by Mia Ford
“You are the most amazing, charming, intelligent—”
“Yes,” she said, swinging her hair over her shoulder. “Go on.”
“Beautiful woman I have ever met,” I said, laughing. “I don’t know what I would do in this world without you.”
Her heart immediately melted, and her love for me showed all over her face. I leaned in and tilted her chin upward, pressing my lips against her mouth. Her arms immediately wrapped around my neck, and she leaned into me, pressing her body against mine. Under the bright light of the moon, we explored each other like sixteen-year-olds at a summer fling.
My hands moved over her body, touching every inch of her and grabbing her ass tightly. She squeaked into my mouth with surprise as I picked her up by the butt and wrapped her legs around my waist. I stood there on the white sand beach and made out passionately with my wife, groaning as she sucked on my lip seductively and pushed her hips into my hardening cock. I reached one hand up and cupped her large breast massaging it hard. She leaned her head back as I pulled one side of her dress down and took her exposed tit in my mouth. I looked around but didn’t see anyone else on the beach, though it was a public place.
She hopped down off me and ran her hand down the front of me, squeezing my cock between my body and pants. As her fingers moved downward, she grabbed onto my shaft and began to jack it hard inside of my pants. She smiled as she bit my lip, feeling my cock get harder and harder in the palm of her hand. I groaned loudly as she stroked it up and down with force, her face looking aroused and determined.
She undid my belt and slid her hand back in, loosening up the area, and she began stroking my cock long and hard. I growled out, thrusting my hips forward as her hand slid up and down the shaft. I wanted to fuck her so bad, and I knew there would be no way I could make it all the way back to the villa first. She looked up into my eyes as her hand steadily moved in my pants, and I could see she wasn’t willing to wait, either. I pulled her hand out of my pants, and we ran down the beach toward the cliffs where they would at least provide the coverage of shadows in the corners. As we approached, she reached out and grabbed my tie, backing up into the steep rocky side.
I put my hand up against the stone next to her head and watched as she pulled her dress from her shoulders and let it fall to the ground. I reached out, but she slapped my hand away, smiling at me with glimmering eyes. She pushed me back and propped her ass up on one of the rocks. I watched as she split her legs apart and pulled her panties to the side, exposing her wet mound. She bit her lip and stuck two fingers in her mouth, sucking and wetting them before sliding them down through her folds. She moaned quietly as her fingers circled around her clit, dipping part way into her pussy before pulling out and circling back.
“You like watching me?” she asked.
“Yeah, baby,” I said, rubbing my cock outside of my pants.
“Good,” she moaned. “I want to watch you, too.”
I walked over and leaned my shoulder against the rock next to her, unbuttoning my pants and dropping them around my ankles. I slowly reached down into my boxers and pulled my pulsing, engorged cock out into my hand. I reached up and unbuttoned my shirt so it would hang out of the way, and I draped my tie around her neck. She looked so fucking sexy sitting there fingering herself in nothing but her panties. I looked down at her pussy and began to move my hand up and down the shaft of my raging erection. She bit her lip, keeping her eyes glued to the motion of my hand, her own fingers plunging deep inside of her and coming back out to rub her clit. I could hear her breath increasing as my fist began moving faster over my shaft.
She groaned loudly and tilted her head back, rubbing her pussy wildly. I could tell she was about to come so I moved in front of her and pushed her hands to the side, thrusting my cock deep inside of her. As my body rubbed against hers, she exploded, her warm juices gushing over my cock and her mouth wide open, singing her song of pleasure. I kept thrusting, feeling her pussy pulsating around me. I gripped her waist, and her fingernails dug into my shoulders. I groaned, feeling the pain and ecstasy mix together. As her body began to relax, I leaned in and pushed my mouth against hers, passionately kissing her under the full moon. I could feel her heart beating wildly in her chest, and she smiled as she moved her hips against my slow, steady thrusting. It was extremely sensual, and we sat there against the wall, grinding in sync as our eyes locked on to each other. I could feel the hot steamy heat between us as I pushed hard and fast into her, watching her jerk beneath me. I looked over at the water lapping the beach in the shadows and reached down, picking her up and carrying her over to the water’s edge. She slipped off her panties and tossed them up to her dress, walking forward into the shallow waves.
I grabbed her shoulder and took her to the ground, moving slowly and steadily on top of her. The water washed around us, and I knew I wanted to make this last.
Chapter Twenty Four
Ronni
The warm water washing over our bodies added to the exotic pleasure I was feeling, laying in the sand while Nathan hovered over me, thrusting his hard cock deep inside of me. The breeze howled through the cliffs, and I looked over at the beach, feeling a sense of titillation like I did the last time we made love in the sand. Anyone could walk out here at any minute and find us making love under the full moon.
The sounds of Nathan’s groans brought me back to his eyes, and I breathed deeply, stretching my arms over my head. He took both of his hands and ran them up my wet naked body, stopping to play with my nipples. Bursts of electricity shot through me as he pinched and twisted my hard tits. I moaned loudly, arching my back and opening my legs wider, inviting his cock deeper inside of me. The look in his eyes was lustful and committed, and I could tell his slow movements were purposeful. As much as I wanted him to let loose, slamming into me like the waves against the rocks, I couldn’t help but hope this feeling wouldn’t be over so soon. The unwavering pleasure I could feel radiating through my entire body was unlike anything I had ever felt before.
I tossed and turned beneath him, fighting myself to push him harder. He grabbed my hands and held them down as the water washed around us. As if he, too, were fighting the urge, he pushed as deep as he could and held it, looking down at me with a smile pulling at the corner of his lips. I bit my lip and pushed my hips upward, asking for more. He instantly delivered, grabbing me under the body and pulling me upward. I wrapped my legs around his waist as our bodies moved in sync, pushing and pulling against each other. I leaned back in his arms and threw my head back, closing my eyes and feeling my body grinding against his. He leaned back on his heels and pulled me in, grabbing me by the lower back and thrusting short and strong. I put my hands on his shoulders and pushed him down into a crossed-legged position, putting my knees to each side and wrapping my arms around his neck. He grabbed my ass and started to push and pull, thrusting his cock into me. I moaned loudly as another orgasm began to rise, and I hoped to feel his cock bulging at the same time.
As my hips ground against him and thrust forward, I pulled back and pressed my forehead against his, looking deep into his eyes. The heat rose a thousand degrees in two seconds, and we found ourselves pushing deep and fast, longing for release. My mouth fell open, but nothing escaped as my clit rubbed against his stomach. As I reached my peak, I arched my back and screamed out into the waves.
He growled and gritted his teeth, grasping my ass cheeks and pushing as hard as he could as my juices erupted over his shaft. As the waves of pleasure echoed through my body, I could feel him slam into me, holding me close and grunting loudly as his cock spasmed inside of me. He came hard and long, his body twitching in the waves as he held me close to his body. I couldn’t move and didn’t want to, wishing we could fall asleep right here in the sand and surf.
Breathing heavily, he slowly pulled his body back, locking his eyes with mine and pressing his mouth against me. The kiss was deep and meaningful, and I could feel him telling me he loved me through his motions. We sat for several
minutes, intertwined as the waves washed around us. After our bodies had recovered, I kissed him gently on the cheek and scooted back, standing and putting my arms out for him. He took them and stood up, wobbling a bit in the knees. We walked up the shore and got dressed, realizing we would now be wearing wet clothes and sand back to the villa. I didn’t mind at all since we just had the most amazing sex yet. It seemed like every time we made love, it just got better and better, and I couldn’t wait for the next time.
As we walked, he texted the pilot to let him know we would be there soon. I carried my shoes next to me, holding his hand and enjoying the night air. We climbed aboard the helicopter, and as we flew through the air, I looked down at the lights coming from the islands. Some were artificial while others came from bonfires lit in celebration of summer. I smiled, thinking about all the young couples enjoying their nights in Hawaii while sitting around a giant bonfire, sipping exotic drinks and watching the natives dance. This was definitely an amazing place, and I could already feel myself wishing for a longer trip, and we weren’t even close to being done. Nathan reached over and took my hand, smiling out his window as we made our way back to the resort. I loved the fact that we had the whole place to ourselves, and I didn’t have to worry about who I would wake as I tiptoed through the grounds.
When we arrived back, the staff had cleaned the room and put fresh linens on the bed. I called down to the front desk to let them know our breakfast selections and times for the next morning. Then I pulled my sandy, wet dress off my body. I rinsed off quickly in the shower and left the water running for Nathan to do the same thing. However, as I walked out of the bathroom to let him know, I found him completely passed out already in his pajama pants in the bed. I laughed to myself as I turned the water off and clicked the lights as I walked. I had really tuckered him out tonight on the beach, and in fact, I could feel the complete exhaustion start to wash over me as well. As soon as I laid down and pulled the covers over me, I was out, not dreaming or even moving until the light shone through the windows.
When I woke, I opened my eyes and stared at the clock. My stomach rumbled under the sheets. I realized we had slept in a bit so I turned over to let Nathan know that breakfast would be waiting for us. As I looked to the other side of the bed, I realized he wasn’t there, and I laughed, listening to him talk to the staff about how amazing the food was there. I pulled on a pair of shorts and a tank top and walked out onto the deck, sleepy-eyed. The staff nodded their heads at me, and Nathan jumped up, pulling my chair out for me. I sat down at the table and squinted my eyes, taking in the air once again. It was an absolutely gorgeous morning, and it reminded me of the many mornings I woke up in San Diego. Although this was even better because of the amazing display of pancakes, omelettes, and fruit in front of me.
I reached over and poured myself a glass of fresh squeezed orange juice and began to fill my plate with all the goodies in front of us. As usual, the food was perfect, and I immediately realized I was eating way too much. If I wasn’t careful, we would have to make another size in the bikinis for me to fit into them. Nathan poured me a cup of black coffee and handed it over, taking a bite of his toast and propping his feet in the empty chair next to me. I leaned back from the table and smiled as the staff took my plate and wiped the place setting clean of syrup. Before they could leave, Nathan pulled out a wad of cash and tipped all of them.
“You’re so generous,” I said, leaning back in the chair.
“I want to make sure they are well taken care of,” he said, smiling. “They keep my life in order, even if it's only for a short time.”
“I’m going to start accepting tips,” I said, laughing.
“What’s mine is yours, Wifey,” he said, winking at me from across the table. “So, what’s on the agenda for today?”
“Well, after breakfast, we have to run inland and meet Maria and the photographer to go over the shots from yesterday,” I explained. “And then, I thought maybe we could go to one of those super touristy luaus they have on the island.”
“Okay,” he said, chuckling. “Whatever you want is yours.”
“Why thank you,” I said, pursing my lips.
We sat talking on the deck for only a few more minutes before going inside and grabbing our things to meet Maria. I pulled my wavy hair up in a messy bun and looked at my even tanner skin than normal. You could really see my Mexican descent in the contrast between my brown skin and dark features. I actually thought it suited me quite well.
The resort provided transportation to the small café in town, and I stepped out of the car with my arms wide, hugging Maria as she giggled, walking forward with a croissant hanging out of her mouth. I swear the girl was always eating but always in amazing shape. It would take me three weeks at the gym after this vacation to even get close to where I was before we left. But I didn’t want to harp on that because I was on my honeymoon, and that meant I could let loose and be free.
We all sat down around the computer as Philandro, the photographer, flipped through the photographs he had picked out as the best. I was shocked at how absolutely amazing they came out, and though I tended to be a bit self-conscious, I was completely comfortable with every single photo. As he rounded out to the end, both Maria and I were in awe of the photo of her and me standing arm in arm, smiling big as the waves splashed around us. It was the perfect picture for the wall in the shop, and when I said wall, I meant it was going to be seven feet high and five feet wide.
“So,” Philandro said, leaning back in his chair. “Are we doing any editing or touch-ups here? These photos are already edited for optimal colors and brightness, but I did not touch your bodies.”
“Good,” Maria said, shaking her head. “And we want to leave it that way.”
“Yeah,” I explained. “We want women to see us as regular women. We want to show that our skin bulges when we jump in the air, too. We want them to know that curvy, busty women with big butts can look just as sexy in our bikinis as the others.”
“If not more,” Maria added.
“I absolutely love it,” Philandro said. “Then, ladies, my work here is done. I will get all of these sent over to your marketing manager, and I will get the one for your shop blown up for the wall.”
I looked at Nathan as he leaned over and whispered in my ear.
“I worship those curves,” he whispered, kissing me on the cheek.
I could feel my cheeks burning red, and I smiled big as Philandro leaned down and hugged me goodbye. All the crew except Maria would be leaving tomorrow, going back to San Diego to get things going. When we returned, we would put the final touches on before we had our big release. I leaned back in the chair and smiled at Maria as she took my hand and Nathan’s.
“We are really doing this,” she said, laughing. “This is all so amazing.”
It was more amazing than I ever could have imagined.
Chapter Twenty Five
Nathan
I pulled the cotton t-shirt with company logo over my head and slipped on sandals, getting ready for dinner. Ronni had the bright idea that it would be a good experience to have dinner at one of the touristy luaus on the beach. I had never been to something like that, and my comfort level was at about a two. But this was what she wanted, and I was going to smile through it.
Who knew? She had managed to get me out of my stuffed shirt mode and into a more relaxed atmosphere. Maybe I would actually enjoy watching dancing Hawaiians in grass skirts and fire juggling natives, though I really had my reservations. But still, looking back at the man I was when Ronni came back into my life, I felt proud of how far I had come. I still wasn’t at a place where I felt completely comfortable with all of the free time this new life change had brought me, but I was working on it slowly.
Every day I could feel myself taking life a little less seriously, relaxing my shoulders just a tiny bit more, and allowing Ronni to convince me to step out of my comfort zone. It wasn’t like it was that hard, after all. Between Ronni’s amazing
personality and her killer smile, I was pretty sure she could talk me into moving into an igloo at the South Pole. Hell, if it meant I could keep myself warm by snuggling up to her naked body, I might be down for it.
I turned and looked at myself in the mirror, barely recognizing the man standing in front of me. I think I had actually worn a t-shirt about ten times in my life, and they were all before the age of six. We had packed a bunch of the new outer wear to strut around town in, hoping to build a little brand awareness far from home. But still, it felt weird not buttoning up my dress shirt, tying my tie, and polishing my shoes. Life at the Landers’s business was anything but relaxed, and I had come to terms long ago that I would probably live the rest of my life in either a suit and tie or a polo. My father still dressed in a suit and tie, and he barely ever left the house anymore. At least in retirement, you would think the old man would loosen up and put on a pullover or something, but unless he was headed to the golf course with his buddies, he was ready to go for meetings that would never come. After waking up every day for so many years and doing the same thing over and over again, he must have gotten used to it and didn’t want to change.
Speaking of change, I was right in the midst of it. It had been a huge change leaving the company and parting ways with my family. But I had new goals and new things to look forward to, and I was more than happy to be taking on those responsibilities. I was building an empire with my wife and planning a future for our own family, one that was less rigid and more loving than how I grew up. I could barely remember Ronni’s parents, but it was always amazing to me as a child how different they were. They really acted like they loved each other, and I found myself slightly jealous of Ronni as a kid. But now, here I was, building this empire, making waves, embracing change, and hoping that I got used to the more quiet hustle and bustle of our business than I experienced with the real estate company.