My name's Ellie – and I'm a slut.
Well, I must be – if you look in a dictionary, it describes me just right. Well, some of the time anyway. Most of the time, the dictionary is wrong about me. But then, every now and again, I get a deep aching in the base of my belly, an aching that reaches up to my breasts and down to my pussy, an aching that makes my nipples hard and my breasts and pussy tingle, an aching that will only go away if I behave like the slut I really am.
So when the aching comes, I book a holiday – and I ease that ache.
This is what happened the last time that ache came along, and I went away for a week. This is what happened on Sunday, the last day of my holiday.
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Sunday
Even though I woke up early, I felt totally refreshed. Lucy was still asleep, curled up next to me. I rolled onto my side and propped my head up on my hand, gazing down at her and thinking about yesterday, about Lucy and her family. I'd found out that they lived only an hours drive away from me, so maybe today wouldn't be the time I would see her!
I rolled onto my back, my hands behind my head, feeling totally relaxed. I let my mind wander for a bit, thinking back over the last week. I started to feel restless as my pussy began to throb as I cast my mind back over the new friends I'd made. I slipped out of bed, and went to the bathroom. I wrapped a towel loosely around me, and headed for the balcony, deciding that as this was my last day I really wanted to make the most of it.
I leant over the balcony rail for a while, watching the hotel start to come to life. Below me, they were just getting the patio around the pool ready for what promised to be another hot day, while a few early starters took a swim before breakfast. I didn't hear Lucy until she was behind me, pressing herself against me, her hand slipping into the folds of the towel to cup my breasts. I could feel her nipples against my back as my own began to harden under her touch.
I turned around, my towel falling away at the front, and pulled her to me. We kissed each other "good morning", our naked breasts pressed together as our tongues explored slowly. As our lips parted, Lucy took a step back and looked me up and down, her eyes raking over my body.
"I think you need a shower," she laughed.
I looked down at my breasts and thighs, at my pussy, at the spots and smears of dried cum and juices that were still there from the night before.
"You can talk," I laughed, tracing a finger over her breasts, then down her belly to her shaved mound.
I rubbed her clit lightly, feeling her shudder under my touch.
"Come on," she murmured, leading me back into my room, and towards the bathroom.
We showered together, washing each other slowly, carefully, our hands roaming freely over each others bodies. Afterwards we made love, our bodies still wet and slippery. We touched and kissed and sucked and licked each other to shattering orgasms, then lay back to enjoy the pleasure washing through us.
We talked about the day ahead. I suggested the beach in the morning and the pool for the afternoon.
"Same part of the beach as the last time?" Lucy enquired, thinking about the part where it was okay to go more than just topless.
"Of course," I told her, a tremble going through me at just the thought of the sun on my naked body again.
We dressed quickly after that, pulling on bikinis, tight tee shirts and shorts that just about covered our asses. We just about had time for breakfast before the hotel restaurant closed, so we headed that way first.
As we arrived, Dave, Laura and Jake, Lucy's parents and brother, were just leaving. As soon as I saw them, my pussy throbbed at the thought of what I had done with them all the night before, at what I had seen them do to each other. We went to them, both of us sharing lingering kisses with each of them before they headed out to the pool, and we went for breakfast. After breakfast, we headed to the beach.
The mid morning sun was already hot as we crossed the road outside the hotel, and headed off down the sandy path that led to the beach. We pulled our tee shirts off, enjoying the sun – and the eyes of both the men and women we passed – on us. I loved the feel of my breasts moving as I walked, barely confined by my skimpy bikini top.
We kicked our sandals off, and then walked along the edge of the sea until we found a free sun umbrella. We dragged the two sun beds out into the sun, and quickly stripped off. Our shorts went first, then our bikini tops. I gazed at Lucy, at her pert, tanned breasts, just as she stared at me, at my firm, rounded breasts. It was almost like the first time we had seen each other a couple of days before. I watched as her nipples darkened and hardened, feeling mine doing the same.