The Pineapple Lounge Ch. 03

Lisa settled onto the plush sun lounger next to her husband Mark's, feeling its soft cushioning envelop her body. After their exhausting night, they'd laid in and it was now mid-afternoon. The sun cast a warm, golden glow over the beach, creating a serene and tranquil atmosphere. As she reclined, a sense of calm washed over Lisa. She closed her eyes, allowing the gentle sound of lapping waves to lull her into a state of relaxation. Despite her best efforts to extinguish the thoughts, excerpts of the thrilling moments she had spent in the Pineapple Lounge lingered in her mind. It had been a night of adventure and seduction, an escape from the ordinary into a world of allure and excitement, where she broke so many established boundaries.

Lisa had worn a bikini to the beach. Its intricately designed top accentuated her delicate curves with a touch of elegance. Its rich fabric and delicate straps showcased her sun-kissed shoulders, adding a subtle allure to her beach ensemble. Complementing the top, Lisa's thong bikini bottom hugged her hips, offering both comfort and a hint of playfulness. As the fabric stretched across below her flat tummy, a subtle cleft appeared, teasing at the allure beneath the material. It marked the intimate territory where passions had roamed freely just hours ago, giving subtle publicity to Lisa's wild encounters of last night.

As the sun warmed her skin and with a mischievous smile playing on her lips, Lisa untied the thin straps of her bikini top and let it fall beside her on the sun lounger. The gentle breeze caressed her bare chest, her nipples hardened and pointed towards the sky, adding a sensual thrill to the air. The warmth of the sun, filtered through the canopy of palm trees, kissed her body, creating a soothing contrast to the vibrant energy she had experienced the night before.

With each breath, Lisa tried to immerse herself in the present moment and forget about last night, but flashbacks kept reappearing. She opened her eyes to dispel them and embraced the tranquillity of the sun lounger and the gentle rhythm of the ocean as it echoed in her ears. Looking across at Mark she caught his eye before drifting back to dreamland again. She wriggled at the memory of their shared passionate moments last night and after she already yielded herself to others.

It had started after Mark had all but discovered her tryst with Suzie and Matt. In her memory she accurately recalled what had happened...

"Will you excuse us for a few minutes?" I had said to Suzie and Matt with a wink, before turning back to my husband.

"Follow me darling," I ordered Mark as I took his hand and guided him out of the bar and towards the private room where I had been with Matt and Suzie just minutes earlier. Perplexed he dutifully followed.

I knew I needed to make it up to Mark and show him how much I loved him. After we entered the private room, Mark shut the door behind us with a determined look on his face. Despite my probable unfaithfulness, I could see the desire in his eyes and the anticipation was palpable. He moved closer to me, and I could feel his body heat emanating towards me, causing tingling in my tummy, which I hadn't felt with my husband for an age. With my dalliance about to be completely exposed I had become vulnerable, but the excitement was overwhelming.

Mark spoke softly to me, "I love you no matter what you've done tonight."

Relief flushed across my face as I knew that he didn't mind. I started to tell him everything, but within moments he pressed a finger to my lips and whispered "Shush."

I wrapped my arms around his neck, and we smooched passionately, hungering for each other. He picked me up with ease and carried me to the bed, his hands exploring my body as he removed my few clothes and my Prada heels. I lay there face up, naked. My used body was fully displayed and exposed to my husband. Mark began to explore it with his fingers, traveling to places already ravished by Suzie and Matt; I felt a sense of liberation instead of guilt or shame. I had always been adventurous, and tonight's experience only added to that thrill. Mark examined me closely. He caressed my pubic hair and I let out a gasp as his fingertips moved lower in between my engorged labia. He smiled at me as his fingers parted my lips, which were gaping wide. I was wet and used. I knew he could see and feel that I'd just had wild sex and rather than being ashamed, it made me horny. A half, one, then two of Mark's fingers were easily swallowed by my vagina. His thumb rubbed the outside of my swollen clit. As his gooey fingers moved in and out of me, I could feel the stirrings of pleasure building within me once again. I arched my back and moaned softly, urging him on. I could feel mine and Matt's essence dribbling out of me as my husband finger-fucked me. Mark knew just how to touch me, and soon I was writhing beneath him, lost in a haze of ecstasy. I cried out, unafraid who might hear me.

After several minutes I couldn't take any more, so I beckoned to Mark to undress and lie down on his back instead of me. I was eager to change positions from how I'd made love to Matt earlier, plus I knew how best to pleasure my husband. Kneeling up, with my legs near his head, I took his cock in my hand and wrapped my lips all around it. Slowly I teased it with my fingers and my tongue until I swallowed most of it whole, gagging a little as I did. As I serviced his cock, I revelled in the fact that he had a clear view of my freshly fucked pussy, which hovered near his face. I gave him an enthusiastic blow-job, to the point where he was about to burst, when I stopped, I wasn't ready to finish yet.

I then turned around and climbed on top of him with my legs astride his chest. I took hold of one of his hands and pulled it to my pussy, to its entrance, wanting him to penetrate me with his fingers again, thereby giving time for his cock to calm down.

In and out of my pussy pumped his fingers, driving me wild with desire, until I wriggled off his fingers and replaced them with his hard cock. Despite his fullness it slipped easily inside me, I had been so well prepared by Matt, and he immediately started to thrust upwards into me with increasing speed and intensity. He fucked me hard. I wrapped my legs tightly to his waist, rising up and down myself to urge him on. As we moved together in a frenzy of passion, my body delighted with his reclamation. The feeling of Mark's hard cock thrusting in and out of me, sent me over the edge once again, I yelped in pleasure as my body convulsed in the first waves of orgasmic bliss. Mark could feel my body tensing beneath him, and he knew I was in the throes of a climax. He increased the intensity of his thrusts, matching my rhythm, feeling the pressure building in his own body. With a final deep thrust, Mark exploded inside me, filling me with his hot seed to comingle with that of my earlier lover's. Satisfied like never before I collapsed on top of him, my breasts squashed against his chest.

After we had both caught our breath, Mark gently withdrew from me and pulled me even closer to him, gripping me in his arms. We lay like that together on the bed, basking in the afterglow of our lovemaking, enjoying the sensation of our skin against each other's, content in the knowledge that we had rediscovered much of the passion that had brought us together in the first place.

"Lisa" she heard Mark call out, "Shall we go for a swim?"

Emerging from her tantalizing daydream, Lisa noticed the tell-tale signs of her arousal. Her nipples stood erect, aching for attention, while the undeniable wetness between her thighs whispered of the passions that had consumed her the previous night. Tentatively, she nodded in the affirmative back to Mark and began to fasten her bikini top, but Mark's voice cut through the air, urging her to be bold.

"Leave it off, darling," Mark suggested, his eyes smouldering with a mixture of curiosity and desire. Lisa complied, allowing her bare breasts to bounce freely as she stood up.

Hand in hand, they made their way toward the lapping waves, their bodies shimmering with anticipation. As Mark and Lisa ventured into the sparkling sea, the sun-drenched beach seemed to fade into the background. With each step, the water grew deeper, gently lapping against their bodies, teasing them with its sensual touch.

Lisa's heart quickened as the water playfully caressed her bikini bottoms, creating a delicious contrast against her warm skin. The sensual touch of the sea awakened a surge of desire within her, mingling with the memories of her passionate encounter with Mark, Suzie and Matt. It was in this heightened state of awareness that Matt's question emerged, echoing the unspoken yearnings within.

"Lisa," he began, his voice carrying a mix of curiosity and longing, "Do you plan on seeing them again?"

Her gaze met Matt's, their eyes locking in an unspoken understanding. The weight of his words hung in the air, inviting her to confront her deepest desires. In that moment, Lisa felt the swell of courage rising within her, urging her to be honest with herself and her partners.

A sense of vulnerability washed over her, mingling with the intoxicating allure of the sea. With a voice that trembled ever so slightly, she responded, "Yes, Matt, I'd like to. Would you mind?"

Mark's eyes met Lisa's, a mixture of love, trust, and a shared appetite for adventure shining through. He understood the complexity of her desires and was ready to embark on this journey together. As their hands intertwined, Mark's voice resonated with a mix of excitement and devotion, "But I don't want to be left out again."

Lisa, with her eyes gleaming with anticipation, replied, "Well, you wouldn't be. Suzie asked me last night if we would both like to go to their villa for supper tomorrow evening. She gave me directions and it's just a short walk."

Lisa's heart raced with anticipation, her desire for both Suzie and Matt burning brightly, she was afraid what Mark would say.

"Okay, if you are sure," Mark replied, much to Lisa's relief.

Lisa leaned into him and pressed her soft lips against his, her kiss brimming with gratitude and anticipation. She let her warm hands wander across his colder wet body, teasing and tantalizing, a silent thank you for his openness and willingness to explore their shared desires.

Mark, caught in the swirl of their passionate connection, reciprocated with equal fervour. Their lips melded together in a fiery embrace, their bodies responding to the electrifying chemistry between them. As Lisa pressed her hard nipples against her husband's chest, she felt his hard cock reciprocate against her tummy as it fought to escape the confines of his shorts. In that moment, they shared not only a kiss but a promise of uncharted pleasure and unforgettable experiences to come.

As their lips finally parted, Lisa whispered, her voice laced with desire, "Thank you, darling. You won't regret it. Tomorrow evening, with Suzie and Matt, promises to be an unforgettable experience."