Before long they were kissing again, his hands were stroking her lightly and the heat was building up in the room. Her breasts were smaller than average but had an amazing shape and her nipples poked out, demanding to be petted and kissed. He loved her ample ass and couldn’t believe how firm the skin was. She took the opportunity to stroke his cock and even gave it some light licks before she crawled up on him again.
“In case you haven’t figured it out, I like being in charge,” she chuckled.
“No, ‘s OK by me.”
While she was riding him cowgirl style, he looked up at her and grinned to himself. She was an absolute pistol, wild and even a bit crazy in her riding him. Her lean torso flared out to full hips which he held tightly as she ground her clit onto him. At one point he even reached down and put his thumb right under her clit to her moans of delight. They both rapidly became more and more excited until she screamed out to God and everyone, triggering in him a similar release. She collapsed down on him letting her loose curls tickle his nose while they recovered.
She hopped up, went to the bathroom before returning to snuggle up with him. A few minutes later he took a leak only to find her asleep. Once he settled back into bed she pulled herself up to him before drifting off again. Tom lay there for quite some while thinking about Gwen and Suzanne but mostly about Abby. He wondered if she had any idea about what he had done with both Gwen and Suzanne. However, he realized Abby had always been perfectly upfront about her desires for him and he knew she ultimately would have approved.
There was a hint of shyness between the two of them in the morning. Something about the light of day caused them to be a bit more reserved with each other. She dressed while he was fixing breakfast, they ate and he got ready for the day. They hiked the beach for a couple of hours picking up pretty rocks and oddly shaped driftwood. They were comfortable enough to hold hands and he even draped his free hand across her shoulders for part of the walk. They were both tired after lunch and stretched out for a quick nap.
Tom woke up aware of Gwen’s hand lightly stroking his chest. He kept his eyes closed and his breathing even so as to enjoy the sensation. His cock, however, betrayed him and hardened slowly. Once Gwen’s hand slid down his belly and bumped into the cock, she chuckled, “You’re not asleep, you little…”
“Uh-uh, I have to confess I’ve been enjoying things. You?”
“Oh, God, you have no idea how horny I was when I woke up. Here I am in bed with a great guy and my libido just shot into overdrive,” she answered as she reached up, kissed him deeply and crawled on top. His hands roamed slowly over her back and her fabulous ass. He stroked, he petted, he pinched lightly and he even gave her a playful swat.
“Your ass is to die for, know that?”
“Thanks. You’re not so bad yourself. Can I interest you in a little afternoon romp?”
“Umm-hmm, you can.”
After nearly thirty minutes of leisurely making out and foreplay, he got up on his knees and pulled her up as well. “Here, on your knees.” He approached her from the rear and she guided his hard cock between her folds and into her tight, wet tunnel. They quickly achieved a comfortable motion with him plunging into her as she thrust herself back onto him. He loved holding her by her hips and admiring her full, firm ass. At one point she let her hand reach up and gently stroke the boys, further stimulating him, bringing him closer and closer.
“Uh, I’m getting kinda close…”
“Don’t. You. Do. It.” She emphasized each word with a simultaneous plunge onto his cock. Tom realized she had removed her hand from his sack and seemed to be rubbing her own clit. “Oooh, feels sooo good,” she moaned. This brought her quickly to the edge, she moaned louder and her torso began to jerk as she arched her back.
Tom always enjoyed watching Abby stimulate herself and this was no different. He could tell Gwen was getting closer and allowed himself to catch up. He opened his eyes one final time to see a deep flushing, even with her dark skin, across her back. His eyes drifted down to her glorious ass and he lost it as she started writhing beneath him.
“Oh, my God, Tom, oh my God, feels so, oooh, soo…” Her last words were lost as her face fell into the pillow below her. Once Tom finished, he collapsed over her, breathing heavily to catch his breath.
“Wow, that was pretty wild,” he whispered in her ear.
“Yeah, wild. Whew, I didn’t know doggie could be so fun.”
“I loved it. Gave me a perfect view of your glorious ass.”
“You like my ass, huh?”
“Oh, do I!”
She stretched out as he dismounted and they lay together, tenderly kissing and giving each other tiny little hugs.
“Uh, Tom, about my ass. I’m glad you like it, by the way, but, in case you’ve got any ideas about going in the backdoor, please lose ’em.”
“Oh, I wasn’t thinking of that, I was just admiring the outside. Ever had a finger in there, you know, during sex?”
“Yeah and it never really did anything for me.”
“OK, then, uh, that will be off the menu but I have to say, the rest of the menu is still pretty damn nice.”
After some more talking they got up and agreed to dinner at a nearby small bistro. They showered and dressed nicely before driving to town where they strolled hand-in-hand along the main drag while window shopping. Twice Tom was aware of some hostile stares so he looked at the offenders right in the eye as if to dare them to say or do anything.
Their dinner was light and tasty, the wine was smooth and mellow and a sweet dessert was shared between them. On the brief drive back, he mentioned the stares and how it upset him. “I can’t believe there are still people who look only at color and make judgements based on that alone.”
“Tom, the sad fact of the matter is, uh, racism is still alive and kicking. My folks have lived with those stares for thirty years or more and I see them every day. I’ve learned to ignore them unless they feel threatening. Then I leave. I don’t want to be a dead martyr.”
“I’m so sorry that you have to put up with it, though. Hey, want to crack a new bottle of wine on the deck tonight?”
“Yeah, but only if I can invite you in the hot tub.”
They were perfectly comfortable stripping in the house and walking nude to the tub carrying the wine and some plastic goblets. Once in the water they relaxed, talked, joked and let their feet tease and stroke each other’s legs. At one point Tom grabbed her foot and pulled her to him, laughing after she sank and came up spitting water.
“You rat! That was mean,” she laughed.
“Maybe, but it got you over here, didn’t it?”
“Now that I’m here, what’re you gonna do with me?”
“I’m gonna turn you around, bend you over the edge and have my way with you.”
“Doggy style in the water? You really do like my ass, don’t you?”
“You know I do,” he replied as he took control and spun her around. “Now, bend over.”
“Oh, doing a little dominating, huh?”
“If you don’t like it, too bad,” he said sternly before he chuckled.