Abby was a sorority girl in her senior year when the bug bit her. She was in no way reserved in her behavior and body but was not overly bold or provocative either – until recently, that is. She was like every other girl when she was in high school. She liked boys, eager about her collegiate freedom, and hung with her friends.

Once in college, she joined a sorority, studied hard, and partied harder. Abby was very attractive and was used to the advances of boys. Dealing with horny frat guys was no different and she was good at shrugging them off to have fun with her sisters. Now in the final semester of her college career, she wanted to push her boundaries before she was out in the real world. Spring break was right around the corner and she had made her plans to go to the Caribbean solo.

Abby was a 5’ 5” athletic, curvy blonde. She had full 34C breasts that were perky with youth. She never needed to wear a bra because they were so firm, but she usually did anyway. Her waist was toned, long and thin and her bottom was round, firm, and full and led into her long, strong legs. Abby liked tight clothing but never provocative. She had a style that was a blend of flowing bohemian and figure-flaunting modern. It suited her curly, beachy locks, smooth skin, and freckled nose.

Her departure was drawing closer and Abby was getting things prepared for her trip and pushing her boundaries. The plan was to excite herself with some indecent exposure to unsuspecting guys. Nothing too risky. Just a step out of her comfort zone. In order to make sure she followed through, Abby had to set some guidelines for how she packed. First, she purchased three new bikinis – tiny bikinis. One was white, another was royal blue, and the last was fiery red. Each was a string, thong bikini with the smallest triangular patch that was meant to cover her box. The top was almost all strings with just enough material to cover her small, perky nipples and areolas. Second, she was not going to pack any panties or bras. Lastly, she was only packing short skirts, tight-fitting crop tops, and light sundresses. If Abby was going to push past her nerves she had to only make suitable options available.

Abby liked to pack for trips in only her bra and panties. It allowed her entire wardrobe to be available while deciding what to take with her. As she was pacing back and forth from the closet to her suitcase she caught her reflection in the mirror. Coming out from the winter cold her tan from the previous summer had faded. She stepped up to the mirror and gave herself a complete review. Here she noticed some dark, blonde hairs poking out of the sides of her panties in addition to her skin being so pale. Knowing she had to lay the groundwork for her tan and tiny bikinis she called the salon to schedule a wax and a spray tan for later that afternoon.

She arrived at her appointment right on time and did not have to wait for her turn. Abby was taken directly to the waxing suite and told the technician what she wanted. Today Abby was getting a full Brazilian and leg wax. She wanted to be soft and smooth for her whole trip. She undressed and laid down on the table. The technician started a small conversation as she prepared her supplies and began the wax. It wasn’t Abby’s first wax, it was a painful process and she was happy when it was all done. Once completed she moved on to the spray tan. Wanting the best results, she had opted for the spray tan that was applied by a professional and not an automated process. Abby put on her new royal blue bikini and stepped into the booth. Before she knew it, she was done and back on her way home. Her trip was just two days away and she needed to relax and mentally prepare for the exciting things she planned to do.

Finally, the day arrived for her to board her plane and head to the tropics. She grabbed her bags, headed for the airport, and was on the plane heading for the islands. The whole trip was a blur. The anticipation was keeping her daydreaming about all that lay ahead for her. Her plane landed, and she hopped onto the resort shuttle for the last few miles of her journey. She looked around the bus to see if there were any guys her age arriving at the same time. She didn’t know what to expect because she had picked a resort that wasn’t a typical spring break destination, however, it was a resort known for having a very relaxed dress code.

Being a part of Greek life on campus made her want something more relaxing and less juvenile for her last big vacation before college was over. Abby saw a few young guys, but no one caught her eye. She would have to wait to see what the resort held for her. The shuttle pulled into the resort's drive, she checked in and found her way to her suite. She had splurged and booked a second-floor room with a kitchenette, living room, bedroom, jacuzzi tub, and a large balcony that overlooked the beach. She unpacked her bags into the dresser. She was going to be here for several days and wanted to feel at home.

It was still early in the day and Abby wanted to hit the beach. She put on her white bikini and a sundress as a cover-up and headed down to the main strip of beach on the resort. There she grabbed a cocktail and light snack at the cabana and laid her towel out on the sand. While eating her snack she scoped out the beach checking out all the guys laying out and playing in the surf. She was delighted to see lots of buff, tanned guys for her to play with.

That’s when the realization struck that all her bikinis were microscopic, and she had only packed revealing clothes for the rest of her time. Abby’s nerves came flooding over her. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest and her cheeks grew warm as they flushed with blood. It was now or never. Abby stood by her towel, grabbed the hem of her cover-up, and lifted it up her body and over her head. She dropped the dress on the sand and stood for a minute letting the hot sun kiss her skin.

She looked down to make sure her bikini was properly placed. She did a minor adjustment on her top making sure she was covered. When she leaned forward to check her bottom she was shocked to see that the tiny bit of material meant to cover her had slipped between her lips as she walked from her suite. Abby quickly adjusted how the suit sat attempting to cover herself up. She was so excited to wear the mini bikini that she never bothered to really see how well it covered or rather, didn’t cover. Abby loved how her mound looked. She had full, plump outer lips that almost completely covered her inner folds. The perfect cameltoe. The bikini only covered the cleft between her lips leaving the V-shaped creases on either side perfectly visible. Abby looked up to see if anyone had noticed. Nobody was looking, and it didn’t appear that anyone had seen. Relieved, she sat down and began applying some sunscreen.

After applying lotion to her front, she laid back to soak in some rays. Occasionally she would sit up and take a sip of her drink and look around. It was clear that some of the men had noticed her lying out on the sand. She would catch them turning away whenever she sat up. It was so exciting to know that by simply lying out men couldn’t help but stare. Unaware, Abby’s hand was caressing her stomach and chest. She laid back down and continued to gently touch her body. She couldn’t stop thinking about all the guys looking at her as she lay there. She was getting aroused and she found the sexual excitement exhilarating. Without realizing it, she had spread her legs a little wider when she laid back down. The movement allowed the material to again slip between her puffy, smooth lips. Unaware of her exposure she let herself drift away in the warm sun.

A shadow fell across her face and she opened her eyes to see a man about her age standing beside her. He smiled and asked, “mind if I sit beside you?” She smiled back and motioned for him to sit. The man spread his towel a few feet away and removed his shirt before sitting down. It was clear he had been at the resort for a few days. His skin was a rich golden tan and his face was sun-kissed. He stood about 5’ 10”, was clean-shaven, with tousled light brown hair and he clearly spent his free time in the gym. The tan really brought out the definition in his stomach, chest, and arms.

“I’m James,” he said offering his hand to her.

“I’m Abby,” she said shaking his hand. They sat in small talk for a while.

“That’s a really great bikini!” James said while admiring her body. Abby blushed because she knew how little the bikini left to the imagination.

“Thanks, could you help me put lotion on my back?” she asked trying to fight her nerves.

“Of course!” he replied and moved over to her side. She rolled over to reveal her firm, round ass to him. Her whole backside was exposed with the exception of a few strings to hold her bikini together. Abby turned her head to face him as he scooted in closer beside her. She felt the cool lotion on her back and then his hands as he started to rub it in. it felt nice to have his hands gently massaging her back. Her eyes closed as she enjoyed the sensation. James put more lotion on her lower back and began to rub it into her skin. He let his hands occasionally slip under the strings holding her thong bottoms on. Abby opened her eyes to see his excitement at the fit, almost naked girl in front of him. She could see a swelling in his trunks that wasn’t there earlier.

“All done!”

Abby picked her head up to look back at James. “Could you help me with my legs too?” she asked while slightly lifting her hips up and wagging her bottom at him and smiling. This was a perfect way to start her sexy adventure.

“Sure!” he said excitedly. He put the sunscreen on his hands and spread it over the back of her thighs. His strong hands kneaded her legs as the lotion soaked into her skin. His hands moved higher up her legs as he continued to massage her. Abby could feel his fingers tracing the creases of her cheeks and she again lifted her hips encouraging him to continue moving up her body. James took the hint and began to rub lotion into her firm cheeks. Abby’s eyes closed again and a gentle sighing moan escaped from her lips. James rubbed circular motions on her ass as his hands massaged and kneaded her firm flesh. Her body gently rocked in rhythm to his massages allowing her legs to gently fall wider and wider apart as her moans grew in pleasure.

“How does that feel?” He asked her.

“Amazing! Your hands are so strong. I could lay here all day a let you massage me”, Abby moaned. James pushed her legs slightly wider apart and then repositioned himself so he was seated on his knees between her legs. His hands still working the flesh of her backside. Now with her legs spread apart and his massaging growing stronger, James was gently pulling her cheeks apart giving him glances of her tight star peeking from behind the lone string of her thong. Each motion of his hands pulled her wider apart than before. Eventually, he could see the string disappear between the lips of her sex. Her vulva was plump, soft, and smooth. His hands moved back to the tops of her thighs and he continued the circular motion. Her lips parted slightly with every motion. James could feel the blood rushing to his member and it was pushing against his trunks.

As James’s thumb brushed against her exposed box Abby snapped back to reality. “Thanks so much, James! I think I’m good.” She said and blushed from embarrassment.

“Oh, ok.” James stood up and made his way back to his towel. Abby rolled back over and proceeded to adjust her bikini bottom. His touch made her acutely aware that she had been very exposed. The small patch of material was soaked to the touch as she pulled it from between her fleshy lips. She knew she had enjoyed the rub down but didn’t realize how turned on she was.

“I’m going to take a dip,” Abby said to James. And with that, she stood and scampered off into the surf hoping the cool water would calm her excitement. She looked back at James to see him trying to hide the tent in his shorts.

By the time she made it back to her towel James had disappeared. “Now is a good time to go back and get ready for the evening,” she thought. She slipped her dress back on over her bikini, gathered her things, and went back to her suite.

Once back, Abby slipped out of her dress and bikini so she could hop in the shower. She started the water and hopped in. The cool water felt good on her skin after sitting in the tropical sun for hours. Her mind drifted back to the encounter with James. Had she gone too far? She replayed the afternoon through her head. Every touch, sensation, and urge was rekindled. Her hands began to roam over her body eventually finding their way to her chest. She gently squeezed her breasts and pinched at her nipples. She gave a gentle tug and they stood erect. Her left hand remained to play with her tits and her right slowly moved down her body. Her fingers grazed her clit and an electrical charge surged through her body. She placed her hand on her vulva and gently began to rub. Her pussy was soft and smooth. She could feel the heat radiating from within. Her middle finger gently slipped between her lips and she found herself to be incredibly wet from the excitement. Using her finger, she spread her juices all over her mound. Abby then stopped herself. Getting off now would feel so good, but she wanted to continue to ride the excitement at least through the evening. Who knows if she would continue to push boundaries if she wasn’t craving it.

Abby finished her shower, dried off, and made her way to the dresser to pick the evening's attire. All her options were just variations of the same thing. She chose to go with a short black miniskirt and a tight, white crop top. Abby hadn’t packed any undergarments, so she simply put them on and went back into the bathroom to do her hair and makeup. Being a natural beauty, Abby didn’t have to use much makeup, just enough to highlight her features and her curly blonde hair fell perfectly around her head and shoulders. She put on high heels and strolled out the door towards one of the resort restaurants.

She chose the one with the live band and the small dance floor. The host led her to a table between the bar and the dance floor. Abby ordered a drink and her food and then proceeded to watch the band play as she waited. Eventually, her drink arrived, and she took a long sip of the iced cocktail. The whole restaurant was cool which was a nice change from the warm tropical weather. She could feel her nipples getting hard from the cool temperature. Abby smiled to herself knowing that this is exactly the type of thing she expected when she planned this trip. “This is a little too easy, too comfortable. What should I do to push the limit?” she pondered. With that thought, she spread her legs a little wider and looked around to see if anyone was watching. She knew that she wasn’t fully on display. Her legs weren’t wide enough to make it obvious, but she could feel the cool air tickling her thighs and mons. Soon her food arrived, and she forgot her small exhibition to eat.

When she had finished her food, the band had picked up and the evening was in full swing. A few people were on the dancefloor and some more were by the bar. She looked around for James, but he was nowhere to be found. Abby set her mind to continue the task at hand and that was to continue to expose herself. Her nipples were still erect under her white shirt. There was no hiding them.

She spread her legs again, but this time much wider. She pulled the hem of her skirt up to make sure she could be seen. She knew she was fully visible when she looked down and could see her two, round lips peeking from under her skirt. Anybody looking from across the room would have an unhindered view of her puffy pussy. She sat there liberated by her courage and by her exposure. Abby returned to watching the band and the people dancing occasionally glancing around to see if anyone found her secret in view. She never could tell if anyone was watching.

She grew tired of simply sitting with herself displayed and joined the people on the dancefloor. Abby loved to dance and let the energy of the live band course through her. She was swaying her hips in time and running her hands over her body and through her hair. The dancing, the music, the gyrating of her body was exciting her. Her hand slipped under her skirt and gently parted her lips. Instantly, she could feel her juices running down her thighs. She always got incredibly wet when she got turned on. Her excitement grew to a new level. Suddenly there were hands on her hips. She stopped moving as she felt someone lean in close behind her.

“Are you a naughty girl?” the mystery man asked.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she said over her shoulder.

“I think you’re a bad girl and thought no one was watching.” He whispered in her ear, “I’ve been watching you since you walked in. Your peach looks tasty and I bet it's juicy.” The man then pressed his body against hers and began to dance. Abby was embarrassed that someone actually had seen her. Was it James? The embarrassment quickly faded as she assured herself that this is exactly what she was planning from the start. She pushed her hips back into his lap and let him grind up against her. She could feel his excitement pressed against her ass. His member was hard and pushing its way between her cheeks. Abby was more turned on now than she had been since she arrived. The man’s arms wrapped around her body, his hands on her skirt just above her mound. He held her against him as his piece continued to rub against her backside.

The band moved seamlessly from song to song making the music a nonstop train. They continued to dance like this for a while until the man let his left hand slowly move up her body. He trailed his fingertips over her stomach until he was gently cupping her breast. She moaned and laid her head back against his chest. With the encouraging response, he started groping her tits and circling her nipples with his fingers. He could feel her rock-hard nipples press against his hand. His other hand slipped down until it was under Abby’s skirt.

Abby wanted release so bad. The afternoon’s adventure and her shower had left her horny beyond belief. She parted her legs and taking his hand placed it against her twat and used her hand to start his rubbing. The man took the hint. His palm against her clit he rubbed in a circular motion to get the pleasure to build. He could feel her wetness from where it leaked from her snatch and ran down her legs. His fingers separated her lips and one fell in the cleft. Abby was literally dripping with anticipation. He plunged a finger into her pussy. Abby gasped. She was alive with excitement. Here she was on a public dancefloor and a stranger was groping her and fingering her right in the middle of it. She continued to gyrate her hips against his lap letting his cock rub between her cheeks while his finger slid in and out of her wet cunt. Abby moaned out loud as he continued to add more fingers to her tight, young hole.

His left hand left her breast and moved up to her throat. He held her against him as he increased the speed at which his fingers fucked her, her body bucking and writhing in rhythm. The wave began to grow within her and she knew her orgasm was building. Abby could feel the man’s breath quicken on her neck. Her body trembled as the wave grew to a tumultuous end wracking her body with pleasure. Her whole body shook and she felt herself dripping once it subsided. She turned to face the man. It was not James. In fact, she had not even noticed him since she had arrived. Abby looked down to see his manhood still pressed against his pants but now there was a wet spot growing where it ended.

“Thanks for that.” He said as he smelled his fingers, put them in his mouth, and simply walked away. Abby was left standing all alone in the middle of the dancefloor, flushed, with wetness running down her legs. She looked around to see if anyone had seen her cum in the crowd. It did not appear like anyone had seen. Abby gathered her composure and headed back to her suite. She had plenty of excitement for her first day in paradise. Stripping down to nothing, Abby climbed into bed to drift away to sleep.

Abby slept soundly after the drinks she had at the restaurant and the release she received on the dancefloor. The bright morning light came streaming through the balcony windows gently stirring her from her slumber. Like a cat waking from a nap, she stretched and wiggled her naked body around under the covers as she came to full consciousness. Abby pulled the covers back to reveal her young supple body to the morning. She ran her hands over her body as she admired herself. The pre-trip spray tan and the sun from the day before had left stark lines where her skin lay exposed and covered by her tiny attire. First, she took in the golden-hued flesh of her large bosom and the small triangular patch of creamy skin surrounding her pert pink nipples. The defined contrast was a surprising turn-on for Abby.

Eager to see more she climbed out of bed and stood in a swath of sunlight in front of her mirror. She observed her flat, toned stomach with the rich coloration of sun-kissed skin leading down to the gentle v-taper in her stomach guiding her eyes down to her nubile mound. There, just above her sex was another triangular patch of creamy skin where the minuscule amount of material on her bikini sat. A flurry of butterflies rose in her stomach as she saw the patch of creamy skin disappear into her cleft. The lips of her peach were the same golden tone as her stomach and legs. “Was I completely exposed all day yesterday on the beach?” she thought, “no wonder James had let his hands touch me there! What else had he seen?”

At this point, there was nothing Abby could do about it. What was done was done. Her stomach growled, and she decided to grab a bite before returning to get dressed for the beach. Grabbing a white linen sundress, Abby pulled it on over her head and let the light material drape over her shoulders. The dress gently rested on her pointed nipples that crowned her perky breasts. Abby thought she looked tantalizing in her dress with her nakedness underneath evidently clear. And with that, she strolled off to breakfast.

It wasn’t long before Abby returned to her suite to get ready for the day. Breakfast had been relaxing and she noticed a few guys staring at her revealing attire. It made her excited to know that they were clearly aware of how little she was wearing. Now to continue that excitement. Today Abby chose her red micro thong bikini. She tied her top on and carefully matched the material to the previous day's tan lines. Next, she stepped into the scarlet bottoms. The string on the back slid nicely between her tanned bottom and the front came up to settle on the pale patch above her mound. Unlike yesterday's thong, the small amount of fabric came nowhere close to covering anything. It sat directly where the tan lines were and where her gusset began was all string. This left nothing to the imagination. “What am I going to do? At least yesterday I thought I was covered.” She said out loud, the nerves growing to a crescendo within her chest. “This is what I planned to do. This is what I planned to do…” she repeated to herself to calm her nerves. Still very nervous, Abby turned from her reflection, put on her cover-up, tied her hair into a loose bun, and walked out the door.

Like before, Abby picked a nice location on the sand to spread her towel and set up for the day. It was still early and there weren’t many people out enjoying the morning breeze and gentle sunlight. With a sigh of determination, she pulled the dress up and over her head letting her near nakedness viewable to any who cared to look. Abby didn’t bother to reposition any of her suit. “I’m already so exposed,” she thought. She walked into the water to cool off before settling into a relaxing morning since the sun was already warming her body. The water sent a slight chill up her spine and she felt her nipples contract to a point. Back at her towel, she lay down, tiny droplets of water beading on her skin. With a shred of modesty, she kept her legs together in the hopes it would hide just enough of her womanhood from the casual passersby.

Soon the beach was filling with people. Couples arrived, some groups of guys came, and the occasional solo female, like herself, arrived too. From behind her sunglasses, Abby watched the faces of those passing by her location. Every man looked her way. Even the ones with their wives or girlfriends. The women played like they didn’t notice her, but she knew they did. Throughout the morning she watched as the men kept looking her way. Occasionally she would catch them adjusting themselves. Clearly, her attempt at modesty was not working. Then she heard a familiar voice.

“I was hoping to find you out here today,” James said from behind her. Abby sat up and turned to look at him, a smile forming on her face.

“Good morning, James. How are you doing this morning?”

“I’m doing well. Just woke up. I was out late last night,” he said.

“Oh? Do anything fun?” she asked coyly.

“I went out to see the band. I was surprised to see that the band wasn’t the only show at the restaurant.”

Abby turned quickly to face him. The blood ran from her face. James winked.

“That was quite a show you put on. Was that your boyfriend?” he asked her.

“I don’t have a boyfriend,” she stated matter of factly, “and I don’t know what you are talking about.”

“Ok. Mind if I join you again today?”

“Of course!” she said, “always nice to have some company.”

James spread out his towel, took off his shirt, and settled in to enjoy the sun. They sat in silence for a few minutes and then James started some small talk. They chatted for a while and Abby could see that James couldn’t keep from looking at her during the conversation. Abby blushed seeing his inability to keep his eyes off her. She nodded along as he rambled about his job and casually let her legs fall apart. Abby heard James stumble through his story as he caught sight of her plump, tanned vulva. It was invigorating seeing the effect she had on him. James regained his composure and the conversation continued. He didn’t do a great job hiding his observation. The bulge in his trunks grew by the second and his engorged member was clearly visible through the thin material.

Abby giggled, “everything ok over there?”

“Yea I’m fine. Why?” he muttered.

“Looks like someone is a little excited,” she said motioning to his taut, tented shorts.

James’s face went beet red with embarrassment. “I, I’m sorry,” he said, “I’m sure you are aware, but you’re practically naked.”

“Am I?” she asked sarcastically. With another giggle, she said, “I’m sorry, I’m messing with you. I take your arousal as a compliment. It's not every day a lady gets to see a man’s physical response to her exposed body.”

“Between your bikinis and your show last night, I’m starting to think exhibitionism is a normal thing for you”

“Not at all!” she exclaimed, “I’m not a prude, but I’m not usually so bold. This, however, is a special trip for me. I’ve been curious to expand my adventurous horizons and booked this trip with the intent to behave more freely.”

“Wow, that’s awfully courageous of you,” James said. The conversation drifted off at that point and they both settled in to enjoy the morning.

Some time had passed and it was time for Abby to roll over and “cook” her backside. She turned to James, “care to give me another back massage?” she said with a smile.

“Um, sure. Just let me know if you are uncomfortable. I think I may have crossed a line yesterday?”

“I’ll be sure to say something if I feel that way.” And with that, she rolled over giving James another view of her naked backside. She could feel the nerves start to rise in her chest again. She knew that James was in for a treat. She was going to entice him to touch her again, but this time she wouldn’t stop him. Like the previous day, James applied the lotion to her back and began to massage it into her browned skin. Abby settled in to enjoy James’s firm hands once again on her body. James finished rubbing the lotion into her back and he sat back as if to say he was completed.

After a quick look around, Abby saw that there was almost no one left on the beach. “Must be lunchtime,” she thought. Abby turned to James to say, “Legs and butt, too!” and she wiggled her butt at him again. She spread her legs wide indicating that James was to position himself like he did the day before.

“Are you sure?” James asked.

“Yessir!” she said with a smile, “and don’t be so shy today. I know I won’t be.”

James quickly position himself between her legs and began applying sunscreen to her thighs again. Abby moaned at his touch. His hands were so strong, and they made her melt in the summer heat. Soon the lotion was soaked up by her skin and James moved his hands up to massage her ass. Abby moaned again, louder, as his hands gripped and pressed on her flesh. Involuntarily, she rocked with the motion of his hands and lifted her hips. The combined circular massaging motion of his hands and the rocking motion of her body allowed her cheeks to part wide. Her small puckered eye winked at him from behind her stringed thong. Growing bold, James began gripping her cheeks intentionally to pull them apart. Abby moaned at the brave new sensation.

Abby lifted her head to look back a James. His piece still stood at full attention. She could see a small wet patch slowly growing from his precum oozing helmet.

“See something that you like? Feel free to explore a little.” And with one final look around she raised her hips up and back. The cheeks of her ass spread wide giving James an unobstructed view of her asshole and just below, the puffy, smooth lips of her pussy parted around the string running down the middle. James could see her folds glistening in the sun. Droplets began to form on the hood of her clit before dripping down to his shorts-covered bulge. His strong hands grabbed her ass, his thumbs on her lips and he gently pulled her cunt open. He leaned in and breathed deep the scent of her young, wet sex.

“Holy fuck, that’s hot!”

Abby reached to her side and pulled the string holding her bikini on. The whole thing fell away leaving her naked from the waist down. James couldn’t resist the tight pussy in front of him. He leaned in and started licking her. His tongue started below her clit and ran up over her button, parting her lips and all the way up to tickle her ass. He could taste her as her cunt juices flowed freely into his mouth.

“Oh my god! That feels so good, James!” Abby moaned to him. James loved how thick and plump her mound was. He kissed and nibbled on her puffy lips. Sucking her lips into his mouth he penetrated her with his tongue. His hands continued to grip her ass pulling her wide open. He felt something in his lap and looked down to see Abby’s hands reaching down between her legs to touch his throbbing cock. Still bound by his shorts she could only tease him through the fabric, to start, that is. She wiggled her fingers up the leg of his shorts to find his swollen glans slick with clear precum.

James paused to reach down and release his dick from his trunks through the pant leg. Now Abby could caress and play with his manhood. His dick was thick and veiny and measured almost eight inches. James moaned as his mouth found Abby’s juicy twat once again. His nose rested against her rosebud as he fucked her young tight hole with his tongue. Abby spread the slick precum over his head and shaft. With a firm grip, she slowly pumped his cock with her hand. His helmet oozed a continuous stream of pre-ejaculate.

“Oh fuck, Abby. That feels so good.” James moaned into her. He moved his attention to her tight ass. His tongue circled her virgin hole. He slipped two fingers into her pussy and quickly found her g-spot. He let his fingers massage her soft spot and he continued to tongue her puckered star. He could feel her muscle relax and contract against his tongue as his fingers manipulated her. He let his tongue gently press against her when he felt her relax again. His tongue slid a little deeper each time she relaxed.

Between his tongue and his fingers, the climax was rising in Abby. She could hear the wet squishing sounds of her vagina being abused. Her breathing increased, and she knew it was just around the corner. She pumped his cock with the same intensity he was giving to her. She wanted to feel his cock jump and shudder in her hand as he drew closer. The sensation grew to an overwhelming crescendo. James could feel her whole body go rigid. The ring of her ass clamped tight on his tongue, her pussy contracted, pushing his fingers from within. Her pussy showered his face, chest, and cock with her ejaculate. Her body trembled and writhed with pleasure, yet she never released his dick. She continued to pump his manhood. She could hear his breathing increase.

“I’m going to cum, Abby!” He moaned. Suddenly his cock jerked and twitched as the first rope of cum shot from his head. It shot straight up landing on Abby’s ass cheek. His cock convulsed spewing rope after rope of sticky, creamy cum up onto her used pussy and ass. Gravity began the flow of his cum to run down her cheeks, over her ass, flowing through the folds of her throbbing sex and dripping to the towel below.

James sat back and breathed hard. “Oh my god. I can’t believe we just did that!” He looked around to see if anyone had noticed. He caught a few people quickly looking away, but no one seemed to care about what they just witnessed. Abby laid back down on her towel and then rolled over to her back.

“I was hoping I’d see you today,” Abby sighed, “I’ve been thinking about you since yesterday.” She then picked up her discarded bikini and tied it back together and slipped it on. “Sorry about that, by the way,” she said motioning the liquid dripping from James' chin, “I’ve never done that before.”

“What?” James asked.

“I squirted all over you!” Abby giggled.

“Oh! Do not apologize! It was a major turn-on. I will definitely be thinking back to watching you cum all over me.”

“Well, good! I’m off to rinse in the shower. I hope to see you around!” Abby gathered her stuff, winked at James, and strolled off. James watched as she sauntered away. Her hips swinging and James’s cum still dripping from her ass and pussy and running down her legs. He couldn’t believe what had just happened. He took his soft, still leaking member and tucked it back into his shorts, and lay down to soak in some sun.

Abby made it back to her suite. She drew the gaze of many people as she strutted back from the beach. There was no hiding her swollen pussy or the drops and trails of cum on her backside from the onlookers she passed. She didn’t care. She was riding high on the confidence she gained from cumming hard on a stranger on a public beach. She was a sexy force with a mission to broaden her horizons.

The shower was running, and Abby stood in front of her mirror. Turning around she could see the fast-drying spots of James’s cum on her ass. She bent forward and watched the residual juices from her peach and his cum mixing before forming into one last drop and slipping from between her folds. Abby undressed and slipped into the shower. The water simply washed away any evidence of the morning’s escapades. She felt sad to have it fade so fast. Maybe she should have laid down to bask in the glow of her adventure. It was too late now. She lathered up with her body wash and coated her body with suds. Her hands roamed over her chest and stomach as she thought back. With one hand she washed and wiped the cum from between her fat lips. Once rinsed and dried off, Abby flopped on the bed, closed her eyes, and let the warm tropical climate carry her away into a restful nap.

Gently, Abby woke from her slumber. The sun was still high in the sky. There was still plenty of day ahead to explore the resort and enjoy the evening. Still nude from her post-beach rinse, she walked to the sliding glass door of her balcony and peeked through the curtains. Surprisingly, the beach outside her suite was fairly empty. It appeared most of the guests had retired from the beach to prepare for dinner and the events of the evening leaving only a couple of stragglers still enjoying the late afternoon rays, most of which were old men with nothing better to do.

Feeling liberated from escapades already accomplished, Abby slid the door open and stepped out onto her balcony. Even after spending so much time in her bikini, and sometimes even less, the warm air and sunlight that caressed her ever-browning skin was exhilarating. She walked to the balcony railing and leaned against it admiring the endless sea and rhythmic crashing of the waves against the beach. A few minutes passed, and Abby closed her eyes and stood tall to stretch the lingering sleep from her relaxed muscles. She felt the warm gaze of eyes on her lithe body. Opening her eyes, she could see every pair of eyes of the old men on the beach. The blatant attention sent a shiver of excitement through her body. That’s when an idea popped into her head that made her pudenda swell with anticipation.

“You want a show, dirty old men? How does this make you feel?” Abby turned to pull one of the reclining chairs close to the railing. She sat down on the edge of the chair, leaned back, and placed her feet on the top of the railing. The men on the beach were too far away to see anything too clearly, but the excitement of the deliberate show she intended to put on sent a surge of blood flow to her sex. Abby stepped her feet wider on the railing causing her box to open. Her thick, hairless lips parted revealing the soft, pink folds inside. Liquid ran streaming from between her labia and flowed down over her tight, virgin ass and between her firm, athletic cheeks. The thrill was too much to bear. Her hands were restless to get started. Her head fell back, mouth open as her hands began their play.

Abby started by gently running her fingers over her large, youthful breasts. They caressed the tops, running down the insides, and tickled the round, full bottom. Goosebumps covered the skin. Her nipples grew tight and stood erect from her fleshy mounds. Her hands continued to circle her breasts, slowly spiraling closer to her buds. Finally, her touch grazed her nipples. An electric buzz ran through her body. With her left hand, she firmly pinched a nipple in her fingers and pulled on it, never letting it slip. Her breath caught in her throat at the sharp ache it caused. Her right hand quickly found its way down her torso, across the plump mound just before reaching the cave shielding her swollen, sensitive button. The arousal had encouraged her love button to peek from beneath its hiding spot. Her touch sent a charge through her sex resulting in an unconscious convulsion. Deliberately, she circled her clit with her fingers and her left hand continued to knead, pinch, and pull on her breasts.

Hearing a slight commotion, Abby peered between her legs to see that all the old men within eyesight had picked up from where they sat at the start and set up in a crowd much closer to her second-floor balcony. From the new vantage point, they could see all Abby had to show them clearly.

The crowd’s encouragement propelled her forward. Even if she wanted to, there was no turning back. Abby’s right hand stopped strumming her pearl and gently parted her lips wider. Her left hand came down to meet the right. Her middle finger started stroking up and down between her thin, inner curtains. The juices that were flowing from her now coated her vulva making her slippery from front to back. The stimulation built her need to an unbearable point and a finger slipped inside her hot hole with ease.

A cheer rang out from below. Another peek revealed the crowd had grown. No longer was it just a collection of old men, but now included younger guys and even a few curious women. Abby’s face flushed. The dirty old men were one thing, but now she was the show of the beach. The point of this trip was to have some adventure. Did she go too far? Would she know before it was too late? Doubt raced through her mind and she grew shy. Abby gently closed her legs and covered her exposed peach with her hands. “Aawww…” the crowd groaned with disappointment. “MORE! MORE! MORE!...” the crowd began to chant.

Emboldened by the crowd Abby let her legs fall open. Her hands moved away letting the warm air touch her glistening snatch yet again. The sensation pushed all hesitation from her mind. Her right hand stroked her love bud and her left hand plunged two fingers deep into her wet hole. The sensation was incredible. She had masturbated plenty of times, but the viewing audience created excitement and awareness that heightened the pleasure from her fingers. Her pace gradually increased. Schlup–schlup–schlup, her pussy swallowed her fingers as they plunged deep to the knuckle and her puffy lips gripped tightly as she pulled her fingers back. Thrust after thrust, her fingers dove deep. Her breathing came in gasps between her low moans. The sensation was indescribable as her orgasm built layer upon layer from her center causing her toes to curl and tingle. Her nipples stood erect and her chest rose and fell with her labored breathing.

Lost in the babel Abby’s right hand strayed from her mons and found its way outside her hip and down between her sun-kissed cheeks. Pushing with her legs on the railing, Abby’s hips lifted off the chair in bliss. Her fingers found her backdoor. Slick with her wetness she swirled her fingers around her sphincter. Remembering James’s tongue gently pressing against her, she pushed and felt her ass relax to let it slide inside. Nothing had ever penetrated her behind and the sensation was exhilarating.

Another finger slipped inside her pussy stretching her. Now with three fingers deep in her sex, she pressed against her walls and caressed her soft spots. Abby’s body quaked with the growing feeling of her orgasm. The crowd had long disappeared from her mind and she was overwhelmed with the impending release. Abby fucked her cunt with one hand and fucked her ass with the other alternating the thrusts between the two.

“Uuuughhhh…” a primal groan croaked from her throat. Her orgasm reached its peak and broke free like a flood washing over her body. Her vagina gripped tight on her hand and her finger was locked in her bum. Her body convulsed, and her toes curled. Slowly the orgasm faded away and suddenly Abby was aware of the crowd gathered below. They were applauding and cheering for her show. She looked down in time to see several men shooting loops of cum onto the beach sands. Some had become so turned on from watching Abby that they had pulled their cocks out and rubbed themselves to completion surrounded by the other spectators. Amazed and still slightly embarrassed, Abby pulled her hands from her orifices, stood up, and licked her hands clean for the crowd’s amusement. She took a bow, blew a kiss, and disappeared back into her suite.

The day was growing old and the night was pushing the light from the sky. Abby was hungry and scampered off to find something to fill her belly and maybe a drink to keep the good times going. To get to the resort restaurants from her suite, Abby had to pass through the main lobby. There, on the wall, was a board listing all the available trips, activities, and excursions available with your room. The list was long and contained your typical beach resort activities; swimming with dolphins, horseback riding, snorkeling, etc. One activity, in particular, piqued her interest: hiking up rapids and waterfalls off-resort. Abby always enjoyed hiking. Her hometown was wooded and mountainous but did not have many streams or rapids to play in. This would be just familiar enough for her to feel comfortable and there was enough of a twist to make it a new and exciting experience. She quickly stepped up to the front desk and put her name on the following day’s trip roster. Once signed up, Abby continued to the restaurant, ate dinner, had some drinks, and listened to the band without any incidents. Eventually, she grew tired and made her way to bed.

Part 2 coming soon!