Anna had slipped away from the main resort and was enjoying what she thought was a secluded view over the ocean. It was a raised concrete balcony overlooking the shore, just tucked behind a cliff to give some privacy. It was the perfect place to get away from her husband and the kids for a while. She heard footsteps from around the corner before she heard the man’s voice.
“Oh, there you are,” the man said. “Yuki, right?” Before Anna could correct him, he began walking her around the corner and taking off his robe. His long, thick and still flaccid cock swayed freely as he put the robe down on a nearby chair, beside the raised massage table. “I’m Carl. Tiffany usually takes care of me, but the agency said she was out of town,” he continued.
Anna stared at his tight, firm buttocks as he bent over to get something from the robe’s pocket. “$500, right?” he said handing her a stack of bills. She took it and nodded quietly, not sure how to get out of this situation any longer. “Cool, let’s get started,” he said as he laid face down on the massage table.
Anna thought to herself that a massage wasn’t all that bad a thing to do for $500. And after all, he was a very attractive man. She put the $500 in her beach bag and started to think what she should do next.
“Dry massage is fine,” Carl told her. “I don’t like all those oils,” he said.
Anna decided to speak as little as possible. She began massaging the stranger’s feet, working her way up his firm, naked body. She worked her way up to his neck and shoulders. She was standing in front of his head, working on his upper back when she felt his hands begin to caress her legs. She stifled a moan as his warm, rough hands found their way up the backs of her thighs and onto her petite, firm ass cheeks.
Anna let out a whimper as his thick finger slid easily inside of her wet cunt. With his free hand, he pulled off her bikini bottom and let it fall to the ground. She could barely stand up straight, much less massage him, as he teased her pussy lips and clit. She squeezed his back and slumped over him as she came to his fingering.
“I’m gonna turn over now,” Carl announced as Anna tried to recuperate. She was bargaining with herself about how a handjob wouldn’t be that bad. Hell, the president once said even a blowjob wasn’t cheating, she rationalized to herself.
Anna was about to grab his hard cock and start slowly stroking him, when Carl shifted abruptly. “As nice as your massage is, I don’t think I can wait any longer,” Carl said. He easily lifted her up with one arm and pulled her on top of his naked body.
“Ohhh, ffffuccckk,” Anna moaned as she sank herself down onto Carl’s rock hard cock. She whimpered and shook as she got accustomed to Carl’s length and girth. Soon, she was riding him, eagerly building to her next orgasm. As she came, she slumped forward on top of the stranger.
Carl pumped a few more times before groaning mightily and lifting Anna off of his cock. She felt the warm shot of cum splash her pussy and ass cheeks.
“Hhhhoooollly shit,” Carl gasped. “Wow, even Tiffany never let me go bareback,” he said. “Damn!”
Anna fought the urge to kiss the stranger before she dismounted. “So … same time tomorrow?” Carl asked as Anna picked up her bikini and got dressed again.
Anna couldn’t think of anything to do but nod. She told herself that this Yuki girl would sort it out. But the very next day, she found herself again on the patio, waiting for her Carl.
Gina and her husband decided to book a vacation in Ibiza. They booked a stay through Air BNB, but didn’t read the booking very carefully. When they arrived, they were surprised to find out that they were sharing the small, two bedroom apartment with another person.
Gina and Jim pulled their luggage in from the taxi and were surprised to find the apartment already occupied by Marco. Marco was a tall, handsome, young Italian man that spoke very little English. Neither Gina nor Jim spoke any Italian, so they had to communicate through broken Spanish.
They managed to eventually understand each other and Marco helpfully volunteered to take the smaller of the two rooms, moving his belongings and tidying up as Gina and Jim got settled.
As they unpacked, they suddenly realized that there were other cultural differences beyond language. Marco knocked on their bedroom door. Gina opened it to see the tall, lean young man wearing nothing but a tight speedo, bulging in all the right places. Gina was petite, even for an Asian woman, and her face was nearly at Marco’s waist.
“I go beach,” Marco said in practiced, but broken English. “You come?”
Gina politely declined, but was visibly impacted by the sight of his nearly naked body. While he was at the beach, Gina and Jim used the alone time to relieve some of their stress. Gina was particularly aggressive. She later admitted she was turned on by seeing Marco like that.
The next morning, Gina woke up first and decided to make breakfast for her and Jim. She secretly hoped Marco might join them. She started to get dressed when Jim interrupted her.
“Why don’t you make breakfast like you did on our honeymoon?” he suggested.
“What?!? No way!” she said. “Besides, grease splattering on naked skin is something smart people only do once.”
“Here,” Jim handed her a red kitchen apron, “wear this.”
Shortly after, Gina was cooking in the kitchen wearing nothing but the red apron to cover her cute, petite little frame. Jim was helping himself to some orange juice when they heard Marco starting to stir.
“I’m going to take a shower,” Jim announced, walking right past a bleary eyed Marco. Marco was wearing only his underwear and his morning wood was making sure that barely covered him.
Jim turned on the shower with a naughty giggle, wondering how his cute little wife would explain herself in broken Spanish. As he was showering, he found himself getting very turned on by the thought of his wife with Marco, and decided to jerk off in the shower.
As he finished and finally shut the water off, he heard what sounded like talking coming from the kitchen. He quickly dried off and snuck down the hall to take a peek.
Gina was bent over the kitchen table. Her arms were reaching back, trying wantonly to grab at Marco as he fucked her from behind. He was grabbing her plump, squishy ass with both hands as his long, thick cock pistoned in and out of GIna’s pussy.
Jim’s cock popped out of the towel he was wearing. He stayed hidden behind the hallway wall, but began to jerking off as Gina begged for Marco to fuck her harder and harder.
Gina came hard, nearly passing out. Marco slowed his pace, savoring the tight, wet little cunt. As Gina came to, her eyes met Jim’s and she smiled naughtily. She pushed herself away from Marco, who objected somehow in Italian. Gina grabbed his hand and led him into his bedroom, slipping wordlessly passed her husband.
Jim and Gail liked to stay at BnB’s when they traveled. It was often more a more romantic setting, and they enjoyed meeting other couples, rather than the weary business travelers they would meet at hotels.
They booked a long weekend vacation along the Pacific Coast, north of San Diego. They checked into their bed and breakfast, and Jim immediately noticed a pretty, tall and surprisingly busty Asian woman. For some reason, Jim couldn’t take his eyes off of her as they checked in. He watched her as she sat there in her bikini, flipping through a magazine in the BnB’s lobby.
Gail asked the proprietor a series of questions, as she often did, as her husband tried to be subtle as he glared at the tall, pretty Asian woman. When her husband showed up, an average height, slightly younger, but muscular American man, Jim was disappointed. He didn’t know what he was hoping might happen, but he was somehow sad to see that she was married.
In their room, Gail teased him, “You should dial back the staring,” she said. Gail was never a jealous wife, so he knew she was teasing more than anything.
Later that evening, as Jim and Gail were looking for a place to eat near the beach, they ran into the other couple. The other couple introduced themselves as Kaori and Matt. It was Gail who suggested they have dinner together.
They hit it off as a group and spent the next few days together, going to the beach, having meals, sightseeing around town. The only times they were apart were at night and the occasional mid-afternoon break. Both times were filled with mad, honeymoon-like sex. Although two rooms separated the couples, Jim and Gail could hear Kaori’s high pitched orgasms through the thin walls and Kaori and Matt tried not to giggle as Gail’s deep, low moans accompanied the violent slamming of their headboard.
One morning, Jim went out for his morning run on the beach. When he got back, it was Kaori waiting for him in his and Gail’s room. “Oh, hey!” Jim said, wondering why she was sitting there in nothing but a bikini and an unbuttoned blue shirt.
Jim was trying not to stare and her gorgeous, full breasts as he spoke. He grabbed a towel and mopped the sweat from his run off of himself. “Oh, is Gail in the bathroom?” he suggested, knowing she wasn’t. “Did we have plans for the beach today?” he said, knowing they hadn’t made plans.
Kaoir smiled and stood up to approach Jim. She wrapped her long, delicate arms around his neck, pulling him closer. “Matt and your wife are off doing their own thing,” Kaori whispered. The hair on the back of his neck stood up as his cock twitched to life. “I thought we could, too,” she said, her lips close enough to Jim’s that he could feel her breath on him.
“Well, I uh, but…” Jim staggered. Jim was panicked, thinking through the situation. He knew that Gail went out for fresh fruit while he was running and in his mind, she was about to walk in on them.
“Come on…” Kaori purred. “You know you want to…” her lips were impossibly close to his now.
As her lips were about to press into his, she slumped down defeatedly. She was laughing easily as the sound that broke her spell found Jim’s ears. It was Gail’s low, guttural moan, coming from Matt’s room.
“Damn!” Kaori laughed, resting her hand on Jim’s chest. “I wanted to see if you’d go through with it without knowing Gail had already agreed,” she laughed.
“Wh…what’s going on?!?” Jim said, still trying to catch up. Kaori pushed him onto the bed.
“Your wife suggested a little swap for the rest of the week,” she said, climbing on top of Jim on the bed. “She is *really* into Matt. We all kinda knew you weren’t gonna say know,” she chuckled as she untied her bikini, finally revealing her gorgeous, soft breasts.
I couldn’t believe the beauty that was Hawaii. I only wish I could have spent a few more days here soaking it all up. From Diamond Head State monument to Oahu’s windward coast (blowhole & beach cove included), I was consistently amazed by the beauty, the color, the consistently perfect weather, and the people.
I think I enjoyed the natural beauty above all, as I have never been exposed to a terrain and a climate as sweet as Hawaii’s. I could have stayed at the Halona Beach Cove for days, and only wish I hadn’t just swam for hours at Hanauma Bay that same morning, otherwise I would have loved to stay there and swim. Of course, stopping at Waikiki beach to swim and people watch at least once during your trip is a must too. The views from the top of Diamond Head are absolutely mind blowing. Definitely dedicate a few hours to explore Diamond Head, so you can stop at various places on the trail and marvel at the views down below.
We tried a few different restaurants during our time in Hawaii, some better than others. We definitely had a variety of different foods. On our last day, we ate at Ono Hawaiian Foods. The funny thing is, although we had already been on Oahu for 5 days, we had not had a chance to eat very much “traditional” Hawaiian food. Therefore, for lunch on our last day, I wanted to make it a point to try a real Hawaiian meal. We were on our way to Ono Seafood, as that is the #1 rated restaurant on Trip Advisor. They are well known for having the “best poke bowls” in Hawaii. As we were driving around looking for the restaurant, I thought I saw it when I saw the word “Ono” on a storefront. We parked and went in, only to realize we were at the wrong restaurant. Oops. So much for trying the best poke bowl in Hawaii. We looked at the menu and saw that all of the food at this restaurant was also very traditional Hawaiian fare. We opted to split a Kalua pig plate. The man who appeared to be the owner of the restaurant brought our food to the table, and told us what everything is. After a few minutes of eating, we were so grateful for our mistake! We were treated to a delicious meal of Kalua pig with rice, poi to pour on top, lomi salmon, haupia, and pipikaula. We couldn’t have had a better traditional Hawaiian meal. Thank you, Ono Hawaiian food!
If you’re thinking of planning a trip to Hawaii but you are on the fence about it, go for it! It is totally worth it. Some must dos in Oahu are:
- Hiking Diamond Head
- Stopping to swim and people watch at Waikiki beach
- Trying some traditional Hawaiian food at Ono Hawaiian Foods!
- Driving through Oahu’s windward coast and checking out the beautiful lookouts
- Going up Oahu’s North Shore and driving through small towns such as Haleiwa (the original home of shave ice).
- Snorkeling at Hanauma Bay
Looking back on my trip, those are the six things I enjoyed the most and those will be the best memories I will think back on often. If anyone reading this has also traveled to Oahu, what do you think? Do I need to add anything? Am I forgetting something you think is a MUST? Please feel free to comment!
