III. Love on the Beach The morning began with breakfast on the balcony. Monica and Lyle were feeding each other and sensually licking the food from each others finger. The sea breeze was exhilarating, emerald green water cresting on the white sand was calling their names. It did not take them long to get ready for the beach. They were able to find a quiet secluded beach where they would be able to enjoy the scene and each other. As they laid the beach towels down, Monica took out the sun screen and took off her bathing suit top. Lyle began to rub her back down with warm oils. She closed her eyes as he placed his large hands on her back and rubbed ever so gently. He was getting excited as he worked his way down to her butt. She spread her legs so he could get the back of each leg. As she sighed, it took everything for Lyle not to ravage her. As she got up to rub sun screen on her breast, Lyle lay down on his towel and watched very hungrily. Her plump nipples were pointing right at him. He rolled over on his stomach as she began to rub her stomach. When she was finished she moved over to Lyle and began rubbing lotion on his back. His muscles were so tense; she massaged him as she went down both legs. Lyle made sure he took the sunscreen lotion from her before she moved to his chest. She looked a little surprised but then looked down to his groin and a little smile came to her lips. They laughed and played in the water. They sat on the edge of the water, letting the waves lap over them. Lyle had his legs spread apart and Monica sat between them and rested her back on his chest. He moved her hair and began playing with the small hair on the back of her neck and then kissing and lightly biting her neck. She could feel his warm breath in her ear. They were both in the mood. They put on their shorts and began looking for that perfect spot. They found the just right spot for their hot passion to spring forth. Monica as always took charge of the situation. She was always up to something, and Lyle didnt care because it always ended up with them having the wildest and sexist love making. Monica had Lyle to sit on the towel and she got behind him and began massaging. First she ran her fingers through his hair and rubbing his temples. He wasnt sure where it was leading, but it felt good all the same. Then she massaged his neck; but before moving to the next spot, she blew her warm breath on the small hairs on his neck, just long enough to make them stand on edge, the she took her tongue and licked them. It made Lyle sigh so deep and so longing. She went down has back with her small, soft hands. She gently licked the tiny hairs in the small of his back. All Lyle could do was close his eyes and shudder all over. The feelings were so tense he wanted to explode, he was ready to put his cock in her pussy then and there, but Monica still wanted to play with him. She moved to the front of him, first she massaged his arms going all the way to the fingertips. Then she straddled him and began to kiss his forehead, each eye, his cheeks, and then she moved down to his lips. Her succulent lips touched his then they began to French kiss. Her pussy was touching his groin. They began to a grind. Monica could feel Lyles erection through the shorts. She pulled away from Lyles lips to untie her bathing suit top then she placed her nipple in Lyles mouth. He kissed her breast and licked her nipples, planted his lips between his cleavage. He looked up to see Monicas eyes closed and her lips curled in a smile, then he began to reach for her pants and bathing suit bottom. They got in the 69 position. He buried his mouth in her labia and started licking her clit; she began sucking the tip of his hard cock as she moved her hand down his shaft. She stopped shy of him having an orgasm. Then Lyle laid Monica on the towel spread her legs and began to play with her clit with his hard penis. He teased her till she was begging for him to enter her sugar walls. He placed her legs on his shoulder and began grinding. The moans, the groans, the strokes, it was a wonderful day at the beach. Monica looked into his green eyes just before she arched her back and had the strongest orgasm of her life. It was so strong; Lyles orgasm came at the same time. Their bodies were in rhythm, the moans harmonious. IV The Next Time The whole week went by fast but the memories would last forever. Back in the States, during a wet dreary night, Monica sits on her bed remembering the island rendezvous. Very naked and longing to hear Lyles voice, she begins punching in his phone number. He picks up the phone and Monica melts at the sound of his voice. Soon they were on the phone having a mutual masturbation session. Panting, growls, moans it brought back memories. After they finished and caught their breath, they begin making plans to meet in mountains, and it would not be a very long wait till they would be able to enjoy each others company in person again.