“Our
bedroom — for three whole nights, darling,” breathed Stella, standing in the doorway and looking round the room, with its olde-worlde style furnishing- even to a replica four-poster bed. Stella went over and sat on it, patted it with her hands.
“We'll have to put a plaque on it before we go-'Rita and Stella slept here'!”
We undressed and I did feel relieved to get my roll-on rolled off! Naturally, as soon as I had my clothes off, Stella, who had only dress, bra and panties to get rid of, was waiting to dive on me.
We rolled, laughing, on the large bed, having plenty of room to wrestle. Finally, she pinned me on my back, holding my wrists above my head.
“Pay a forfeit?” she panted.
“Why? We didn't make any bets — besides, you jumped on me when I wasn't looking.”
“All right-we'll stay here until Jane comes back and finds us like this!” She pressed down on me.
“Oh, all right, then-how much?”
“Let me see-I know! A kiss!”
“Done! Pucker up!” I lifted my face towards hers, but she pulled back.
“Not there, silly-that would be too easy! You must kiss my bottom!”
“All right, then,” I agreed at once.
“You don't object, then?” She looked a little surprised.
“Of course not, darling. Why should I? I think you have a gorgeous bottom. Now get off me and bend over while I pay my forfeit.”
She got off me and knelt at my side, sticking her bottom out expectantly. I ran my hands caressingly over the full, smooth cheeks, kissed each one, then decided to give her a surprise. Swiftly, I pulled her buttocks apart and planted a kiss right on her warm, puckered little anus; I heard her gasp as I touched it with the tip of my tongue.
“There-I've paid my forfeit-OK?”
“Let's wrestle some more!”
“I might win, this time!”
“I'd arrange for you to win every other bout! I didn't expect the last part of what you just did-'but it was wonderful. Actually, I like having my bottom kissed-especially where you did it-makes me all sexy!” She wriggled her behind as she straightened up. “I've wanted you to kiss me there for a long time, but didn't like to ask — some women don't like doing it. I used the forfeit idea as an excuse.”
“You didn't need one, darling-here's one woman who won't object! I must remember that that's a favourite of yours.”
“Do you like it?”
“Mmm! It's a marvellous feeling!”
“Come on, then-bend over!”
“Later-Jane will be back before we get down to the water.”
“Oh, come on-it'll only take a second. I want to.”
“All right-here it is, then!” I turned and cocked my bottom at her.
“Mmmm!” She went down on her knees, arms going round my thighs, as she planted two succulent kisses on each buttocks; she pulled them open, then, and I felt her mouth and wet tongue at my anus. She went a step farther and pushed her tongue in a little way.
“Lovely, Stella-we must try that again some time.” I straightened and reach for my swim-suit.
“I have some good variations, too.” Her eyes were still on my behind.
“I'll bet you have! Now let's go and have a swim. What time is it?” I hunted round for my watch.
“Here you are-four-thirty. Why?”
“Oh, I was just wondering if there was anywhere to go around here-I want some shops, too; I thought I'd better take something back for Phil. Still, it'll do tomorrow.”
“There's a nice old village not far from here-about ten minutes in the car. It has a nice old pub, too.”
“Fine-we can pay that a visit, then.”
“Will Jane be all right?”
“Of course-she likes to read a lot and I'm sure she's brought more than enough books to keep her amused.”
“What time does she go to bed nowadays?”
“When it suits her!”
“Do I hear 'problem child' in that tone?”
“Sort of-though not quite in the way you think.”
“Serious?”
“I'm afraid it could be. Maybe I'll tell you about it when we go for a drink later on, eh?”
“Please do-if I can help in any way…”
“Thanks, Stella-you might be able to, I don't know, yet. Shall we go?”
She was just putting on the top part of her bikini- and it was eye stopping, to say the least!
“Golly, Stella — a private beach is about the only place you could wear that thing; anywhere else, you'd be had up for indecent exposure! I must say, you look very fetching, though!”
The entire ensemble only consisted of a thin strip of material stretched tight across her hips-even showing a few straggling dark hairs over the top-and another, just as thin and just as tightly stretched across her breasts, which bulged out both above and below. The colour was red, which made it even more pulchritudinous! When we left the bungalow and she raced ahead of me towards the few steps that lead down to the beach, I found myself looking at a pair of bouncing buttocks, naked except for the pants of the bikini, which had wrinkled up into something no thicker than a piece of string. If she had shown that in public she would have been raped on the spot; this, in law, would have undoubtedly created a precedent, causing the word “rape” to have another word inserted before it-“justifiable”!
Jane was drying herself as we got down, costume polled down to hex hips.
“The water's marvellous!” she called as we went on past.
I saw Stella look at Jane's swelling breasts; she turned to me, then.
“Would I be right in saying that that's the sort of problem you meant?” she asked shrewdly, touching her own breasts.
“You would, indeed. That, and several allied things. I'll tell you later.”
We were both fair swimmers and waded out until four feet no longer touched bottom. Then Stella began her capers, diving under the water and coming up between my legs. She pulled me under a couple of times and I came up spluttering. I waited until she came in close, then dived, grabbing her pants as I went, dragging them half way down her legs. She came under with me, reaching for them, but I had the advantage and as she came down, I was waiting. Pushing her on to her back, I dragged the pants the rest of the way and swam off to the surface.
“Hey. Rita!”
I looked back, laughing at her, waving her pants in the air.
“Come and get 'em!” Then I made for the beach.
“Rita!” she yelled after me. “That's not fair!”
“Well, this time you'll have to pay a forfeit!”
“All right-what is it?”
“What do you think?”
“You want your bottom kissed?”
“Right!”
“As soon as we get back-I promise. May I have my pants back now?”
“No fear-you have to kiss me first!”
I trod water and let her catch me up, holding her pants well out of reach.