Christina smiled up at me from her kneeling position while lapping at my scrotum. Suddenly a dirty little smirk crossed her face, and she began backing toward the neighbor's position. It was a slow backward crawl that kept her legs widely spread. When she reached was as far back as she could go, Christina dropped her face to the floor. With her ass pointed directly at them, she asked, "Is this close enough?"

Joy, the wife, let her hand reach downward as Christina watched. With her buttocks spread wide, she was an enticing sight. If any of the beachgoers had binoculars, they would have enjoyed it as well. Joy's hand finally made contact with Christina's left cheek. As her fingers gently grazed Christina's ass, I could see goosebumps rise across her back.

Unfortunately for both of them, Joy's reach was at its limit due to the wall. She tried to reach further down but was just shy of touching Christina's little star. "I'm sorry, but I can't reach any further. Would you like us to come over to continue?" Joy asked.

"How about we have lunch out on the restaurant's back deck. I get so much more enjoyment from doing things in public," Christina purred as she stood and faced Joy.  

"I... I don't know..." Joy stuttered at the thought. As she was trying to finish her sentence, Christina pulled her hand down and pressed it into her wet slit. As Joy's fingers fumbled with Christina's pussy her mind cleared. "Okay, we'll go down now and get a table and meet you two there?" Joy suggested.

"Yes," was all that Christina said in return as she walked toward me. We headed inside, and Christina pulled me toward the shower. We toyed with each other as we sterilized our cum covered bodies. After drying off, I mentioned, "We never did get you another dress. Do you have something else to wear?"

"I can wear the top from one of my new bathing suits along with a white sarong wrap. It's meant to cover up your bottoms when they may not be appropriate for shopping or dining. I just won't wear the bottoms of the suit, so I'll be easily accessible."

"You are just the sexiest thing ever!"

"Why thank you, kind sir," Christina exuded before moving in for a penis raising kiss. Feeling my stiffness through my shorts, she slowly dropped to her knees. Pulling my shorts down with her, Christina proceeded to solve my predicament with several restrictive ingestions.

I grabbed the dresser to steady myself from my ten-second suck and cum. As I recovered, she grinned, "I told you that no future husband of mine will ever go without being satisfied."  

Standing there, trying to get my balance back, I watched as this amazing woman slipped on her top and sarong. When she was finished, she grabbed my hand and started to lead me out the door. But, with a quick yank, I pulled her into me and whispered, "How did I ever get this lucky?"

"You're not the only one. I never could have done the things I'm doing now without you. I've never had someone love me as much as you do, and it's a bit overwhelming at times. The best part is knowing that it will go on for eternity."

I held her as we kissed gently and hugged tightly. Christina pulled herself up while wrapping her legs around my back. I held her by her bare ass cheeks as our make-out session continued. Breaking the kiss for a moment, Christina suggested, "We should head downstairs before they think we dissed them."

I walked toward the door with her still attached and then headed for the elevator. We rode down about three floors before the door opened to a younger couple. They couldn't really see anything as Christina's cover-up draped over my hands and her ass. But, we never stopped kissing and murmuring, 'I love you's' all the way down.

The elevator reached the lobby, and the other couple just waited as Christina slowly lowered herself. The sarong did roll up a little bit and expose part of her ass to them before she dropped to the floor. The guy mentioned, "You may want to cover up the wet spot on the front of your shorts there."

Christina and I both looked down and noticed a profoundly dampened area about four inches around. We both laughed a little before Christina suggested, "Just follow me very closely, and we'll hide it until we get to the table."

I moved in behind Christina and wrapped my arms loosely around her neck and chest. We were basically bumping into each other on every step, which caused another problem. Fortunately for me, we arrived at the table quickly. I made sure to sit Christina next to her newest admirer, Joy, before we traded names and basic info.

Christina and I ordered drinks and an appetizer that we all could share before the fun began. Once the waitress left our table, I moved my hand to Christina's thigh and gradually pushed her wrap up until her goodies were exposed. We were all still talking when I motioned to Joy to look down at Christina's lap.

Joy looked down to see Christina's exposed pussy glistening in the sunlight. Her hand tentatively touched Christina's thigh, causing both of them to sigh. I got my phone under the table to record the festivities. Joy's fingers lightly grazed the bottom of Christina's right thigh back and forth for a minute or two as Jim and I continued to talk.

I tried my best to keep the camera focused on their frivolities while conversing with Jim. He seemed to know what was going on but kept up appearances for the ladies' benefit. I glanced down about every thirty seconds or so to see Joy's progress.

Joy was steadily moving up Christina's thigh but seemed to be coming upon a familiar problem. She was leaning pretty hard to her left to continue her contact, but Christina solved it with one quick scoot of her chair. The ladies were now side-by-side and pretending to look at the same menu.

Joy's hand immediately pressed between Christina's fold, and they both sighed audibly. I adjusted the camera to focus on Joy's fingers sliding up and down Christina's slick slit. Christina was having trouble keeping her eyes open when she just leaned back in the chair to savor to pleasure.

It had gotten quiet when I realized that Jim was looking into his lap as well. I gave him a questioning look when he admitted, "I'm recording it too, but I can stop and erase what I have if you want."

I glanced over at Christina for confirmation and shook her head side-to-side, indicating that he shouldn't stop. I turned back to him, confirming her choice, "You're good, per Christina."

Now that we weren't avoiding the task at hand, literally, I asked Joy, "Have you ever done anything like this before?"

"No," she gulped, as it was abundantly clear that she was quite nervous.

"Have you ever touched another woman?"

"I, I had a brief thing with my college roommate for a couple of days. It was our senior year just before graduation. We both had been attracted to each other but scared of what everyone would think. But, with finals over and all the pressure off, we just locked the door and fell into bed. We didn't even stop to eat or drink for the first day."

Christina released a quiet, "Mmmmmm," as Joy's confessions brought about a new aggressiveness.

I looked down at the phone to see two of Joy's fingers penetrating Christina's open pussy. Christina was very close to an orgasm as the waitress approached with our drinks and appetizer.

"Ladies, just a heads-up, the waitress is coming this way with our order."

Joy started to remove her fingers when Christina covered her hand to hold it in place. With her free hand, Christina pulled the menu over to block the waitress's view then uttered, "Relax."

Joy did just that while exuding a mischievous smile. The waitress set our items on the table before asking if we needed anything else. Christina had used what little focus she had left in the cover-up, so I answered, "We're not sure yet, can you come back in fifteen?"

The waitress nodded and gave the lady's close proximity a sideways glance before heading to another table. Christina's eyes that had been mere slits before were now utterly closed as Joy continued. With Christina on the brink and beginning to have a hard time, I said, "Kiss her."

Joy took the advice and placed her mouth on Christina's as she climaxed.

Joy tried to keep the kiss light and friendly, for appearances. But, Christina pressed into her and attacked. Joy finally relented and returned the oral assault in spades. Their session ended almost as quickly as it started, with the two of them parting lips quietly.

Both of their hands emerged from under the table with Joy's headed for her mouth. She licked gingerly at first before sucking them like they were covered in the world's best chocolate. When she was finished, Joy asked Christina, "Do you always cum so quickly?"

"That's what being in public does for me. Yesterday, I came in seconds from a store clerk staring while I masturbated. She followed me into the changing room, and I stripped to try on a new bathing suit. She watched so intently that I exposed myself openly and touched myself."

"I wish I had the guts to do something like that."

"It wasn't easy for me, either. This guy made it okay and helped me to free myself," Christina replied as she looked at me while her right hand moved under the table again. Christina's hand had obviously landed on Joy's thigh when Joy released a yelp while quivering a little.

I looked down at my phone again to see Christina stroking Joy's thigh under her knee-length dress.  

Christina whispered, "You can tell me to stop whenever you're too uncomfortable, but I probably won't. I know from experience that you're loving every bliss-filled second, so I'll take it very slowly."

Joy grabbed her drink and raised it for a toast. She stuttered, "To, to bliss... filled moments," before chugging the last half of her glass.

Jim moved his chair around the table until he was right next to Joy. She seemed to relax a little after that, and Christina took advantage. Her hand pushed further up Joy's thigh. Joy's legs were still pretty close together when Jim placed his hand on her left thigh and eased them apart.

I moved next to Christina so that we were all close together. When I re-focused my phone, I noticed that Christina was nearing Joy's prize. I couldn't see anything other than her hand nearing the top of her thighs. But, Joy's dress was slowly riding up and falling away from the sides, so exposure was imminent.

Joy was getting very high now from either Christina's touch or the alcohol she downed or both. Like Christina did before, Joy's eyes were closing as a soft moan escaped her lips. She suddenly jumped a little as Christina's hand rubbed her panty-covered mound.

"You naughty girl, you are so wet already, and I've only just touched your panty-clad pussy," Christina quietly suggested.

After biting her lip from the initial contact, Joy breathed, "You're right, it is so much better out in public like this. That's it, get under the panties. Now push it in. Oh God! Deeper, deeper... mmm."  

We were all so wrapped up in Joy's pleasure that none of us saw the waitress until she said, "Hi folks, can I get another round of drinks for you?"

We all jumped a little, but Joy, who had been teetering on the brink, climaxed instantly. Fortunately, she wasn't much of a screamer and just bit her lower lip through her orgasm. I answered for us all, "Yes, we'll take another round. Thank you!" And she disappeared.

"Nice work," Jim offered at my quick thinking to get rid of the waitress.

"Thank you," I replied.

As I spoke, I heard Christina whisper to Joy, "You do know that these panties are now mine, right?"

"Yes, and it seems that my pussy is too. Add another finger, please," Joy responded.

"You take off those panties right now and hand them to me, and I'll stick my face in there if you want."

Joy's hands quickly moved under the table. Seconds later, they reappeared with a pair of floral cotton panties. She handed them over to Christina, then begged, "Get that second finger in there now! We'll work out that face thing later."

Jim and I looked at me in disbelief, and seconds later, Joy was cumming again. After a few more, "Oh God's!" under her breath, Joy leaned over and kissed Christina on the lips. Christina brought her cum-coated fingers to their adjoined mouths so they could share. 

Then Jim added, "It looks like we're hooked up with a couple of closet lesbians." Jim and I tentatively laughed at his comment, and then the girls joined us. We were all still laughing heartily when the waitress returned with our second round.  

To be daringly continued...