Erotic story: “It’s as if this completely unknown body is made for mine”
I walk into the beach bar with my girlfriends. It’s teeming with exuberant, vacationing partygoers. With a bit of dancing, pushing, and pulling, we find a strategic spot, close to the beach and just a few steps away from the bar. It feels good to be away from Paris and Amsterdam for a while. The lazy life on the island makes me forget everything.
Suddenly, I get the feeling that someone is looking at me. I scan the people at the outside bar, the dancing crowd around us, and then I catch his gaze. Brown eyes under dark eyebrows, messy curly hair, and a tropical beer in his hand. He doesn’t look away when my eyes meet his; the corner of his mouth lifts slightly in a small smile, and he raises his beer towards me in a toast. I smile back, briefly, and look down. This is exactly what we weren’t going to do this vacation, Roos.
The DJ plays summer hit after summer hit. In the middle of our group, a pile of bags, flip-flops, and clothing that is too warm forms. I dance barefoot while the sun turns orange. In this light, everyone looks beautiful. I glance at the spot where I just caught the gaze of the unknown man, but he’s nowhere to be found. Good, no fuss this time.
Amy takes my hands and spins me around. “Rooooos, I love you”, she shouts. I feel my fingers slowly slipping out of her warm hands. The moment I try to grab onto something, my body comes to a sudden stop. Two strong arms wrap around me and save me from falling onto the wooden deck. I awkwardly stumble a bit closer to the person as I try to regain my balance. When I look up, I see his eyes, his curly hair, and that teasing smile around his mouth again.
I stammer a “gracias” and want to turn back to my girlfriends, but the unknown man places his hands around my waist and spins me around. Slowly, he pulls me closer to him. I feel his hips moving against mine. His scent is a mix of warmth and aftershave. I inhale it cautiously. My hands rest on his muscular arms. I dance and dance and dance with him. He doesn’t say a word, and neither do I. It’s just those arms, his brown eyes, that slow smile on his lips, the smooth hips, and me.
The air crackles almost between us, because with every movement I feel the tension rising. Even the giggling of my girlfriends behind me doesn’t pull me out of my trance. His hand finds a way along my back to my butt. I feel his breath on my neck as he pulls me even closer. It’s as if there’s no one else, just him and me. With his fingers, he brushes along the edge of my dress. I hold my breath and bite my lip.
I lean back for a moment to collect myself, but then he quickly grabs my hand and pulls me through the crowd towards the beach. I look back at my girlfriends, who wave me off with meaningful glances. His grip is firm; he strokes my palm with his thumb. As our feet hit the sand, he slows his pace. He walks calmly and confidently to the edge of the water. “Hola”, he says in a soft, deep voice while looking at me from the side. I just smile and feel free here on this island.
The darkness conceals us from view from the beach bar. No one is paying attention to the two people standing here by the water. I feel clammy from dancing. With his hand on my neck, he pulls me towards him. His lips explore my face, his tongue explores my mouth. I feel the excitement against me through his shorts. The heat rises to my head, and I pull away from him. He looks at me questioningly. With my free hands, I let the straps of my dress fall. The fabric slips down to my hips, and I hook my thumbs behind my thong. My dress falls in a heap on the sand. I stand naked in front of him, and he holds his breath for a moment. As I start to walk into the water, he suddenly seems to spring into action. He pulls his shirt over his head and steps out of his shorts.
I dive into the cool water and feel it glide all over my body. When I come up, the water around me is still, as if he isn’t there. But then I feel his hands along my legs, along my butt and breasts, and he pops up an inch from my face. I wrap my legs around his waist and feel his erection against my lower body. His hands knead my breasts, and he kisses me on my neck. I moan softly.
He wraps his arms tightly around me and lifts me out of the water. My legs cling to his waist as he lets me down on the beach. His hand strokes through my wet hair as his mouth eagerly finds mine. He pulls his hips back for a moment, but then I feel him thrust deep inside me. With his free hand, he plays with me. It’s as if this completely unknown body was made for mine. “Open your eyes”, he whispers in my ear. I look at him, and the eyes of this stranger, his hand between my legs, and him deep inside me make the shocks run through me.
