Written by Fiona747
18 Dec 2007
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I have just got back from a fantastic week in Barbados with my girlfriend Katie.
We had a fantastically romantic time, relaxing on the beach >everyday, then back to the hotel for a great mean and then back to the room for mind blowing girl on girl sex.And no, I'm not going to tell you what happened there - what happens behinfd closed doors stays behind closed doors!
However, just before we were due to leave, we were out in a bar in town and we met these American student types. We were chatting to them, and they said they were off on a booze cruise the following day, and did we want to >go with them? Why not, we thought, a little bit of fun would do us good.
So the following day we found ourselves bright and early down by the harbour, where we signed up for the trip. Even though we are in our early 30s we must have been the oldest there, our fellow shipmates almost all being young Americans.We paid and borded, and even though it was only 10am, the alcohol was soon flowing, and as the boat left port, both Katie and i stripped down to our bikinis, as did most of the other people on the boat.
The alcohol kept flowing even more, the music was pulsatingand the party gradually kicked off. Katie and I found ourselves with constant male company, and I couldn't help but notice a fit, muscular tanned guy called Andre who was never too far away...
So at about 12:30, the boat stopped a little way out from what we were told was a deserted island. The MC got everyone together (there must have been 100 or so of us on the boat) and said it was time to play the mast game.Basically, all the girls were invited to remove their bikini tops and tie them to the mast of the boat. The guys would then take a top, find the girl, and go ashore with them. This was my idea of fun...
Katie is nowhere near as uninhibited as me, so she wasn't up for flashing her boobs and as she isn't bisexual didn't want to get too close to any guys either, but she knows what Iam like and gave me the go ahead.As other girls stripped, I walked over to Andre, said "dont forget, mine is the white one" groped his crotch and then removed my top to allow my 38c breasts to swing free in the Carribbean sun.
I walked over to where the >other girls were gathering, and waited to see what happened next.Despite the alcohol that had been flowing, most were more inhibited than me. Only about 10 girls seemed interested in playing, and several, although they had shed their tops, were keeping their hands on their boobs. Not me though, I was showing everything, and mainaining eye contact with Andre.
After a couple of minutes, the MC gave the clear, and all the guys came over. There must have been about 30 who came over(it is funny how even the most confident become shy as soon as the opportunity arises) but luckily Andre made a beeline straight for me.
As everyone mingled, Andre and I flirted further. He seemed disappointed that Katie didn't wish to join us, but as people started to jump in the sea and swim to the island, I went over to katie who confirmed that she was staying on the ship, gave her my top, kissed Andre and said lets go.
Jumping into the sea was fantastic. My boobs bounced up with the negative gravity as I jumped in, and the coolness of the sea as I went under was fantastic. I surfaced, and already my nipples were getting erect. I swam to the shore, and let Andre overtake me so that he was sitting on the beach as I walked out of the sea, the water dripping off my boobs (which I made no attempt to hide) as I rung the seawater out of my hair.
I sat down next to him, the feeling of the sun on my naked breasts fantastic as I laid back, exposing them fully to the midday sun, as we flirted gently talking about our holidays. Most of the other girls had put their tops back on, which just increased the sexy feeling, being one of the >few topless girls on the beach and enjoying the glances that my white bits were getting from other guys, even though many of them themselves were with very attractive company...
And seeing how Andre was unable to take his eyes off them was just getting me hornier. So I decided it was time to take the lead. "lets go for a swim again" I said "after you into the water" and we both stood. I watched him walk in >until the sea was up to his waist, and then shouted "catch me" and started to run to the trees behind the beach.
The shout had got even more attention from people, and my bouncing boobs ensured that just about everyone was watching as I ran across the beach. I knew that all the jogging I do would pay off one day, and I managed to maintain a good lead over Andre. With everyone looking at me, with a hunk chasing me and knowing what we were about to do meant that I was dripping wet, but not as a consequence of what little sea water was left on my body.
Once in the trees, and with Andre catching me, I saw just what I wanted - a long, flat rock. I ran towards it and as I arrived i stripped my bikini bottoms, and reclined on it naked as Andre, who by now had stopped running, walked up to me. He drew level and, saying nothing, I pulled down the front of his trunks to reveal seven inches of erect pleasure.
I took it in my hand, and gently started to massage his prick, then took it more fully and started to wank him. He was now rock hard, and it was time to make my more.
I let go, and reclined backwards, muttering the immortal line "fuck me". Which Andre did, mounting me in the classic missionary position, his mighty erection pushing my lips apart as he entered me, pushing me back against the rock, the sun beating down on us. I fondled his bum after his first couple of thrusts since I knew that I wouldn't be able to last very long. He started to suck my boobs, and then only pushed himself into me a little for a few thrusts before plunging in deeply right up to the hilt, at which point another couple ran by, slowing to watch the free show as we continued to screw.
And then he came. He pushed deep inside me, and then convulsed, and I felt his come start to escape. Knowing that he would loose his erection I pushed him off me, and then bent over to reveal my sex to him to allow him to fuck me doggie style - a couple more thrusts and I came, screaming loubly in the most massive orgasm.
There was nothing left to do but to walk back to the beach and the boat. Andre dressed, and I put m bikini bottoms on and we swam back, where I was reunited with Katie and my top. When I reached her, Katie snogged me and groped my still naked breasts - Andre picked up the hint and left us alone as I recounted my adventures to her.
That was the highlight of the holiday (apart from what happened between Katie and myself that night) and we returned home. Hope you have enjoyed it - I'll let you know of my next adventure soon.