The Pineapple Lounge Ch. 04

Mark, breathless and captivated by Lisa's kiss, smiled, and nodded, his eyes sparkling with anticipation. He had made his decision, and the prospect of the upcoming evening filled him with excitement too. Together, they would continue this exciting new journey of pleasure.

After a short swim, arm in arm, Lisa and Mark returned to their beach chairs, refreshed from the cooling sea water. They settled back, the sun warming their skin, as they gazed out at the endless expanse of the ocean. As they whiled away the afternoon, their conversation meandered from light-hearted topics to the tantalizing anticipation of what awaited them tomorrow. Lisa's laughter filled the air, a melody that danced with the gentle breeze. Mark's eyes sparkled with a mix of adoration and curiosity, eager to hear more.

Their minds intertwined in a playful dance, filled with teasing banter and shared desires. Lisa's fingers delicately traced patterns on Mark's arm, leaving a trail of electrifying sensations in their wake. She leaned closer, her lips brushing against his ear as she whispered, "I can't help but imagine what tomorrow evening will bring."

Mark's breath hitched at her words, a mixture of excitement and affection swirling within him. He turned to face her, his eyes locking onto hers, and replied, "Neither can I, Lisa."

The spent a quiet evening in that night and fell asleep easily, exhausted from the late night before.

The following morning dawned with a sense of tranquillity, like the calm you get before the storm. Lisa's body lay sprawled across the bed, the soft cotton sheet barely covering her naked form. The morning light cascaded through the window, casting a gentle glow on her petite breasts and the patch of curly hair between her thighs. Her small, perky breasts rose and fell with each breath, their pinkie-brown nipples standing proudly in the cool air of the room.

As Lisa stirred from her slumber, the memories of the passionate night with Suzie and Matt flooded her mind, igniting a spark of excitement within her. Her heart raced as she recalled their touch, their kisses, her fabulous boobs, his fulsome cock, and the forbidden pleasure they shared. The anticipation of tonight's encounter at Matt and Suzie's villa sent a shiver of delight down her spine.

Running her fingers through her tousled hair, Lisa couldn't help but relish in the sensations that still lingered on her body. She traced the curve of her breast, revelling in the sensitive flesh that fit perfectly in her palm. Her fingertips glided down her stomach, lingering in the softness of her skin before reaching the tuft of hair that adorned her womanhood.

The sight of her untamed, hairy pussy excited her, a visual reminder of the passionate exploration she had indulged in two nights ago. She was surprised to see (and feel) there was now a distinctive valley which parted her hair down the middle of her pubis, which hadn't been so pronounced before. She suspected the cleft was likely formed by her vagina expanding for Matt's large penis. Lisa took a closer look at herself and was fascinated by how engorged the pink petals of her labia still were. Between them her inner lips were swollen too and her opening gaping more than she had ever seen before outside sex. She touched herself gently with her fingertips.

With each passing moment, Lisa's excitement grew, her body responding to the memories and the anticipation. Her breathing quickened, and soft whimpers escaped her lips as she played with herself, filling the room with a subtle reminder of her awakened desires. Unbeknownst to her, her gentle sounds of pleasure reached Mark's ears, stirring him from his own sleep.

Mark's eyes fluttered open, captivated by the sight of his beautiful wife lying there, her body exposed and radiant. He felt a surge of desire course through him as he watched her masturbating, his own anticipation growing with every passing second.

With her eyes closed Lisa was oblivious to Mark's stare. But as her gentle whimpers danced through the air, Mark broke cover. He leaned in, and planted a soft kiss on his wife's lips, savouring the taste of their shared desire. Lisa's eyes opened, meeting his with a mix of passion and mischief. But as their bodies gravitated towards each other, Lisa gently placed a finger on his lips, halting his advances. As she did, he could smell and then taste her sweet pussy.

"Save your strength for later," she whispered, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. "We have an unforgettable night ahead, and I want you at your best."

He knew she was right. They had planned something special, an exploration of their deepest fantasies, and it required their utmost energy and passion. With a playful wink, Lisa took her own advice and slipped out of bed, her naked form shimmering in the morning light. Mark watched her, his desire simmering beneath the surface. He knew that the wait would only heighten their pleasure, making their reunion later even more intense.

As Lisa moved about the room, preparing for the day ahead, Mark couldn't help but admire her beauty. Her small, perky breasts, her luscious curves, and the untamed, wild allure of her hairy pussy. Every inch of her body exuded sensuality, leaving him longing for the moment their bodies would intertwine once again. After a while, Lisa moved gracefully toward the bathroom. The sound of running water echoed in the room as she turned on the shower, though Mark could only imagine the sight from the bed.

The droplets cascaded over Lisa body, caressing her skin, as she stood beneath the warm spray. As it did, a mischievous thought crossed her mind and she reached for the razor. She decided to surprise Mark, to make their night together even more tantalizing. With delicate movements, she carefully shaved herself, removing every trace of hair below her head, leaving only a smooth canvas of desire. As the razor glided across her skin, Lisa couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement. She was now fresh and bare, an open invitation for exploration and indulgence of deepest desires.

Finishing her intimate grooming, Lisa stepped out of the shower, the steam following her like a veil of sensuality. Looking in the mirror, before it was completely misted-up, Lisa observed her new-look womanhood. Its delicate folds now protruded from her slit, flushed with a deeper hue, and the cleft between them appeared more pronounced, just as she had suspected before. Lisa smiled at the memories, knowing her intimate beauty symbolized the desire they had all indulged in. She wrapped herself in a fluffy towel, her skin still glowing from the warmth of the water. Her body felt electrified, alive with anticipation for the night that awaited them.

In the dressing room, Lisa carefully selected her attire for the day, opting for a flowing sundress that cascaded down her body in delicate folds. The dress, adorned with a vibrant floral pattern, provided an alluring yet subtle allure. She made sure to choose undergarments that ensured her freshly shaved pussy remained hidden from Mark's view, preserving an element of surprise for later.

Returning to the bedroom, Lisa spotted Mark still nestled beneath the covers, his gaze fixated on her every move. She approached him, leaning in for a tender kiss that conveyed her desire and anticipation.

"After breakfast," she whispered, her voice laced with a tantalizing hint, "I want to go into town and buy a little surprise for Suzie. Hopefully I can find a special thank you present for our visit to their villa tonight."

"That's a great idea." Mark responded. "And, after your naughtiness, I think I'm owed one too" Mark's eyes sparkled with curiosity; but he wasn't sure Lisa had agreed to his request.

Lisa took a step back, her gaze lingering on Mark's longing expression. With a playful smile, she added, "But for now, let's enjoy a leisurely breakfast together. Get your lazy arse out of bed!"

Mark nodded and slipped out of bed to shower and dress.

Later that morning Lisa left their lavish hotel suite and took a taxi to the local town with its vibrant streets and hidden treasures, providing the perfect backdrop for her quest to find a meaningful present for Suzie. Her search wasn't easy however, with nothing memorable found until she stepped into the inviting atmosphere of an art studio. Its walls were adorned with captivating photographs which intrigued her, each one telling a story through the lens of artistic expression.

Victoria, the talented photographer and proprietor, greeted Lisa warmly and asked if she could help. Lisa explained her desire for two gifts that would be deeply personal, tokens of appreciation that went beyond mere materiality. One for each of Mark, her husband and Suzie, her friend. Victoria, with the keen eye of an artist, had spied how Lisa and been attracted to some of her boudoir portraits, and suggested a daring idea that caught Lisa off guard.

Victoria presented the concept of creating two custom portraits, works of art that would capture Lisa's connection to the recipients. Intrigued yet apprehensive, Lisa's curiosity got the better of her, and she found herself captivated by the potential of such a unique gift.

As Victoria guided her through to the adjacent studio, Lisa's gaze fell upon a collection of particularly erotic and alluring photographs lying on a table, which were yet to be framed. She blushed as she saw they were of Victoria, naked. And despite knowing that Victoria was watching her, Lisa felt a magnetic pull towards the intimate pictures, drawn to the raw sensuality and unapologetic expression they depicted.

"They are for my patron, explained Victoria. Come this way and we can make your own special gifts."

Taking a deep breath, Lisa mustered the courage to step into the unknown. Victoria quickly made Lisa comfortable, showing her each batch of draft pictures after she'd taken them and gently coercing her to reveal more of herself. With each click of the camera, Lisa's apprehension melted away, replaced by a newfound liberation. Soon Lisa was completely naked, except for a veil. She was also tremendously turned on, savouring the moments when Victoria leant over her and rearranged her erotic poses with her delicate touch. The two chosen final black and white 24"x12" photographs were each a carefully orchestrated composition.

In the first, selected by Lisa for Matt and Suzie, her face was half-obscured, her expression a delicate balance of vulnerability and confidence. Adorned only in a sheer fabric that clung to her curves, Lisa exuded an air of mystery and allure. Her small hard nipples poked through the gauze as it draped down her naked torso. The fabric caressed her shaven intimate area, revealing her delicate labia and the glistening wetness between, a tantalizing glimpse that spoke volumes about where her friends had ventured and willingness to bare her soul.

The second photograph encapsulated her love for her husband, as her hidden face was fearless unveiled. Every inch of her naked body became a canvas of unfiltered passion, her eyes now unobscured, radiating a mix of vulnerability and self-assurance. Her shaven intimate area took centre stage, a symbol of her unapologetic femininity, inviting exploration and celebration. It was presented to the one with whom she shared her life but not always her body.

These two portraits would be more than gifts; they would be profound expressions of Lisa's appreciation, conveying the depth of her connection to Mark and Suzie/Matt. Through the lens of artistic vision, she would offer them an intimate glimpse into her own journey of self-discovery and her thanks for the parts they had played in it.

As the late afternoon sun bathed their hotel suite in warm hues, Lisa returned with a sense of excitement, clutching two beautifully wrapped packages in her hands. Mark, sitting on the couch, looked up at her arrival, his curiosity piqued.

"I have something special for you as well as for Suzie and Matt," Lisa said, her voice laced with anticipation.

Mark's eyebrows lifted in surprise. "For me? What is it?"

With a mischievous smile, Lisa handed him the first package, watching as he eagerly tore off the wrapping. Mark's eyes widened as he gazed at the image, his breath catching in his throat.

"I got my picture taken for you," Lisa unnecessarily explained, her voice filled with a mix of confidence and vulnerability. "I wanted to give you something unique, something that embodies our love and desire."

Mark's gaze lingered on the photograph, his eyes tracing the curves and contours of Lisa's body. The skilled lens of the photographer had captured her essence, showcasing her natural beauty in a way that left Mark breathless. But what truly captivated Mark's attention was the way Lisa had chosen to pose. As his gaze moved down the photograph, Mark's breath hitched at the sight of Lisa's bared body. The pose was sensual yet elegant, her curves accentuated by the play of shadows and light. Her skin glowed with a captivating allure, and Mark's eyes lingered on her intimate area, with just a hint of her labia peeking out, leaving him yearning for more. He couldn't help but notice the subtle details - the softness of her skin, the gentle curve of her waist, and the absence of hair.

"You... you shaved," Mark whispered, his voice filled with surprise and appreciation.

Overwhelmed with emotion, Mark looked up at Lisa, his voice filled with awe. "This is stunning. You look breath-taking. I can't believe you posed like that. Thank you.""

Lisa's face blushed with a mix of pride and anticipation. "Yes, I wanted to surprise you. I wanted to create something unique for you to cherish. I've got a similar one for Suzie and Matt, though with my face obscured. It'll be a special reminder of our 'connection'. You can't see it now though; I want it to be a surprise"

As the evening approached, Lisa and Mark prepared themselves for the visit to Suzie and Matt's villa. The anticipation of sharing Lisa's gift added an extra layer of excitement to their evening. Mark was apprehensive, knowing he was likely to be sharing something else again, his wife, but also hopeful that this time he would be joining in.

With the wrapped photograph in hand, Lisa and Mark arrived at the villa, where Suzie greeted them with a wide smile. Her eyes took in Lisa's appearance, appreciating every detail. Lisa had chosen a simple, light blue clingy dress that accentuated her curves, leaving little to the imagination. The absence of underwear was supposed to be Lisa's secret, but it was poorly kept, as her nipples poked through the fabric of her dress from the front, and she had no visible panty-line from behind. There was no doubt that it an extra allure to her already captivating presence.

Suzie, with her buxom figure and flowing blonde locks, exuded confidence, and radiance. She wore a fitted skirt that accentuated her curves and a low-cut top that showcased her ample cleavage. Her outfit was a perfect blend of sophistication and sensuality, mirroring her vibrant personality.

As they exchanged warm greetings, Lisa noticed Suzie's appreciative glance, a mischievous gleam in her eyes. As Lisa handed over the gift to Suzie, her eyes sparkled with anticipation, eager to witness the reactions it would elicit. Thanking her with a lingering kiss, Suzie took the package and led them inside her holiday home. In the modern living area, they were greeted by the sight of Matt standing by a well-stocked bar, ready to concoct their favourite cocktails and serve the canapés. His eyes widened with delight as he caught sight of Lisa, in her alluring dress and with softly bouncing breasts. Lisa couldn't help but blush, as she saw Matt look her up and down, knowing that her nipples were signalling her excitement to see him again.

Suzie, her eyes twinkling mischievously, spoke up. "I can't wait to see what you've brought for us, Lisa. But first, please help yourself to some of these delicious treats and cocktails. Matt has outdone himself once again."

Matt's eyes locked onto Lisa, his gaze filled with a potent mix of admiration and desire. Without hesitation, he closed the distance between them, his lips gently brushing against her cheek in a tender greeting. In that fleeting moment, a surge of electricity passed between them, as if their bodies were attuned to an unspoken connection.

His arms wrapped around her, pulling her into an embrace that felt both familiar and exhilarating. The soft fabric of her dress emphasised the subtle swell of her breasts, and Matt's fingers instinctively traced the outline of her hardened nipples, an audacious act that sent a jolt of pleasure coursing through Lisa's body, before he gripped a buttock with each hand. It was a daring gesture, a fleeting touch that spoke volumes about the underlying attraction simmering beneath the surface.

Caught in the intoxicating moment, Lisa's breath hitched, her heart pounding with a mix of anticipation and caution. She was acutely aware of her husband standing beside her, a silent observer to this charged encounter. The accepted societal boundaries had immediately been blurred, with Matt's desire palpable.

With a lingering touch and a knowing smile, Matt reluctantly released Lisa from his embrace, their bodies still tingling with electricity. It was a greeting that hung in the air, a silent promise of the tantalizing possibilities that awaited them in the evening ahead.

The foursome savoured the delectable canapés and expertly crafted cocktails, their taste buds dancing with delight as the flavours tantalized their senses. Laughter and conversation filled the sleek living area, creating an atmosphere of warmth and camaraderie. As the evening progressed, Suzie, with an air of excitement, declared that it was time to open her present.

The anticipation rippled through the room as Suzie carefully unwrapped the gift, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. The room fell silent as the framed picture was revealed, capturing everyone's attention. Lisa's heart skipped a beat as she observed their reactions, her secret gift poised to unveil a new layer of intimacy and allure.

Suzie's eyes widened; her gaze fixated on the image before her. A mix of surprise and appreciation painted her features, as she marvelled at the photo that so well encapsulated Lisa's essence. Despite her face being obscured, those with an intimate knowledge of Lisa knew it was her. The portrait exuded sensuality, the delicate play of light and shadows capturing the contours of Lisa's naked body with artistic precision.

Lisa couldn't help but feel a sense of vulnerability and empowerment as she observed her image, her face hidden, yet her naked form bared for all to see. Her smooth, shaven intimate areas were central and spoke of her boldness and uninhibited nature. Unlike the picture she'd chosen for Matt, in this one her legs were wide open. The portrait was an erotic celebration of the recent intimate bond Lisa had experienced with Matt and Suzie.

As Suzie gazed at the portrait, a knowing smile tugged at the corners of her lips. It was a gift that transcended the conventional, a visual representation of the passion they'd shared with Lisa.

The room erupted in a chorus of admiration and praise; each person captivated by the allure of the portrait. As the room fell into a hushed silence, Suzie's eyes met Lisa's, brimming with gratitude and a hint of mischief. Unable to contain her excitement and appreciation, Suzie leaned in, her lips gently pressing against Lisa's in a tender yet lingering kiss. It was a gesture of gratitude, a heartfelt expression of the connection they shared.

But Suzie's touch didn't end with the kiss. Emboldened by the moment, her hand subtly slipped beneath the hem of Lisa's dress, her fingertips grazing the silky smoothness of Lisa's bare pussy. A shiver coursed through Lisa's body as desire flared between them, a potent mix of pleasure and anticipation.