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Wet Bliss and Sexy Kisses Phone Sex - Peyton Gets Seduced

Wet Bliss and Sexy Kisses Phone Sex - Peyton Gets Seduced

Wet Bliss and Sexy Kisses Phone Sex - Peyton Gets Seduced. Standing alone by the dance floor and sipping on a glass of mulled hibiscus punch as I swayed to the music. Not lonely, above all just happy observing and relaxing. Watching drunk holidaymakers do their best on the dancefloor.

I’d worn my favorite white halter neck dress with no shoes. All in all the floor was sand and didn’t call for any. As for the holidays, it's for relaxing. Not spending hours grooming and straightening.

The band was playing a cover of Bob Marley’s ‘Could you be loved’ and as a result, we were dancing, laughing and drinking. As for the pressures of work and reality they were far behind us all as we settled into island time.

As I was pondering if Bob was right and if I indeed ‘could be loved. Noticing a beautiful woman leaning against a post on the opposite side of the dance floor.

Her.

She had such a presence about her. Blonde hair was messily tied into a bun on top of her hair, red glossy lips, and green eyes. All things considered, strands of hair float around an exquisite face. Her floral silk kimono skimmed over beautiful curves. Now that she was drinking champagne and happily chatting to one of about 6 holidaymakers who must have also been drawn to her.

I took a sharp breath as she looked suddenly at me, and I quickly looked away embarrassed that I’d been caught staring. When I looked back, she smiled a cheeky smile at me, winked, and then she disappeared behind a group of dancers.

I accepted another punch and looked frantically around for her. I don’t know why… What was this pull I had for this woman? Where had she gone? I spent 20 minutes trying to discreetly figure out where she’d gone. I wandered the dancefloor, the restaurant, and the deck, in circles.

Another song had started, and deciding she must have left I thought it best to call it a night and get some rest. I had a long day of snorkeling followed by a massage the next day. Relaxing was such exhausting work.

“No, you’re not leaving. Dance with me.” She was standing there like a beautiful goddess, her accent alluring. Brazilian, maybe?

I was too stunned to speak, I kept wondering if I was gay as she grabbed both my hands and spun me onto the dance floor. Whispering to me ‘let go, relax’. Then louder ‘relax!’. She had a commanding presence. I obeyed.

I was addicted.

And in one short night, she was a drug and I needed more.

She had embraced me and all of a sudden kissed both my cheeks, then paused, brushing a strand of hair out of my face.

Then she was gone.

I sank back into reality hesitantly, on my sun lounge. And I could still feel her breath on my neck from her goodbye. I reached my hand up and my nails ran over the spot gently. I was instantly aroused thinking of her.

My nipples were hard under my white costume, all things considered, and my skin was covered with goosebumps despite the tropical heat.

I licked my lips after that, so I decided to go for a swim to cool off. What was wrong with me? Lusting after a mere stranger, after all, I didn’t even know her and had barely spent time with her.

The beach had emptied, and all of a sudden people were moving to the pool bar for happy hour. I’d be heading there next.

What next...

As I walked into the cool, crystal-blue water, I enjoyed moving slowly. Feeling the cool water rise up my thighs, cooling the heat between my legs. Making my nipples even harder.

I dove under the water, smoothing my hair back as I came up. Every part of my body was tingling, imagining her.

I couldn’t help but run a hand gently over my breast. Imagining it was hers. My other hand ran over my scalp through my hair as my breath became quicker. I bit my bottom lip, thinking perhaps I’d skip the pool bar and go back to my room for some ‘self-care’ time. I needed release.

My hand went between my legs gently, I was warm. Hot. I had a need to be fulfilled.

“Let me help you, mon amour.”

I spun around to the sound of her voice, but she grabbed my shoulders and stopped me.

“No. Stay there. Relax… let me help you.”

I breathed in deeply, trembling. She ran her hands up both of my arms, up my neck gently. I felt her breath first in my ear as she whispered to me, “Now, give yourself to me”.

She was strong.

She wrapped one long arm around me, pinning mine to my side. I glanced at the beach nervously but anyone there was engrossed in their own activities. In a second I wouldn’t care.

My body shook. My chest was heaving as I panted.

Her fingertips grazed the top of my swimsuit, and one delicate pointed nail landed on my rock-hard nipple. I sucked in my breath and melted into her as her fingertip began to swirl around it. She pulled my costume down and pinched it gently.

I felt exposed, with my breasts out. The pool bar was within eyesight but us far enough away on a sandbank not to be seen. It was nerve-wracking but erotic. I’d never felt so on fire before.

She kissed my neck, given that her hand traveled down across my stomach and shot down my inner thigh. For that reason just as quickly it shot back up and touched me gently between my legs, on the hottest part of my being. I could feel her fingers slip, the lubrication of my fluids sticky even in the water.

Rolling my head back to lean on her shoulder as her expert fingers glided up and down over my slit. Our bodies moved together as I felt the heat rising inside me.

She circled my clit slowly with her thumb, as she gently slid her other fingers inside me.

Wet Bliss and Sexy Kisses Phone Sex - Peyton Gets Seduced

The feeling of her sliding in and out of me was too much to bear, I screamed in delight and she covered my mouth while she desperately continued. I begged her for more, muffled behind her hand.

For the most part, my body convulsed and I clenched around her hand as I had the most spectacularly sweet orgasm of my life.

She turned me around and kissed me deeply as can be seen.

As she swam away from me, I stood in the cool water shaking. Of course, I watched her walk out of the water as if she’d just been for a casual dip, and she walked off up the beach until I could only just see her green bikini in the distance after that.

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