The sun was fiery and it was large. It was big and orange as it was setting over the horizon beyond the sea.
The air was humid and fragrant. There was a storm coming that was for sure.
She just stood there, her white t-shirt clinging to her sweaty body staring at the setting sun. Her hands on her curvy hips, her lips slightly pouting.
She was wearing a pink bikini with sequins underneath the t-shirt. I could see the curves of her medium sized breasts and the outline of her small buttocks. The t-shirt wasn't long, so you could see half of the cheeks sticking out from underneath.
They were round and firm.
They were pert and petite.
I just stood there, not much I could do. It was a beautiful sunset and I wanted to watch it.
I had only just met her two days ago, despite the innuendos, I wasn't sure which way things were going. This walk to the secluded part of the island to watch the sunset was her idea, I was just the guide.
We had smoked some pot she had brought and I had just woken up from a lazy snooze. I was in my boxers and not much else. It was too hot to wear anything else.
I was sat down on the sand rubbing my eyes and yawning when she heard me and turned round. That's when it started, slowly at first then with full force the way tropical storms do.
The rain drops were small and cool and above all refreshing.
She came closer. I was fixated on her breasts. Her nipples were round and hard and poking against the bikini and against the t-shirt. In my mind all I could think was my mouth on them, my tongue on them.
I tried to look away, I ended up looking at her shapely body. The bare feet, the sexy tattoo on her ankle, the tanned calves, the smooth thighs, the sweet triangle of pleasure, the t-shirt hugging her flat stomach. Her breasts, again. She had one of those 'forever young' faces, her wet shoulder length hair was black and straight.
This image made something stir within me. I was getting aroused by this all. The sea, the sunset, the rain, her body.
I couldn't do much. I barely new her.
I could faintly make out her perfume. It was a mixture of sunblock, her sweat and Tommy Girl. It was exquisite.
She had that sultry look in her eyes and smirk on her face.
I tried to move a little to hide my apparent excitement. It was too late, she had noticed it.
"Hi!" she said and came closer. She was close. Very close. I could see each and every rivulet of moisture on her skin. I could see the wisps of hair on her neck. I could see the nipples pushing against the bikini. "Wanna get out of the rain?" she continued.
There was nowhere much to go on the deserted island. So we walked to a cluster of palm trees where we had left our stuff. I walked in front. I had to.
I was putting on a pair of cotton pyjamas to redeem a slight level of decency.
"Don't bother" she said and peeled of her t-shirt. The breasts bounced into view as the t-shirt came off them.
She reached behind and tugged at the strings holding her bikini top. However, the moisture from the sweat and sea-water on her skin didn't let it drop down. I wasn't sure if this was right. I felt weird. Stupid.
"Is this weird?" I asked loudly.
She didn't reply. She just peeled of the top and squeezed her body against mine. We were nearly the same height and it was like a perfect fit.
I was slow. Cautious even. Then we kissed. Not those Hollywood type ones but hot and wild. Passionate and rough. She tasted like kiwi or strawberry. Her lip gloss maybe. I couldn't tell, we were going crazy. Her tongue was in my mouth.
Like two fighting snakes. She dug her hands into my chest and scratched down. I kissed her neck. I bit her ear. I sucked her earlobe. I was going crazy. I could feel the hardness of my dick pushing against the clothes, I could feel it pressing against her body.
I cupped her breasts. They were firm and round. Not too large, just right. She sighed in response.
