Chapter 11 - Tuesday
by Dave

Emma and I get to the beach and find it deserted which is great. It's a lovely little cove so I'm surprised more people don't make use of it. Still it will give us the couple time that we want.

I strip off my clothes to enjoy the freedom of nudity, something I'm not allowed to do at the villa. Emma hesitates for a moment, looking towards the entrance to the beach, but with no one in sight, she also strips off. We put our towels down.

"Fancy a dip in the sea?" I ask.

"Race you," she says tearing across the sand to the water.

She's got a head start, but she won't win. I tear after her diving into the sea before her. We mess around swimming and splashing for some time before we both end up drifting towards the shore.

She sits down on the sand, the gentle waves lapping up to her hips. I sit next to her and part my legs a little so the waves are caressing my balls. A silence descends save for the sound of the waves.

After a while I notice the waves and the environment have had an effect, I'm getting hard. Now that I notice this my erection strengthens. I move myself on top of Emma, we kiss for a few minutes.

I glance around to check we're still alone. I aim my erection and slide in. For the next quarter of an hour we make love on the water's edge. I ejaculate just after Emma has an orgasm. It was a beautiful experience, a first to make love on the beach, or in my words rather than Emma's, we had sex on the beach.
 
 
We spend the rest of the morning sun bathing and cooling off in the sea.

"You want something to eat?" Emma asks.

"Yes," I say, "For you."

Before she has time to react I move closer to her and start to kiss her neck. She adjusts her head to give me better access, so I kiss some more. I move to her shoulder and then her breasts and nipples. Moving down I plant kisses on her stomach heading swiftly to her sex.

I lick her hungrily, preparing her for more to come. After a few minutes I begin to reposition myself to enter her, but she raises her hand.

"If you want to fuck me again, you're going to have to do a lot more licking. I'm used to Jon this week who really takes his time."

Jon takes his time licking because he can't fuck. "OK." I say grudgingly.

I put my tongue to work again and before long I realize Emma is heading for a climax. I continue licking until her orgasm begins to subside. I take this pause as the chance to change things moving up her body and quickly sliding in.

I pump my hips driving her to another climax and soon I am struggling to hold back. For a moment I think about stopping so I can make this last longer, but that's not going to happen. I speed up, thrusting deeper and deeper, I let a long breath out as I cum. My ejaculation sends her into another orgasm which lasts much longer than mine.

I roll off her. "Did you mention eating something?" I ask.

Once we have calmed down we find our lunch bag and tuck in. For some reason I seem to be rather hungry, might be all the sex we're having. Some years ago I showed her a book about how to lose weight through sex, she wasn't biting sadly.
 
 
The afternoon is much calmer until we're getting ready to leave. I stand up to start packing things away when she beckons me closer. Before I have chance to know what is happening she has my dick in her mouth. I harden rapidly as she sucks me.

For the next five minutes she licks and sucks me, playing with my balls as well as I try to stand up on the beach.

"We need to get going," Emma says. I am shocked, she's always either sucked me until I cum or we've done other stuff until I've cum.

She notices my surprise, "We can finish this later."

I guess that's what is going to happen then, though a part of me wants to fuck her brains out, I won't do that.
 
 
We pack up our things, my erection struggling to fit into my shorts. Emma takes her sarong and wraps it around her just above her breasts, knotting it in the middle. It would appear all her other clothes are staying in the bag. Her breasts are covered, but the material is rather transparent and it gaps wide open showing her sex to anyone who looks.

As we walk across the sand her sarong flows out more like a cape than a wrap. Walking towards the entrance of the beach we notice for the first time another couple of people, a young couple in their early twenties I'd guess. She's topless, with bottoms on and he's in shorts. They look rather dumbfounded by our openness.

I walk past them, but Emma stops right in front of them, so I stop and edge back to her.

"Guys, you only live once, be safe and sensible, but have lots and lots of fun. Don't let a fucked up society fuck you up about sex."

They are speechless, just staring at Emma and puzzling over her words. We walk on to the entrance. We glance back to them before we lose sight of them, it seems they've taken her words to heart and are embracing. I always wonder how far they went that day on the beach.

Emma pulls her sarong around her as we enter the car park so that she is less exposed. Once in the car and we are heading back to the villa she relaxes to let it float open again. I am struggling to drive, she is sitting next to me exposed and I've just had a blow job without cumming.

We get out of the car, I watch Emma grab a bag and then breeze in to the villa, her sarong flying out behind her. I grab the other back, lock the car and follow her.
 
 
Sophie and Jon must be out by the pool, they don't seem to be in the villa. I look out of the window to check. They are rather busy, or to be more precise Jon is busy and Sophie is enjoying his business. We'll leave them alone.

"I need a shower to wash off the sand. How about you?" Emma asks having unpacked the lunch stuff.

"I'm going to grab a beer, do you want something?"

"Yes I'll have a beer too, bring it to me in the shower."

I open our beers and head straight to the shower stepping over her discarded sarong. I put them down to get undressed before joining her, handing one to Emma. She takes a swig with the hot water cascading over her. I take a swig as I watch her.

"Be a sweetie and wash me."

I lather her all over. She continues to drink. Once she is clean of sand, her beer is placed on the shelf next to mine and we swap places. She kisses me under the flow of water before setting about washing me thoroughly.

We dry ourselves.

"Shall we join Sophie and Jon by the pool until dinner?" I suggest.

I walk into our bedroom and am about to leave when Emma coughs.

"You can't go out like that."

"What?" I don't get what she means.

"You need to put some clothes on remember."

"I don't see why. They've both seen me naked, for crying out loud we've all had sex together."

"I know. I quite like being able to see you like this, but it's the rules and you agreed. Be honest it's a pretty small thing compared to the rules Jon has to abide by."

I sigh.

"Why don't you put this on this evening." She throws me her sarong. An interesting idea.

"OK."

"This is just tonight, understand? Tomorrow back to normal shorts."

I tie the sarong around my waist, it's a bit more opaque because I've doubled it over and I've tied it to the side. Though I'm not sure how much it will cover if I get an erection. I ponder if Jon is still busy as we walk to the pool.