I felt a warm pull gnawing hungrily at my insides at the thought of his large hands roaming my body. Shifting in my sun lounger and adjusting my bikini top in a way I knew would have each nipple briefly visible, I watched him at the far side of the pool lock his gaze onto my breasts. My large, milky tits fit my curvy, plump frame and drive some men wild. The type of man who likes boobs spilling out from his grasp and can furiously pound into me without fear of me breaking. He pushes himself off the side of the pool and swims towards me, before he lifts himself out of the water. Rivulets run down his body, reflecting the sunlight and enhancing his form. There is evidence of life over his muscles, soft yet hard, like his... well maybe I'll find out shortly. I want to be those drops of water or lick them off his body.
I'm getting wetter with each flex and shift of his muscles. He stops at the side of my lounger, giving me a broad smile and gentle nod that exudes quiet confidence. It's sexy as hell! The once vacant lounger next to me is taken by this man and my heart rate speeds up, a flush forming on my cheeks and chest. I want him. I know he wants me. His eyes are raking over my body like he is a man fresh out of the desert and I'm a lush oasis, and I like it. He could take me here, by the pool with all the other guests around and I wouldn't care. But I won't make the first move. It's not my style.
A tanned resort waitress in a pale blue, tight polo shirt approaches us and asks if we would like anything. This man's gaze never strays from my body as he asks for a strawberry daquiri for each of us. The waitress cocks her head to the side to see if I agree and I nod and wink. She knows I came here alone, the rest of my group being coupled up, and usually order a margarita, so when I agree she smiles more and stiffles a giggle as she quickly heads to the bar to retrieve our drinks.
"It's on me" a deep voice pulls my focus from toned, hunky thighs to the perfect pair of lush lips.
"So kind, especially at an all inclusive" I dryly reply, meeting his smirk with one of my own.
He chuckles and sinks back into the lounger, putting his sunglasses on and staring out over the turquoise blue water. I smile and take another moment to linger on his fine form and revel in his gravelly voice before I look out to the water as well. The sun beats down on me, adding a layer of sensuality as heat and sexual tension builds in the small space between us.
"So, what brings you down here? A wedding? Honeymoon?" I hear the desire in his voice and it does things to me. Naughty things.
"Oh, nothing like that. I wanted a hot vacation, you know what I mean? The kind that really warms up your body." I say breathily, and I see a twitch in his swim trunks. We are definitely on the same page and the fun is only beginning.
"A hot one? Mmmm, yes, I agree. Those are the best" he states while staring at my tits. "And the vacations are not bad either." We both smile at that and take our drinks that have arrived. He tips the waitress, generously, and says thank you while she gives me a wink and a wave, and walks away leaving us in relative peace and quiet. As I take a sip of my daquiri, I glance around the area and notice that most people have sought shelter from the intense heat of the midafternoon sun, either further down the beach under the shade of the umbrellas or in the air conditioning of their hotel rooms. Suits me just fine.
"What's your name, beautiful?" the man asks, bringing my attention back to his handsome face, framed by dark, wavy hair.
"Anna." He nods and takes a sip of his drink, and all I can think is that I want to be that straw.
"Nice to meet you, princess."
"And you, fine sir?" a say with a bit of cheek, "What's your name?"
"Matt."
"Nice to meet you, Matt" and I reach my hand over to shake his. He surprises me by sitting up, taking my hand and kissing the back of it instead if shaking it. My pussy clenches in response. He is smooth.
