With a kiss

Deciding to speed up the process, you stand back up and quickly close the short distance between you and Alicia, embracing her. Staring into her eyes, you waste no time in pressing your mouth against hers in a deep kiss, stifling her short cry of surprise. You feel as if your mouth is wetter than normal, but don't think much of it- unknown to you, your saliva is a potent aphrodisiac, and your body is producing plenty in order to maximize the chance that some ends up in Alicia's mouth.

The effects are instant and potent, as her heart rate increases, blood rushing to her breasts and groin. By the time you separate, she's breathing heavily, practically moaning with each breath from the poorly concealed lust. Her black bikini bottoms seem as if they're slowly turning even darker, soaked from the inside out, and you can see the clear outline of her nipples pressing against the bikini's top half. Deciding to take advantage, you pull one arm out from behind her back, and go in for another kiss, gently pinching her nipple as you do so.

The instant you do, she gasps, her entire body shaking for about a second as she orgasms. Fluid starts to freely leak around the fabric and down the sides of her thighs, and you know you're already in the endgame. Not sure if she'll want to strip in the open, you quietly ask, "Is there somewhere private you'd prefer?" to which she simply nods, nodding slightly towards an opening in the cave wall in the lower half of the cavern. Taking her hand in yours, you lead her towards the hole, your spare hand reaching around for the clasp of her bikini top. You round the corner and find the clasp simultaneously, and free her sizable breasts, dropping the piece of fabric to the ground.

You're in a much smaller cavern, no larger than a standard room, and it's very clearly been made into an unofficial bedroom. There's only one bed, but it's a sizeable Queen mattress, and topped with a variety of sheets and blankets made from several different materials, none of which match the pair of pillows. Small pillows and other soft objects line much of the floor and walls, and you can't help but that several of the sheets have small, circular, light stains on the fabric, making it clear that this room has seen its share of use.

Alicia lets go of your hand, practically ripping at her swimsuit bottom to pry it from her body, the small piece of fabric completely soaked. She throws herself onto the bed, lying on her back with her legs spread wide open and a face that's practically screaming with how much she needs the cock between yours. You finally allow yourself to become erect, the dark crimson head of your cock peeking out from under the scarlet foreskin as it rises to its full seven inches.