Why Stop at Cancun Ch. 03

We have always been morning people, so it was not unusual when we stirred at 7 AM the morning after we arrived on the island of St. Martin. We have slept in the nude for as long as I can remember, and as I rolled over to spoon with Julie, my morning wood only further punctuated the excitement of the moment.

"What's the matter Sam, can't you sleep?" she quietly joked while reaching behind her and briefly massaging the head of my penis before placing my hardness between her upper thighs. "It doesn't feel like you had a wet dream after talking to all those busty chicks down at the pool last night. Serves you right to have to suffer a little longer."

With a few short reverse thrusts of her hips, her warm thighs stroked my dick, after which she opened her legs enough to let me slide out and then she rolled over to face me. We kissed each other lightly while we both explored the warmness of the other's body. Her soft manipulations were bringing me near ejaculation when she suddenly threw off the bed covers, sat upright, and said, "Let's go take a walk on the beach!"

"My God!" I groaned. "You must get great pleasure getting me hot then pouring ice water all over me. Why don't you suck me off first then I'll gladly go...pleeeze!"

"I've got you right where I want you. Be a good boy today, and later I'll squeeze every drop out of you and swallow it all", she teased. "And quit stroking your prick before you get the sheets all nasty. I'll have to tell Monique downstairs that you got her linens soiled and she might have to give your sweet ass a hard spanking!"

Julie was getting every ounce of fun out of this situation, and I could tell my complaints would do me no good. I reluctantly arose from the bed, and while Julie was in the bathroom peeing and washing the sleep from her face, I put on my blue trunks, white tee, and my sandals. We traded places and when I returned to the bedroom, Julie had put on her yellow one-piece lycra suit. It was actually one of my favorites for it was tight and really had no linings in the top or bottom. Her camel toe was in full bloom, and the sight of it made the blood again flow to my groin.

We grabbed a couple of towels and the room key as we left our room and started down the stairs and along the path to the beach that was no more that 100 feet away. The morning sky was clear blue, the temperature was warm, and the sea breezes blew just enough to make it very comfortable. We took off our sandals, set them on one of the beach lounges that were being set up for the day, and turned to the right to walk the beach heading south. This turned out to be a significant decision.

We had not gone more that a hundred feet or so when we noticed a couple in the distance approaching us walking hand in hand, wearing hats to keep the warming sun off their heads, but wearing nothing else! As they got closer I guessed their ages to be around 60 or so, and though they had lost their youthful figures, both exhibited signs that they were no strangers to their nearest health gym. I told myself to keep looking them in the eyes and not to act surprised or get caught gawking like a school boy. I could tell from Julie's tightened grip that she must have been thinking the same thing.

"Top of the morning to you," the graying man said with a big smile looking at us directly and not exhibiting the least amount of modesty. The stately woman with him , his wife presumably, likewise exchanged pleasantries and passed with no more thought than if we were on a city sidewalk all dressed in our Sunday's finest.

"Sounded like they might have been British, eh?" I looked over at Julie and continued, "Did they look like they were missing something?"

Julie laughed quietly so as not to offend the two senior citizens and answered, "Yes, I do believe they forgot to put on their sunglasses!"

I laughed back at her, but I began to realize we were certainly "not in Kansas any more" as Dorothy would say. I also started to feel slightly over-dressed, you know, kind of like when you show up in a suit and tie and everyone else is wearing jeans!

We had just got our composure back and started our walk again when we spied two young ladies approaching us wearing the obligatory sun hats and glasses and again nothing else. They both had large breasts and from the way they bounced as they walked, I could tell they were all natural. From a distance it looked like one had a small patch of pubic hair remaining while the other seemed to be totally smooth. There was hardly a hint of any tan lines on either one. It must have been the glasses that threw us off, for it wasn't' until they were almost to us when I recognized them.

"Hi Monica...Hi Bobbi!," I said enthusiastically but acting as casually as one can when confronted by two gorgeous naked women in the morning light on a white sandy beach. "Remember us, Julie and Sam from the pool last night?"

"Oh my gosh, it is you," Bobbi said. "How are you two doing? How do you like the beach?" Being near Julie, Bobbi leaned over slightly and gave her a mini-hug of recognition.

Julie, was bubbly in her response, "We love the sand and water, but we were just wondering if we came a little too formally dressed. Everyone we've seen so far must have gone to the same tailor."

"Oh, you'll get accustomed to it in a jiffy," Monica chimed in. "It's just like jumping into a swimming pool...after the initial shock, you get used to it in no time. What do you think...no time like the present to join in with the rest of us!"

Without giving us a chance to argue, the girls took our towels and encouraged us to disrobe right in front of them. I was totally nude when Monica blurted out, "Oh my goodness Julie, you've got yourself a rather large boy toy there from what I can see. It would have been a crime to keep that covered for any longer!"

Julie might have chosen to just remove the top of her bikini at this point if she had been wearing one, and part of her probably felt she should have selected one to wear when we left the room earlier. She gingerly pulled the straps from her shoulders and pulled the top of her suit over her puffy nipples and down to her waist. It was a futile attempt to try to stop there as the girls both grabbed a strap and helped her pull the rest of the suit down to her ankles. I couldn't help but notice that neither of them was bashful when inspecting Julie's slit as it came into view just inches from their eyes.

The two younger ladies laughed and clapped their hands in approval as we became initiated into the "club". We turned towards the nearby beach chairs when we heard and saw another couple, whom we had totally missed seeing up to this point, loudly cheer our sudden nudity. They were Textiles, I noticed, but we did not mind in the least.

"By the way, where are the guys and Sue?" I asked.

"They all got up early and went scuba diving. They had to be at Anse Marcel harbor on the other side of the island at 6:30 this morning." Bobbi said. "They won't be back to Orient until way after lunch, so Monica and I thought we would have some fun of our own. Do you two want to keep us company?"

Before I could catch my breath and wondering if I would get a sudden morning beach woodie after hearing the offer, Julie piped up. "We'd love to have you two show us the ropes and help us get acquainted with the island, wouldn't we Sam?" All three looked in my direction where I was trying to demurely cover my growing member from their amused gazes. "The lovely hills and warm valleys look especially inviting!"

"Sure, sure that would be great!" I handed my trunks and towel to Monica who was closest to me and pleaded, "Here, will you hold my stuff for a second while I take a quick dip in the surf to cool off?"

I could hear the giggling behind me as I ran to the cold water in an attempt to chill ole Stiffy down a little. After only a few seconds, I felt close to normal and waded back out toward the girls.

"I see it only helped a little bit," Bobbi smiled. "But we like you just the way you are. We don't judge, and hopefully you won't judge us." With this Bobbi and Monica moved closer to each other and proudly stood with an exaggerated "chest out" pose. Julie couldn't help but join in the pose, and she certainly held her own!

The four of us continued our morning walk in our original direction, with me more often than not hanging behind where I had the best view. The girls would often stop and bend over looking for sea shells, intentionally giving me my favorite view of a woman's body...their upper thighs, smooth rounded asses and a hint of soft pussy lips. We passed a number of additional nude walkers of all ages and shapes, but now we felt like we were part of the family so to speak. Some addressed us in French, some in languages that I could only guess at, but all were very friendly. We found out later that many of them had started their walk at the nude resort at the south end of Orient, strolling the beach for about a mile and then turning around and heading back from whence they began.

We all got back to our own stretch of the beach (called Bikini Beach) where Monica and Bobbi had left their bikinis on a chair near where we had. It was a little past 8 AM so we put on our suits and walked up the path to our morning breakfast in the open air cabana. The meal was included in our trip package, and the strong hot coffee, fresh fruit, croissants, eggs and bacon hit the spot after all the exercise and fresh salty air.

"I don't know about the rest of you, but I'm ready to get some serious rays," Bobbi announced as we were finishing our last cup of java. "Monica, let's go back to the room, take care of our nature calls, grab our stuff, and meet Sam and Julie out front on the beach. Whoever gets there first needs to save a couple of spots for the other two."

Julie and I agreed, and we went back to our room. As soon as I closed the door behind me, Julie grabbed me around the neck and gave me a big wet passionate kiss. Reaching down the front of my suit, she eagerly put her hand around the head of my dick and said, "Let's see where this whole thing takes us and we'll do whatever feels good. This is a chance for both of us to walk on the wild side, an opportunity that we may not get again. Whatever happens I know I love you and I know you love me even if this (she squeezes my swelling member) wants to explore some new territory."

I kissed her back with a force and emotion that hasn't been there in quite a while. I wondered what Julie was anticipating, and the thought of her and I being with another woman (not to mention two) made me tremble. I was now glad that Julie had not given in to my plea earlier that morning to be sucked dry. I wanted to have my full sexual strength for what might lay ahead.

We gathered our beach items (towels, hats, sandals, lotion, sunglasses, cash, etc) and put them in a carry bag. Looking at each other holding our bathing suits, we shrugged our shoulders and threw them in the bag with the rest of the stuff instead of putting them on. This was no time for false modesty.

We locked the door behind us, threw the key in the bag, and headed hand in hand down the exterior stairway. We met Monique on the path leading to the beach dressed in a thong and see-through top. "Wow! You two look great. It didn't take you long to get with the program."

Looking a little worried as she matter-of-factly inspected our genital areas, she warned, "Use plenty of sun screen on your privates or you'll be sorry later tonight. Have fun...I'm sure I'll see you later since I'm scheduled to serve drinks to the guests on the beach today. I'm also known to have a great technique for applying lotion to my patrons that tip well! With a big smile and slight chuckle she walked away swaying her hips seductively.

End of Chapter 3