It was dark outside and the sound of the ocean was all we could hear. I wiped the sand off of my hands and ran my hands up her inner thighs. I could feel her leg muscles tensing to my touch. I leaned down and licked the fabric to her panties, causing her to cry out into the dark night. “Oh fuck yes….”
I licked her panties again, this time forcing my tongue to press harder against her pussy. Savanna’s hands found her breasts and she began massaging them while trying to also watch what I was doing. I could smell the musk of her wetness and I had to taste her. With one hand, I slid my fingers into the side of her panties and moved them out of the way. “I need to taste you.”
As my head moved toward her sweet sex, Savanna’s body vibrated with the sounds of her being completely turned on. “Mmmmm, please don’t stop.”
I covered my mouth over her whole pussy, thrusting my tongue inside of her, then pulling out to circle it around her swollen clit. Savanna knew I got off by making her come. She moved her body against my mouth, as I pushed my tongue harder and harder against her little nub.
As I continued to lick, I thrusted two fingers inside of her, pounding them against her tight walls. She grinded herself into my hand, making sure my fingers were in as far as they could go. When I felt my fingers being forced out by her orgasm, my cock started to throb for her. I need to be inside of her, to feel her wetness coating my dick.
Savanna’s hands were opening the fly to my shorts and her feet were kicking them down around my ankles. With one quick thrust I drove my eagerness inside of her, jolting my throbbing cock deeper as I penetrated her tight walls. Her body accepted mine, like it always did.
The cool air chilled our bodies while the friction of our hot sex made us burn with pleasure. It was a happy median, considering how brave we were both being to be fucking on a public beach, for anyone to discover us. My wife had turned into a voyeur and I wasn’t sure I wanted her to ever stop. Being on the beach like this was something I had never experienced. It was hot and explosive and I felt myself coming far too soon.
Even after I was spent, we lay on the soft ground, still attached. Her legs were wrapped around me, while her fingertips circled the cheeks of my ass.
“Jesus Christ Savanna, that was…….awe….Hell, I don’t even know what to say.”
“Tell me you love me,” she whispered against my ear.
“You know I do.” I ran my fingers over her lips before kissing them. “I love you so much.”
Our moment was cut short when we saw a group of flashlights coming up on the beach, in the distance.
“Oh shit! Sugar, we need to get dressed.” I stood up and pulled up my shorts, while pulling Savanna to her feet. She rushed over and grabbed her dress, throwing it over her head. I reached my hand out for her and we started running in the opposite direction of the lights.
Once we made it back to the resort, and into our room, we broke out into extreme laughter. We were acting like teenagers, running free and doing crazy things. I was excited and I couldn’t get enough of it.
Chapter 12
Savanna
After reading Miranda’s book cover to cover a few times, I felt adventurous. Colt didn’t seem to mind my new curiosity, and accepted every sexual innuendo I sent his way. My husband was so sexy that being wild and crazy for him was easy. It turned me on to turn him on.
We spent the next two days spending our days with Ty and Miranda, but our nights discovering each other’s deepest fantasies. After Ty and Miranda left, Colt and I treated ourselves to a spa day, we went snorkeling and even traveled to a place that had private waterfalls and hiking trails. Since Colt and I were being so frivolous, we decided to visit them alone. It was a good thing because once we got into that water underneath those falls, Colt went all buck wild with me. He bent me over behind the waterfall and then we later made love at the bottom where the bubbly water secluded our naked bodies.
Our honeymoon was both beautiful and educational. Colt and I discovered so many things about each other, that we hadn’t known in the past two years. When we left we felt fulfilled and more in love than we had ever been. I’d like to say that I learned it all from my nympho cousin’s sex book, but most I learned from opening myself up to exploring both mine and Colt’s bodies. Leaving Hawaii didn’t end our new addiction either, I almost tempted Colt into entering the Mile High Club. It wasn’t like I had changed as a person, it was just that I wanted to be desired. I wanted to get that look from Colt that Miranda got; that look like they knew they had hot secrets between each other and they couldn’t wait to have an alone moment again soon. Maybe I was wrong to idolize parts of their relationship, but if I hadn’t asked, I would have never known how good it could be.