The Beach Resort

Because maybe a minute later I feel someone’s hand on my bare thigh. I frown, see it’s the girl’s. It must be an accident, and I wait for her to correct. But I wait and wait and the hand lingers until I have to pick it up and give it back to the girl. But a minute later it’s back, a strangely intimate touch from a total stranger.

The Woman in the Hotel Gym

She’s my age, lithe, incredibly fit, with tan skin and toned muscles. A perfect body. Her hair is the color of caramel cream, her sports bra and workout pants a rich burgundy. They’re tight enough they could be painted on. She’s wearing headphones, nice ones, and as she glides into the room, she picks the stair stepping machine.

Victoria

In front of the TV, with her back to me, lays a young woman. She’s wearing a sweatshirt, snug around her waist, two big brunette pigtails of hair tumbling down her back. And below that shirt, the biggest, tightest, roundest ass I’ve ever seen. Tight white-and-pink panties cling to it, slide up between its cheeks.

The Honeymoon

All of Laura’s friends were hot, that’s just the circle Laura traveled in, and Allie was no exception. I’d never met her before, but I figured the only reason a hot girl like her was talking me was because of this drama. I didn’t need her pity. “No, it’s--” tears betrayed me, suddenly springing from my eyes, streaking down my face. So much for not being pathetic.

Bella and Sally

A man was swimming in the pool, bright red trunks around big legs, kicking laps with a powerful stroke. The girls exchanged another glance. Sally started, “Are you thinking--” “--what I’m thinking?” Bella finished. They stood up, leaned over the balcony, and peered down. The man was still swimming laps, oblivious to the girls and their intentions.

Alexa

Alexa watches me set the bags down, the knowing glint lingering in her eye. “If you need anything,” her gaze flicks to my crotch and back, “You just let me know, ok?”

Audrey

“No, I do not want to touch it.” But she reaches out anyway, her fingers in a pincer shape, as if it was a threat to her. She wiggles it, feels its weight. “I can’t believe... what the fuck, Richard? You think just because you’ve got a really, really big dick that I’m going to... what? Blow you?”

Charlotte

I’m overhearing this conversation from through the sliding glass door to the balcony. It leaves me to imagine what this scantily clad woman looks like. And I can imagine quite a bit. Of course my daydreams don’t sate me, they only amplify my need to see, my need to know what this babe actually looks like.

Harper

She stretches on her tip toes, reaching up, and I stare. Either the light’s playing tricks on me, or she’s not got on any underwear. And her ass, I’m entranced, it’s firm, perfectly round. I had no idea.

Kara

“You think we’re, what, timid little housewives? We’ve burned down our homes and murdered our husbands, and now we’re free and single and on the prowl. I’m on this island because I crave dick, Micah. No games.” I leaned in until my face was nearly touching his. “I need your. Fat. Cock. Deep inside me. Is that real enough?”