing with my anus.

"Oh fuck, honey...you are such a wicked girl!" She proved it by ramming her finger up my ass hard and as her finger rolled past my prostate I shot gobs of cum into her mouth, and, to give her credit, she swallowed almost all of it, with just a small amount leaking from the side of her mouth. It was one of the most fun sexual experiences we ever shared. When I got my wits back, I told her "I think I have to get you drunk more often, Angel."

She smiled, wiping the corner of her mouth with her hand. "When we're on vacation, you can get me drunk every night, lover." We hugged and laughed, deeply in love with each other. Two plus years of marriage and it was like we really were still on our honeymoon in our lives.

After cleaning up, we settled in to sleep for the night. Eva turned on her side after kissing me and I cuddled behind her. "Angel?" I whispered.

"Yes, Bear?" She yawned, minutes away from falling asleep.

"Thank you. This was a great idea, before we move, before camp... I love you so much."

She moved around, getting snug in my grasp. "I love you too, Bear. Heart and soul. But do you mind if we finish this in the morning? I'm really, really tired."

"Of course, honey. Goodnight." Eva was asleep in a couple of minutes and I listened to her rhythmic breathing. It was soothing, listening to hear peaceful sleep sounds. It wasn't long until I joined her.

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The next morning we managed to get out of bed a little after 9, enough time to get washed up and dressed (if you could call it that) to meet our new friends, Claude and Marie and Etienne and Lisette, for breakfast. "Time to try out our new bathing suits" my playful wife insisted, so I tugged on my new black Speedo that hugged my hips like panties and did nothing for my sense of modesty. Eva put on one of two new bikinis she bought, also black, and so small I knew she must have trimmed down her bush significantly to wear it properly. Those small bottoms with the thin straps and little cups on top had my cock wanting to stir. "Down, Bear. Time for that later."

"Easy for you to say; your arousal isn't as visual" I protested. We both put on shorts and we both put on Grateful Dead t-shirts. Eva had a beige sun hat and we both wore sunglasses and we looked like typical American vacationers.

Our friends were waiting when we got there and immediately we fell back into our friendly banter as we went to the buffet and found a table. Though Eva and I were 21, we felt older, not in a 'old' sort of way, but in a way where we fit in with these two couples who were about 10 years older than we were.

After a light breakfast of yogurt and fresh fruit and some fresh bread, the other couples, who had been there a few days before we arrived, took us on a tour. We saw the lagoon where there was waterskiing lessons, windsurfing on a bay, and snorkeling and body boarding on the ocean. Tennis courts (Eva and I never had tried it before). The main beach for sunbathing and swimming. And then, about fifty yards down and more secluded, the place for nude sunbathing and swimming.

"If you want to join us, we are going to lay in the sun over there" Lisette indicated the nude area. "Maybe you want to join us, yes?" She looked curious, her long blonde hair and dark eyes glowing in the strong sun. The others were clearly comfortable with this. Eva and I, however, weren't quite there.

"No thank you. Not today" Eva spoke for us. "Maybe as we feel a little more comfortable with the idea. You have fun. We can meet for dinner later on, about 7:30?" It was agreed and Eva and I went to the main beach to spend our first full day alone as our companions went off around a bend to the secluded other beach.

We stretched out on some beach chairs after lotioning each other. After a waiter came over and took drink orders from us, Eva asked "Jon, do you think they're... swingers?"

I put my sunglasses down so I could look at her over the top of the frames. "You know, I didn't even think about it. Now that I am, I'd say it's a fifty/fifty possibility. They all seem very comfortable with each other being naked. Of course, that could just be a European thing. They're less hung up about such things than Americans are, overall. Maybe they've traveled to nude resorts before and it's just natural for them."

Eva shrugged. "I thought Lisette was eyeing you, Bear. Her eyes definitely dropped to your 'package'. And Claude is definitely a player and was checking me out." I wasn't sure if she found the idea hot or upsetting.

"Well, did it bother you? You must have noticed guys looking at you like that over the years, especially at camp, wearing short shorts and showing your legs. Not to mention when you were in a bathing suit at the pool. I know you weren't involved with anyone, but you're a beautiful woman and you must have drawn men's glances. And noticed it."

She actually blushed in front of me. "Yes, I did. Mostly a few guys. Why they never asked me out, so to speak, is beyond me. There were a couple I would have been interested in, at least until you came along."

I noticed what she said, and what she omitted. "You said 'mostly a few guys'. Some girls give you the once over?" I asked with a big dumbass grin.

"Sure, a couple of girls. Watch out, Bear, or you're going to embarrass yourself in your bathing suit. And what about you? You must have drawn some attention yourself. Very handsome, and I know you weren't a virgin when we met, though I never asked you about anyone in particular, and I must have known a couple of them." She was looking at me very curiously.

"Do you really want to know who, from high school? I'll tell you if you want me to."

"Was one of them Elizabeth Chao?" We both laughed hard at that. "I couldn't bear to lose to her twice."

"No, Angel, not Elizabeth Chao. I probably wouldn't have told you even if one of them was her, but no, I promise, not her. You're sure?"

"Oh hell, yes tell me. While I'm in a very forgiving mood." Chuckles from both of us. The waiter brought our drinks, a gin and tonic for Eva and a rum and Coke for me.

"There were two from school, and another two I met elsewhere. Jane Stern and Dina whatwashername. You know, she had that long Greek last name."

"Ok... well, no one I was even casually friendly with. I feel better about that. I know, it's not completely rational, but that's how I feel. So, who were the other two?"

"Does it matter? You wouldn't know them if I told you." I saw that was not satisfactory for Eva. She needed to know, for whatever reason. I said to myself what the hell. "One I met in a bar, a real one night stand. The other was my first time, a girl I met through a friend at a party. Laura. A cute short haired blond. She wasn't a virgin. Maybe that made it better for us. She knew what she was doing. I sure as hell didn't."