Sue and Cath didn’t take any notice of James and me racing through our breakfasts. But Sue looked a bit puzzled when I stood, so I told her we had something to do before we packed our bags, and we headed for the beach to find a spot where James could resume his account of the previous night’s activities.
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James was eager to get his encounter off his chest - “The kiss with Naomi was incredible; she wrapped her arm behind my neck and planted her lips against mine. Soft, compliant lips that had my head spinning. My breathing stopped, and I pulled her hard against me. I heard Ashneel’s excited groan as he came, and when he rolled off Naomi, I rolled her onto her side facing me and pulled the bed cover over us. Stupid, I know after all that had happened, but I did not want to share her nakedness with the room.
We kissed again; if anything, the second kiss was even better. Naomi lifted a leg over mine and moved her hips against me. That single movement let me know she was keen, even after the sex she had already had. But I didn’t want to fuck her here with all the others watching. Instead, I wanted our first time to be special, her and me, so I could voice some of the emotions her kisses had aroused in me.
I looked around; only Vitiana was watching us. She had a funny expression, half disappointed and resigned but smiling and looking happy for us simultaneously.
“She is your special girl,” she sighed.
I gave her an understanding smile, “You’re also very special.”
“You bring her back to Fiji and visit me.”
I just nodded, relieved she was not making a scene. Then turned and took in the room, as I wanted to take the girls home. I’d suddenly gotten very jealous at the thought of anyone else making love to Naomi, especially Tim. I did not want my dirty mate trying to fuck her arse.
Nambula was sitting on the mattress with Caitlin, Sacha and Tim. Bobby and Raku were back at their guitars, practising the cords Naomi had taught them, and Ashneel slumped on the couch, catching his breath. The two girls were uninterested in Nambula’s advances, and Tim looked buggered. So I called out that it was time we left, as it was after midnight, and the girl’s parents would be getting worried.
I crawled out from under the cover, found Naomi’s clothes, and handed them to her. Then, finding my clothes, I returned the girl’s panties to them from my shorts pocket. By this stage, bodies were all over the room, getting themselves dressed. We all said our farewells and piled into our car. Nambula joined us; he had asked for a ride back to Singatoka. It must have been pretty uncomfortable on the ten-minute drive to Singatoka, four of them cramped in the back seat of the Escort.
We drove over to the other side of the river, arrived at the girl’s hotel at 12:35 am, and crept along the path to the girl’s Bure. Theirs was the first of the family’s three Bure’s, and we saw the light on at the next Bure, with Sacha’s father, Stew, fast asleep in the chair outside.
“I’d better go and tell Dad we’re home,” whispered Sacha.
“No. Get yourselves inside and in the shower. You all look well fucked and smell of sex. I’ll go tell him we are home.”
As the girls and Tim quietly slipped into their Bure, I walked over and shook Stew awake, “We’re home,” I said quietly in his ear.
He came awake and asked if we had all had a good night. I replied we had and would talk with the girls for a while and then head back to our hotel as we were flying out that day. He didn’t object; he just smiled and thanked me for looking after his girls. I must say I felt a bit rotten as he disappeared back inside, but what he did not know was undoubtedly for the best.
When I returned to the girl’s Bure, Tim was sitting on one of the beds, and the girls were chatting away in the bathroom. I could hear water running, so I knew at least one was in the shower. Tim grinned at me, “Incredible night. Are you going to bonk Naomi, or can I have a go?”
I was a little miffed at his assumption that I would be okay about him bonking Naomi. Also, his mindset; that she was an object for our pleasure, and I told him so in no uncertain terms.
“Hey! Don’t have a go at me. You were happy enough to have me help you fuck that Fijian slut.”
The last statement really got me mad, and I just bit my tongue and went quiet. Tim sensed my unease, apologised for calling Vitiana a slut, and then quieted himself. But I don’t think he really understood why I was so upset with him.
Naomi was the first to appear from the bathroom. She had on a yellow skirt and tee shirt. I asked if she wanted to go down the beach with me and whispered that I did not want to hang around with the others, as I was sure that Tim would have another go at her girlfriends. Naomi didn’t say anything; she just grabbed the cotton cover off her bed, and we walked out the door.
She led me down to the swim hut on the beach’s edge. There, she got me to grab one of the deckchair mats from the stacked piles, and I followed her further down the beach with it. We chose a spot on the grass partly shielded from the Bure’s by some hibiscus bushes and lay down on the mat.
She drew me on top of her and kissed me. Another of her amazing kisses, her lips were warm and sensual, and her tongue probed for my own hungrily. She was squirming with passion at each new kiss. I reached under her tee shirt and caressed her breast. As I fingered her nipple, she arched her back and moaned softly.
Her kisses were nothing like kissing any of my previous girlfriends. And I’d never had a woman so open in showing passion. Her kisses were electric. Her lips pressed against mine with extraordinary sensitivity, I made my tongue tease her with its thrusts and explorations, and she reciprocated by forcing her tongue against mine. My hands roamed lower on her body, setting her and myself on fire with every touch.
When I reached between her legs, I found she wore no panties. The little vixen had made herself ready for me. I wanted her more than I had ever wanted a woman before. As I caressed her mound, I realised she was as smooth as silk... shaved bare. I must have noticed when we were back at Bobby and Raku’s hut, but it had not registered. A thought flashed through my brain that this innocent-looking young lady might not be as innocent as I had thought.
“You’re shaved,” I blurted out.
“Caitlin made me and Sacha shave the day after we arrived. The three of us had a session in the bathroom. I don’t know how I will explain it to my mother when she sees me in the shower.”
"Stew said your parents are very strict. Is being shaved going to be a problem?”
“Yes, I’ve never been allowed to go out with a boy. So I have no idea my mother’s reaction, but I doubt it will be good.”
A guilty feeling washed over me; would I get Naomi into trouble? What had I unleashed? After a moment of silence, Naomi spoke again.