Holiday Delight (A Romance Short)

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Dear Diary: I Had a Threesome

Holiday sex comes in many guises, but most of them consist of drunken, clumsy, hotel room thrustings, followed by a certain feeling of vulnerability and a brutal hangover. During my travels in Asia last summer I never went for many one night flings for this reason, preferring to get to know the girl a bit rather than moving ahead too quickly.

Chloe changed all of that for me. She was a 23 year old, painfully pretty, blonde curly-haired Irish girl. Sweet and innocent looking, to a degree, she was around 5'5 tall and wore the kind of loose, flowing, hippie dresses that meant many a guy wouldn't notice just how beautifully curvy she was…until you took a closer look.

We met at a bar in Gili
Air, Indonesia. My group from the scuba school had gone along to celebrate completing our PADI course. Chloe and her sister's friends had gathered for their last night before grabbing a boat to Mataram the next day. We finished up at the first bar, all went on to a second and third, and the hazy recollections of alcohol take over my memories for a few hours.

I remember dancing. I remember speaking to Chloe's sister in my dreadful pretend Irish accent for hours, not sure whether she was laughing with me or at me. I remember cocktails in a plethora of colors and shapes being bought and consumed.

Things became hazy - very hazy, for a few hours, and it wasn't until leaving the bar that my senses became sharp enough again to remember what was going on. Perhaps it was the fresh sea air and the nighttime breeze, a welcome change from the stifling heat of the packed reggae bar we were last in.

The next thing I knew was that I was heading towards the beach, kicking up clouds of soft, fine sand as I ventured further away from the main strip running through town. The most interesting development was that Chloe was strolling along next to me, her arm linked in mine and her pink flip flops leaving light imprints in the sand next to my Birkenstocks.

We found a spot not far from the lapping waves and sat down. I remember looking out to the sea and seeing that dusky grey color starting to set in at the horizon, the moment of stasis between blackest night and bright warm sunrise.

Chloe was staring out to sea too as I turned back to look at her. She was about to mention something about going for a swim when an uncontrollable urge to kiss her came over me. I leaned forward suddenly and planted my lips on hers, making her stiffen oh-so-momentarily in surprise, before yielding and leaning into me. We embraced, just for a moment or two, before I pulled back. She smiled at me as I brought my hand up to brush the hair away from her face.

She went to say something else and I darted in mischievously to kiss her again, stopping her from talking. As I moved back she went to talk again. I kissed her again, silencing her. She tried to talk several more times… each time I leapt in and interrupted her with another kiss, before she burst into giggles and gave up.

We sat for a moment in silence, looking into each other's eyes. I like to think there was nothing that needed to be said at that point, but perhaps she'd just given up trying to say anything. After a couple of minutes she leapt to her feet. "I'm going for a swim!" she proclaimed.

She began walking towards the shore. After a few steps she stopped, without hesitation, and lifted her dress up, over her shoulders, and dropped it into the sand next to her. She was wearing black knickers and a simple black bra - nothing overly provocative but right there and then it was the hottest thing I could ever imagine.

She turned to look at me over her shoulder. "You coming then?" she questioned, before turning and running towards the sea.#

I admired her tanned, exposed figure just for a moment before I stood up, pulled off my tee shirt, shorts, and sandals - in record time - and ran down the beach after her.

I leapt into the water. It was beautifully warm, and refreshing, and I remember thinking (not for the first time) just how incredibly lucky I was to be here now, travelling through Asia, enjoying this experience. I moved towards Chloe, who was now waist-deep in the water and laughing as she splashed water at me with her hands. I started splashing back as I walked over.

Her curly hair was now soaked and clung to her face in straight, darkened lines. I gently swept it away and behind her ears with both hands, before kissing her hard on the lips. As we kissed, again and again, I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her closer to me, our wet warm bodies squeezed tight together. She whimpered quietly when I first moved my tongue past her lips and began to explore her mouth. I began to feel myself getting an erection the more we kissed, with nothing but the thin fabric of our underwear keeping me from her wetness.

I managed to tear myself away after a minute or two and began to walk back to the shoreline, wrapping my arm around her waist and bringing her back with me. She put her arm around me too and moved her hand down to cover my ass. I was only too happy to do the same.

Back on the sand I detoured slightly to a sun lounger that had been left out. I turned to face Chloe, kissing her again and running my hands down the sides of her body, wet from the sea, before sitting her down and running off to get our things.

When I returned I moved to sit next to her on the edge of the lounger and she smiled again at me - there was a slight look of apprehension in her eyes but she shuffled up close to me anyway. I moved forward and began to kiss her neck, lightly at first but with more passion after a moment.

Her breath began to quicken and she brought a hand up to grab the hair at the back of my head. I kept one hand on her back and slowly slid the other one up the other side of her body, resting it at the edge of her bra. I moved down slightly to kiss her on he#r collarbone. I remember the taste of salt from the sea on her skin, the sound of her breathing heavily, the feel of my cock as it began to strain against my boxers. I brought my hand around and gently grabbed her right breast and she whimpered again.

I began to feel an animalistic lust rise within me. The nighttime tropical air, the warmth from the sea, the alcohol, the beautiful girl panting and softly moaning in front of me….I lifted my head up again and kissed her hard on the mouth, one, twice, three times. As I moved back from her I swung my leg around over the other side of the lounger. With my legs either side of the chair now I turned her around to face me and pulled her down.

I felt an immediate change in her temperament now that she was in the dominant position. She began to kiss my neck and chest, running her fingers down my body to the waistline on my boxers. I lifted my legs from their current resting place on the floor, either side of the lounger, and wrapped them around her. My hands moved to cup her breasts through her bra. "Take it off" I told her, looking into her eyes, dark and dilated with lust. Her arms moved behind her back, unclasping her bra and tossing it into the sand next to us.

The sight of her naked, beautiful breasts was just about too much for my still-covered cock to handle, and I began to wonder whether I would actually tear through the fabric of my boxers. I sat up and planted kisses all over her gorgeous tits, squeezing and massaging one whilst kissing and licking the other. I took an erect nipple in my mouth and sucked, gently at first before applying more pressure. The sounds she made as she whimpered and moaned were almost enough to make me cum without her even touching my cock. When I was finally able to remove myself from her tits I sat back against the back of the lounger again.

I was gasping for her to start working on my cock by now. I could barely wait another moment to feel her hands, her mouth, her….I couldn't even contemplate her pussy at that moment for fear of finishing there and then. I grabbed both of her hands and moved them back down to the waistband on my boxers. She duly obliged, sliding them down for me and releasing my painfully erect penis, which snapped up into the air like a ruler.

It felt so unbelievably good for my cock to finally be out in the open, and I could feel it swell even more under Chloe's watching eye. She moved in and kissed the head gently, before ever-so-lightly running the tip of her tongue up the back of the shaft. She then sat up for a moment, lifting herself up to free my legs so she could pull my boxers right off.

As she returned she wasted no time at all, and with one hand wrapped around my shaft she took my cock deep in her mouth. My heart was threatening to burst through my chest and I couldn't help but cry out. She slid furiously up and down the length of my cock, her damp hair tickling ever so slightly as it brushed against me each time. I had to stop her at one point for fear of exploding in her mouth too soon, so I lifted her head up and moved forward to kiss her on the lips again.

She wrapped a hand around my cock and continued to pump her hand whilst our lips locked together, and again I had to ease her hand off for fear of ending all the fun too soon.

She moved away from my lips after a moment to whisper in my ear. "I want you to fuck me. I want your cock in me right now."

As she finished the words she took my hand and guided it towards her knickers. I pressed my hand gently against the front to feel her mound through the fabric of her underwear - it was still damp from the sea but I could tell that she was absolutely soaked and ready for me. That, and the fact that she almost leapt in the air at my touch.

She grabbed my shoulders and pulled me down on top of her as she lay back on the lounger. With desperation in her movements she slid one hand up and down the shaft of my cock again, and with the other she pulled her knickers to one side to reveal her gaping wetness. This sweet Irish girl had gone from mild apprehension to being unable to even wait long enough to fully undress.

Her breathing got quicker and quicker as she guided my cock towards her soaking pussy. I began to enter her and she took a deep breath, squeezing her eyes shut as her tight pussy lips engulfed the head of my cock. I began to move out again in order to tease just a little, but she was having none of it and grabbed my ass with both hands to stop me backing out. I took the hint and instead thrust myself deep, hard, quickly into her. She cried out and her nails dug into me as I plunged into her wetness.

Her pussy felt absolutely incredible, soaking wet and unbelievably tight around my aching cock. I began to pound her and she panted louder and louder with each thrust. I wanted to change positions after a couple of minutes but she wouldn't let me stop, instead putting an arm# around the back of my neck to keep me in place. She began to rub her clit with her other hand and I could tell she was on the verge of orgasm. I was close myself by now and my thrusting became more and more desperate.