Beach babes

After the reception, Sharon and I were off for two weeks in the Caribbean (which would be an hour back home). Of course we fucked up a storm all over the resort, especially since we were not subject to the usual constraint of having to go back to our room. We fucked at the reception desk as we checked in, at dinner, by and in the pool, on the beach, in the bar, while getting massages. Honeymoon sex is awesome. Not to say we only fucked; there was swimming and all kinds of other activities too. We didn't go all the way to a tropical island just to have sex, after all, but it was sure nice being able to do so whenever and wherever the mood struck us.

Cassie and Elizabeth came along; we had lined the honeymoon up with spring break so it could be a family vacation too (not strictly necessary, but Sharon's new habit of making money stretch made her trying to get maximum value out of our trip, and I didn't mind them coming along). Of course, the girls were often off by themselves, leaving the newlyweds to their own device, but we also did things together, like some hiking or playing around on the beaches. When hanging around the beach, I enjoyed the site of the girls in their swimsuits. Throughout the honeymoon, Cassie was watching me and her mom fucking, still believing that I had caught her only the one time and still not being caught ever by her mom, even when standing in plain sight with her face inches from our union watching us with rapt attention as she got herself off (I may have altered with her perception of things a bit so she thought that was 'hiding'). She didn't watch us all the time, but it was hot when she did.

Our afternoon, Sharon and Elizabeth had gone back to the hotel to do something (I can't remember what), so Cassie and I were left together on the beach. She was splashing around and swimming in the ocean, while trying not to look at me too much (she had developed a tendency to blush in embarrassment whenever she saw me since she started watching me and her mother together). I sat back in my beach chair and admired her beautiful bubble butt and ripe tits in her too tight one piece (she was shy about wearing a two piece around me, though I know she had them and wore them when the girls were off on their own).

I saw two beautiful teens in the tiniest of string bikinis walking down the beach path in our direction. My interest was piqued, and the girls, both 18, whispered briefly together then detoured slightly in our direction, suddenly interested in me. "Hola, senor," one of the girls said. She was what you would cal 'voluptuous', and dressed to show it. "My friend and I want you to help us with something," she continued, switching to English. "My pleasure, senoritas," I responded with a smile. Cassie didn't leave the water, but she was looking my way curiously since two people had just walked up to me out of nowhere. She was too far to hear what was being said. "We were arguing about which of us norteamericanos would think was prettier," she said. She preened and stuck out her sizeable chest, turning slowly so I could admire her. Her friend was more slender but she did the same. "Monica has much bigger tetas, but I think yanquis like better bodies like mine," she said running a hand sensuously over her large and firm ass. "What do you think, senor?" she asked, and they both posed for me awaiting my verdict, running hands over what they considered their best assets (Monica her large breasts, which she lifted and rubbed, the other girl her ass and long legs, though she gave me a good view of her more modest tits in the course of bending over to run her hands over those legs).

I tried to look embarrassed and confused, playing the part of the shocked foreigner. "I just don't know, you're both very pretty," I stammered, looking back and forth between them as though unable or afraid to decide. "Perhaps he needs a closer look, Anna," suggested Monica (finally I had the other girl's name). Monica removed the tiny top that had contained (but not hidden) her large breasts. She cupped the monsters, holding them out toward me and squeezing the nipples. "Look at me, senor, don't you think I'm much prettier than Anna?" The huge breasts had to be D or maybe even DD cups, but despite their size they sagged only slightly. "You... you're very pretty, Monica," I stammered, still in character, as she bared herself to me in the middle of the beach, people walking by behind us, getting a full view of her offerings, but not noticing anything. Only Cassie found anything unusual, and was watching in shock from the water. Anna removed both top and bottoms in response, turning around to show off her shapely ass. She rubbed it and then bent over completely to demonstrate her flexiblity, her head between her knees "I'm sexy, aren't I?" she asked unnecessarily. "Men look at me and I know they want to touch me." She fondled her hanging boobs upside down, shaking her ass as me. "You can touch me if you want, senor," she said. I wasn't going to say no, so I reached out and rubbed her soft, firm ass. "You're going to choose me, aren't you, senor?" she cooed. Monica wasn't letting Anna get away with this, and she stepped forward and held out her breast to me invitingly. "Perhaps the yanqui would like to suck on my tetas," she said. I could see Cassie's eyes glued to us from the water; I was pretty sure she was playing with herself below the waves judging by the ripples radiating out from her.

This was another request I couldn't say no to, and I leaned in and sucked one of her big nipples, which quickly hardened and grew into my mouth. She held my head as I sucked, sighing. I was temporarily ignoring Anna, thus she moved to escalate. Ann spread her legs farther apart and, still bent double, and reached behind her and spread open her cunt, which in this position was pointed right at me (and any passersby behind me). "Look at my cunt, senor, it's wide open, the way men want it," she purred, grabbing one of my hands and sticking it in her vee. "Feel how nice my pussy is. It's a pussy that likes to be filled by a man's cock," she added, running my hand over her gash. I could see Cassie in the water biting a knuckle; I think she just came from watching that. I made it so she could just barely hear what was going on where she was, and she began slowly moving closer in response, coming back onto the beach, to try and hear better. Anna's pussy certainly felt it deserved to be filled on a regular basis, if I was anyone to judge, so I stuck first one finger, then another up her vagina and stroked her. She groaned and wiggled her ass enticingly. Monica, whose tits I was still absentmindedly sucking, realized she might be losing this and popped me off her tits, dropping to her knees on the sand and pulling my swim trunks down so she could take my erect cock in her hands; I was surprised but lifted up slightly so she could get them off me around the chair. "You don't need a pussy, this cock needs a sexy girl's mouth, doesn't it?" she said and then without preamble she began licking the head of my cock, then gradually sucking it all into her mouth. I saw that she was also fingering her own pussy through her bottoms. Cassie had moved closer ; I could now see her boobs shaking in her suit and making waves as she was now in shallow enough water, but the rest of her, including any hand action, was still below the waterline.

I was still fingering Anna's wet cunt as Monica sucked me. Anna was too distracted by my fingering to notice what Monica was doing, and was squeezing her breasts and adding her own hand to the mix with a finger on her clit as I kept frigging her. She couldn't hold the position, though, and stood up, quickly turning around so I wasn't outside of her long, then pulled my hand back in so I was now fingering her from below, her legs spread wide, back arched. Monica had begun playing with my balls and sucking harder, trying to make me cum. I checked out Cassie, who had continued her slow approach and was now basically on the beach behind the girls, spread out on the sand with her hand inside her suit at the crotch and chest. Anna whimpered loudly, driving her ass hard against my hand, then stiffened and silently collapsed to the sand as her orgasm washed over her, my hand coming free of her pussy. My hands being free now, I grabbed Monica's head and drove my cock deep into her throat as she sucked even harder, thinking she had won. A few seconds of that and I was shooting Monica full of my cum. She increased he self love to a frantic pace as I did, managing to take only the first blast, had to back off, taking the rest on her face and huge breast, but not cumming herself.

"Who was better? A girl you just put your fingers in, or the girl who sucked your cock?" Monica asked smugly, still lightly fingering herself, assuming it would be her since she had been the one to bring me off. I looked over at Anna, who was recovering from her climax and getting weakly back to her feet. She looked happy but sad at once; she had cum but she thought she had lost. She looked at my cock, thinking that I wouldn't be able to go again for a while (neither of them were actually that experienced, beyond playing around with boyfriends quickly enough that a second round wasn't possible anyway, so my cock not going soft didn't strike them as odd or register as meaning I could go again quickly). "I don't think that was a fair way to judge this contest. What can you do to beat her?" I asked Anna. She looked confused (guys couldn't go again this fast, right?) but she opened her long legs wide and reached between them to spread open her pussy lips. "My pussy is better than her mouth," she said with a grin. "What do you want to do with it?"

I got up and bent her over the back of the chair, her pussy facing anyone passing by. Monica looked on in frustration, because she had thought she had won the contest. She was also annoyed because she hadn't cum. Cassie seemed to have calmed down and was just watching, slowing working on herself, unnoticed by the other girls. I decided to change that, and Monica suddenly noticed there was a woman behind her with her hands in her suit. I watched as Cassie realized she had been seen and panicked, jerking her hands out of her suit so fast it got caught as she did, one tit exposed with the suit stretched over her sternum. "We can satisfy each other, girl," Monica said, smiling and turning to Cassie, whose eyes bugged out as she gave up trying to get the suit back on correctly in confusion. She reached out a hand grabbed Cassie's exposed tit, rubbing her while using her free hand to pull the suit down to Cassie's waist, barring the other breast. Cassie drew back in shock, but then leaned into Monica's hands as she grabbed the other tit and stared working both of them. Cassie looked at me uncertainly for a second and I winked again, as I had the other night in the house when I let her notice me noticing her. She looked back at me, then at Monica, then she bowled Monica over onto the sand, shoving her tit right into Monica's' mouth. Monica didn't mind this and got to sucking, as Cassie's hands sought out and pulled off Monica's bottoms, then felt around her gash.

I returned to Anna, who was grinding herself at me a little to get back my attention. "Come on, gringo fuck me good," said, holding out a hand behind her and trying to grab my cock. I let her get her hands on it, and she guided me into her, fucking her over the chair as I watched Cassie and Monica,who had shifted into a 69, both cunt to mouth with each other, though Cassie didn't seem to know what to do (she had only ever had boyfriends). "Just lick my pussy, girl. Do what I'm doing," Monica said, and proceeded to demonstrate. Cassie proved to be an quick learned and soon had figured out that it was best to use her lips on Monica's clit as they each thrust fingers into the other.

Anna was rising to her second climax and was using the chair to thrust herself back at me. "Follame!" she screamed in Spanish. "Mas duro gringo, Mas duro!" She thrust her hips up at me, dragging the chair along the beach as we slow walked backwards. I pounded down hard into Anna's gaping cunt as Monica and Cassie sucked each other. I almost got knocked over, as we backed up into some people walking past. They apologized for getting in our way, as if they had run into a couple people waking along due to inattention and not a pair fucking so hard they hadn't been paying attention. I resumed fucking Anna, this time pounding harder so she would be pushed forward, back out of traffic. Cassie came hard, and Monica rolled her over so she was on top. The sight was so hot that it drove got me even more excited, and I slammed harder into Anna, who was by this point babbling incoherently. "Si! Si! Si!" she cried, and came with a series of hard contractions on my dick, which set me off and I slammed into her spasming cunt once more, filling her with my juice. At the same time, Cassie brought Monica to orgasm from below, and she shook atop Cassie's face before rolling over to the side, lying on the sand.

Anna and I also came down, me sitting back on the sand, popping out of Anna's cunt, my cock still stabbing proudly pointed skyward, while she lay draped over the back of the chair, spent. The four of us lay nearly motionless and silent on the sand for a while, exhausted by our orgasms. "So who won the contest?" Anna asked after a while. I persuaded the girls to accept a tie, which they did reluctantly, not wanting to have an argument after all that fun. They headed off to where they had been going, and Cassie and sat in silence for a bit, then both got into the sea to clean up before Sharon and Elizabeth got back, Cassie trying to not look at my naked body. I made sure she wouldn't say anything although I was sure her oddly shy behavior around me for the rest of the trip was obvious to the others. Her embarrassment didn't stop her from watching me with Sharon several more times over the trip, though it was a few days before she got up the nerve to return to playing with herself while watching us. I saw her and winked, but this time she just kept going.

On the plane back, I winked at her again. Their mother was asleep, and I had glanced across the first-class aisle to where the girls sat to see Casie rubbing her pussy, lost in a daydream, and still under my influence to consider herself hidden even in plain sight. She blushed deeply as she saw me watching her and pulled her hands away, pretending to sleep, and I made sure no one had noticed her activity. Neither of us noticed, and what I missed because I was only thinking of the other strangers on the plane, was that Elizabeth had been watching her too.

Based on "My Reward" by Azil