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Subject: Title story: "See You in a Dream" Author: Incubus 97407340
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Date: Sat, 27 Jan 2007 13:21:19 +0000
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See You in a Dream
You said you might need a little rest so here is a vacation for you!
I decided I needed a break from the rigors of my hectic and often cutthroat
advertising job. I visited a friend who runs a travel agency, and she suggested
an exclusive resort she knew in Martinique. It sounded fabulous. I was packed
and on an airplane within a week.
Arriving, I breathed deeply of the rich, tropical air, full of promise of
warmth, sunshine and relaxation. A short taxi ride later, I found myself at the
resort, which was every bit as beautiful as promised, a lush garden spot of
private bungalows with restaurant, disco, pool and its own, private beach tucked
away among the rocky shore line. They were expecting me, and check-in was a
breeze. Within minutes I was alone in the luxurious bungalow that was to be mine
for the next few days, tall rum punch in hand.
Finishing my drink, I reached up and loosened the knot at the back of my head,
shaking my thick, blond hair down about my shoulders. I removed my conservative
suit, unhooked my bra to a sigh of relief and kicked off my panties. I slipped
into a silk kimono, loving its whisper against my skin, and finished unpacking
my bags and putting away the contents.
Peeking through the curtains at the back of the bungalow, I saw the trail that
leads down to beach, and decided a little sun would be nice. I got out a tiny
bikini I had purchased, on a whim, just before leaving home. I had never worn a
bathing suit so barely there before, but figured, what the hell. After all, you
only live once. I let the kimono fall to the floor, and gave a critical eye to
myself in the full-length mirror.
Not too bad, I thought. My breasts were still firm and without sag, if maybe a
little small. I workout regularly, and it shows in my nearly flat tummy and well-
rounded butt. Men tell me I have nice legs, and I was lucky enough to be blessed
with a pleasant face and good complexion. My hair hung just to my nipples, which
were crinkled and erect with the blast of the air conditioner. I brought my
hands lightly to the undersides of my breasts, pushing up and lightly rolling my
nipples between thumb and forefinger, feeling a jolt between my legs. My hand
strayed to my pussy. My blond pubic hair was close-cropped, and my labia were
visible through it. I ran a finger lightly up and down my slit, once, twice,
feeling the wetness grow. I pressed a fingertip against my clit and was shocked
at the sensation as I gave out a little gasp and my thighs parted involuntarily.
God, it had been so long since I had sex!
Enough!, I thought, shaking myself from my revery. I pulled the new bikini on
and glanced in the mirror. God, I thought, it seems even smaller than in the
shop. Too late now. It's the only one I brought. I put the kimono back on over
it, self consciously tightening the belt, and stepped out into the warm
tropical air.
I strode bravely along the trail, managing to ignore the appreciative glances a
couple of people gave me. Turning the corner that opened out of the jungle-like
landscaping to the beach stopped me in my tracks, though.
The resort's private beach was a narrow crescent of white sand fronting a
beautiful lagoon. It was maybe a hundred yards long, giving way to rugged, rocky
shore line at either end. What had stopped me was not its beauty, though. There
were maybe thirty people on the beach. Most were nude. The few women not
completely naked were topless. No one seemed to notice me as I stood there,
breathless, almost not daring to move.
A young woman lay on her stomach, nude, not fifteen feet away, her feet toward
me and thighs parted slightly. Kneeling above her, a gorgeous, tanned young man
was rubbing suntan oil onto her butt. With each backstroke, her cheeks parted
and coarse black pubic hair showed. His semi-erect cock bobbed up and down. A
little drop of moisture at the tip of it sparkled in the sunlight, and I felt a
throb in my pussy. He looked up and smiled, perfect ...
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