And he definitely went along with it on their wedding night, and again as soon as they landed at the resort, not to mention already this morning. She felt like something had lit on fire inside her. She just couldn't get enough.
But the honeymoon they were spending so much on was supposed to be more than just sex, she told herself, and so bathing suits and the beach it would be today.
Pulling the tight red fabric around her small breasts, Stephanie loved the way it looked over her dark tanned skin.
"Hey babe," she called out to her husband, hiding somewhere in the giant suite. "When is our massage." She'd been so nervous about the wedding, she really needed the release and relaxation.
"Uhhh" Mark replied from the bedroom, pulling his swimming shorts on. "I...I'll call right now."
"Mark, dammit!" Stephanie scolded. "I asked you to call two weeks ago. They're almost impossible to book!" She'd only asked him to do a few things, and he didn't even get that right. Taking a drink of her fourth mimosa of the morning, she decided not to ruin the day be being mad at him.
"So, we have to go." Mark said, scurrying into the bathroom. "They can get us in right now."
Stephanie scowled at him, but was relieved it was all going to work out. The beach could wait an hour or two. A moment later, she had her beach bag in hand and they were making their way, hand-in-hand, across the resort.
A few moments later, they arrived at a large villa on the edge of the resort. The cool air inside was a welcome relief from the scorching hot summer sun outside, and the perky blonde behind the counter greeted them with another round of mimosas.
They were directed to a set of small wicker chairs. Stephanie sat down and ran her hands over the sheer pool skirt she'd wrapped around her legs. She really was very pleased with how she looked, and this massage would be the perfect start to their week on the island.
A moment later, the perky blonde was telling them it was their turn. "Rooms 101 and 102, please."
"Um, I'm sorry. Two rooms?" Stephanie asked, "We signed up for a couples massage."
"Yes, I'm very sorry. Those book well in advance." the blonde informed them. "We're all booked out in our couples room for the full week. We can accommodate you both, just not in the same room."
Stephanie scoffed again, and jabbed her elbow into Mark's side.
"It's better than nothing," Mark apologized, rubbing her back.
"Yeah, I guess. Fine." Stephanie shrugged, again resolving to not let the day be ruined. Giving Mark a small kiss, she turned the handle on room 101 and entered.
The room was nice, with a marble floor and dim lighting. A soft hint of coconut breezed through the cool air. In the middle of the room was a plush looking table. Stephanie walked over, and bounced herself up onto the edge of the table.
A knock at the door drew her gaze, and a tall, strong looking man walked in. "Stephanie? Hi. I'm Joel. Welcome to the spa. I'm so sorry we couldn't accommodate your couple's massage, but I'll try my best to make it up to you."
Stephanie couldn't help but notice how attractive he was. She scolded herself; she was just so horny. She smiled in reply.
"So, why don't you go ahead and get ready. There is a basket under the table for your suit, and towels on the shelf along the wall to cover yourself."
"My suit?" Stephanie questioned.
"Yes. Didn't they explain? The oils we use tend to stain fabrics. It's best if you're naked. I can try, though, if that would make you more comfortable."
"No, it's fine." Stephanie decided. She wasn't sure what Mark would think, but then remember he was in the same situation next door.
"Great. Take a moment and I'll be back." Joel smiled, and left the room.
Stephanie rose to her feet, and unfastened the back of her bikini top, tossing it in the basket. Unwrapping her skirt, she folded it and placed it in as well, with her bottom following. She couldn't help but notice her nipples were rock hard in the cold air of the spa, as she took a towel and covered herself as she lay face down on the table.
Soon, Joel reentered and asked if she was comfortable. She mumbled into the headrest.
Stephanie felt a warm sensation on her shoulders. "We heat the oil. Let me know if it's too hot, or if you're uncomfortable at all." Joel said, starting to spread the oil around her shoulders. He slowly folded the towel down until it was only covering her waste, and then started massaging her shoulders. His hands were so big and strong, Stephanie instantly relaxed. She'd been so tense, and Joel was already pulling it right out of her.
Joel continued to massage her shoulders, and then moved her short brown hair aside to work on her neck. Stephanie slowly drifted away, as he concentrated on her back. She thought about how nice the wedding had been...and how hot the sex with Mark was. She just couldn't shake how turned on she was, as Joel started to work on her feet. She'd honestly hoped the couples massage would be kind of a foreplay for her and Mark, and she had this whole fantasy of them getting massaged, and then returning to their room and fucking the afternoon away. Instead, she was alone, but Joel's hands on her legs was really turning her on.
She started to fantasize about Mark massaging her, rubbing her legs and up to her thighs. She dreamed of him pushing her thighs apart, rubbing the insides of them, and then slowly working his way up. Instinctively, she separated her legs as Joel reached her thighs, his strong hands making her warm skin tingle. Dreaming of her husband, she didn't flinch when Joel moved further up, the edge of his hand just brushing the very top of her inner thighs.
Stephanie let out a soft moan, completely losing track of where she was, as Joel, hearing her moan, tentatively touched the very edge of her pussy. Stephanie moaned again as he did, wiggling down the table so his touch wasn't so tentative. She was dripping wet, her body needing release as quickly as possible. She felt a strong finger separate her lips, running up between them, and gently rubbing against the bud of her clit.
"Oh yes," she moaned softly, as the finger slowly swirled around her clit. She pushed her ass up just a little against him, the towel sliding off of her. As the finger continued to massage her clit, another hand slowly massaged her ass, and then slid down and entered her. She was dripping wet, and the thick finger felt amazing against her walls. She pushed herself back against it, as the she felt an orgasm draw nearer. The finger curled within her, finding her g-spot and causing her body to shake in pleasure. Then it exited her, slid up, and slowly massaged her tiny little asshole. She felt so hot and sexy, as two hands played with her clit and asshole.
Then the fingers disappeared, and she moaned in frustration. She felt large, strong hands take her by the hips, flipping her over like she weighed nothing. She turned over, her hard nipples staring at full attention, as the hands separated her legs and returned to working on her clit. Her hips rocked in response, her body demanding more. Two fingers entered her, and she cried out in perfect pleasure. The slowly entered and exited her, as she soaked them with her juices. Her eyes closed, the enjoyed how wonderful it all felt.
The two fingers continued fucking her as he stopped playing with her clit, and instead spread oil over her body. He massaged her breasts, tweaking her nipples and causing her to arch her back and push against his fingers. Then he returned to her clit, and she felt and orgasm quickly building within her. Her hands gripped the soft fabric of the table as he rubbed her just right.
"Oh fuck, please don't stop," she moaned, as she left her body start to explode in the best orgasm she'd had in years. Her body rocked against the table, his hands refusing to stop as she came all over.
Her body covered in sweat, she felt something hard brush against her hand. Instinctively, she took it into her hand. It was so long and thick, and she knew she needed it inside her as quickly as possible. The hands left her, and taking her hand, pulled it away from him. Then, a second later, she had a thick piece of man in her hand, her slender fingers wrapping around it.
He moved to the head of the table, and gently turn her head to the left. Her eyes still closed, she felt a pressure against her lips. Opening her mouth, she was filled with a thick head. Turning to her side, she wrapped her hand around him and started to give the most enthusiastic blowjob of her life. He tasted so good, and his soft grunts of appreciation made her try even harder.
Then she opened her eyes and looked up. She'd completely forgotten where she was, or who she was with. There was Joel, completely naked, staring at her. She thought she should cry out, or jump and and leave, but she still had him in her mouth, and something inside her just couldn't stop.
Instead, she found her clit and started playing with herself. He felt so perfect in her mouth, and her pussy was so wet, she knew she had to have him.
Puling him from her mouth, she smiled at him as he leaned down and gave her a long, slow, passionate kiss. His hands grabbed her by the hips, and flipped her back over. Stephanie rose up onto her hands and knees, as Joel climbed onto the table and positioned himself between her legs.
Stephanie moaned loudly as he used the thick head of his cock to separate her lips. She was so wet, he slid in instantly. He was much thicker than anything she'd ever felt before, her pussy stretching to accommodate him.
"OH fuck!" she screamed out, as he gently started to fuck her from behind. With a grunt, he buried himself all the way into her. "Oh my god," she moaned, "you're so big and so deep."
Joel held her firmly by the hips and fucked her from behind. She felt so full and so hot, his cock pushing against her walls perfectly. She felt a different sensation than she'd ever felt before, as her body started to shake in a mind-bending orgasm.
"Oh god yes" she cried out, as Joel started going faster and faster. "Don't stop. Please keep going," she demanded, as the room was filled with the sound of him slapping against her tight ass.
Joel grunted loudly, and then muttered "I'm going to cum."
Stephanie pushed back against him. "Don't stop. Please fill me up. Fill my pussy with your cum!" she screamed.
She felt Joel's cock pulse within her, his seed splashing within her walls. It made her cum all over again, her body practically absorbing him.
Falling forward, she panted as Joel climbed down off the table. She laid silently as he she heard him dressing. He laid a towel on her back, mumbled something, and left her alone in the room.
She laid there for a while, before she rolled over. Taking the towel, she cleaned up another man's cum as it oozed from her gaping hole. Dressing, she wondered what she was supposed to do next. Even now, she wasn't totally satisfied. She knew she had to get Mark back to the room as quickly as possible, so he could reclaim her.
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