Prying Eyes (4 page)

Of course, not everyone had perfect beach bodies. There were many older couples, many overweight and a few who could stand a couple of good meals. But there were others with fantastic bodies with big breasts and great asses. Some of the men had muscular bodies and there was a wide range of cocks. The best part was that none of them seemed sleazy—they just loved to be naked.

Things took a turn for the primitive when the sun went down. “Let’s go for a walk,” Michael suggested after most of the couples began disappearing from the beach.

The night was very beautiful and warm and Amelia was glad to be alone with him.

“Your body is made for this type of atmosphere,” he told her, stopping near the water’s edge.

“I don’t know about that. I don’t think I could be naked all of the time.”

“But you do it so well,” Michael said, taking her hand and spinning her around.

Amelia slapped his hand away playfully. “No, I’m serious. I like beautiful clothes and I like the way lacy underwear feels against my skin.” She paused. “And there’s that once a month woman’s thing. I definitely wouldn’t want to be naked then.”

Michael just chuckled as they continued to walk down the beach.

Amelia heard a feminine giggle and stopped. It sounded like Janice, the blonde model she had worked with earlier.

A few seconds later, her suspicions were confirmed when she saw Janice running up ahead followed by a very naked Ben.

“What are they doing here?” Michael asked.

“The same thing we are.”

“I don’t really like him,” Michael admitted. “And I wouldn’t be a bit surprised if they followed us here.”

“You would hate him even more if you knew what he’d had in mind for me tonight.”

Michael turned her to face him. “What?”

“He wanted me to join him and Janice in a threesome.”

Michael kicked at the sand. “I knew it. I saw the way he was looking at you. Why didn’t you say something earlier?”

“Because you looked a bit angry, and because we were working and I didn’t want to cause a scene. The designer has invested a lot of money in this photo shoot, and I didn’t want the two of you fighting and embarrassing our agencies.”

“So what did you tell him?”

Amelia sighed. “I told him that I don’t share men.”

Michael’s shoulders relaxed. “Good, but I wouldn’t mind seeing you and Janice together.”

Amelia punched him on the arm. “That is never going to happen. I don’t do girls, either.”

Michael turned towards the stretch of beach Ben and Janice had run off to. “I wonder what they’re doing.”

“How would I know?” Amelia answered. “I saw them disappear behind that clump of trees. Maybe they’re playing hide and seek.”

“Let’s go see,” Michael said, taking her hand and dragging her behind him.

Amelia had to refrain from gasping aloud when they finally reached the area of beach Ben and Janice had disappeared to. The two of them, along with some others, were making out far away from the cottages.

“I wish I had my binoculars,” Michael muttered. “Or a camera.”

They didn’t really need them. There was enough light in the area to see clearly what the couples were up to. “He’s got a nice ass,” Amelia said as Ben made love to Janice doggy-style.

Michael pinched her. “Would you like to join them?”

“Ouch. No. They don’t look like they need any company.” She turned and started heading back towards the cottages but Michael quickly caught up with her.

“I was only teasing,” he said taking her hand. “I’m not into sharing either.” He raised her hand and kissed it. “I want you all to myself.”

Amelia pulled away from him. “Let’s go for a swim,” she suggested.

“In the ocean?”

“No, in the pool. It should be almost deserted now.”

“Great idea. I can use a little exercise.” They hurried back to their cottage for towels.

* * * *

“Not deserted,” Michael said to Amelia as he stopped suddenly.

Amelia looked around him. “Oh!”

A handsome black couple had turned the pool area into a secret rendezvous spot.

“Let’s go.”

“No,” Michael replied. “This is far more interesting than swimming.”

“You’re warped,” Amelia teased. “Can’t you see they want to be alone?”

“Aren’t you curious about the myth?”

Amelia busied her bottom lip with her teeth. Was he kidding? Of course she was, but she wasn’t going to admit that to him.
Oh, it isn’t a myth
, she discovered as the bald, black Adonis turned. Swinging between his legs was the longest, stoutest cock she’d ever seen.

The young woman was equally fetching with very large breasts and a gigantic ass that jiggled when she walked. The man picked her up into his muscular arms and started kissing her.

Amelia’s crotch dampened.

Their bodies were like black onyx sculptures, whether natural or designed by rigorous weight building, either way impressive. The woman wrapped her long legs around the man’s waist and he inserted his rod.

Amelia gulped. There was no way it was going to fit comfortably.

“Oh, Daddy,” the young woman cried out as she slid down on to the snake. “You fill me completely.”

It sounded like something out of a porn movie.

The man showed how powerfully built he was as he held her upright and began screwing her in a standing position.

“Ah!” the woman moaned loudly. “It’s touching my tonsils.”

Amelia bit back a chuckle.
A very bad porno movie
. She cocked her head to the side. The man was very limber and had powerful thigh muscles.

“Are you enjoying yourself?” Michael whispered into her ear.

Amelia nodded, hating him for teasing her and interrupting her little peep show.

The man went down on his knees, an amazing feat while still holding the woman, and he laid her on a beach towel next to the pool and continued to pound away at his squealing partner. His shaft moved in and out of her, first the head and then half of the shaft.

Sweat beaded on Amelia’s forehead as she watched, captivated by the mating ritual.

The woman came, calling his name loud enough to wake the dead. The man pulled out of her and buried his face between her legs to prolong her orgasm.

Amelia’s stomach clenched and she moved her legs around to get comfortable. If she had been wearing panties, they would be soaked through by now.

The man put the woman on to her knees. From where she and Michael stood, Amelia could see all the action quite clearly. He entered the woman from behind. Amelia’s warped little brain tried to measure the size of the man’s dick
. Nine, no, maybe ten inches. Oh my God, how can that woman take such a huge rod like that without it ripping her apart
?

Sweat glistened all over the man from head to toe as he performed without pausing. And then he finally came, butt cheeks clenching, body jerking and hips slamming forwards, sending more and more of his length inside the woman.

Michael took her hand and led her away. “Boggles the mind, doesn’t it?”

Amelia steps were unsteady. “How could she…?” She couldn’t even complete the sentence.

“Some mysteries of life are best left unknown,” he told her. “Come on, let’s get out of here.”

* * * *

Their lovemaking that night could only be termed phenomenal. Amelia was still hot and bothered by what she’d witnessed at the pool side, and she watched Michael like a predatory lioness. The look in her eyes told him that he’d better be prepared for some serious action.

Her nipples were already swollen with desire and her lips looked moist and inviting. Maybe it had not been such a good idea to allow her to watch the black couple making love. A ten-inch cock was a tough act to follow.

She was upon him before he got comfortable on the bed. Amelia hadn’t bothered with applying lube—she just climbed aboard his cock and sat down. Her eyes turned smoky as she moved up and down on him slowly. Michael wasn’t opposed to a woman taking the lead. In fact, he found it a bit sexy the way her breasts bounced up and down in front of his eyes. He palmed the side of one of them and Amelia gasped.

“I need you so bad,” she told him, looking down on him with those chocolate brown eyes.

“I’m here for you, baby,” he replied, staring up at her. Michael lowered his hands to her hips and helped her move. His fingers slid around to her buttocks, which he spread and searched until he found that delightful little tiny hole. He pushed a finger inside, and Amelia gasped again. Her hands went up to her breasts squeezing her nipples.

“Have you ever been taken this way?’ he asked, wiggling the finger around so he could sink it in deeper.

Amelia ground her pelvis into his. “No,” she said as she shuddered with need.

The sight of her completely aroused him and made him delirious. “Would you like to try?”

Amelia licked her lips, rolled off of him and presented her backside to him.

Michael climbed off of the bed and dug a condom and lube out of his bag. “One minute, my sweet,” he told her as he put on the rubber and climbed back on to the bed. He found Amelia fingering herself and looking far from the little girl next door. He positioned himself behind her and rubbed some lube between her butt cheeks. He slid in first one finger and then a second one and moved them around so she could get comfortable with the feeling.

Amelia moaned and tried to suck at the fingers with her entrance.

“Ooh, you’re so ready.”

“Do it, Michael.”

Michael removed his fingers and mounted her backside. He introduced the tip inside of her. Amelia moved around beneath him.

“It burns,” she gasped as the head pushed through. “Do it.”

Michael pushed forwards, burying himself deeper.

Amelia’s knees slipped from under her but he raised her back up, propping a pillow beneath her.

“Oh my God,” Michael uttered as he sank into the tight, dark cavity. Unlike a pussy, the rear passage had very little room to spread. It was so very tight. Michael put both hands on Amelia’s hips and moved her as he rocked his own hips back and forth. He took it slowly, afraid he would rip her. Amelia kept her fingers between her legs, teasing her clitoris while he worked her from behind.

“I’m so hot, Michael,” she said hoarsely.

She sure was—and beautiful and sexy.

Amelia raised her head, shaking her hair out of her eyes.

Michael reached down to help her, tugging on it gently as he made love to her.

“Oh!” The sound came from deep inside of her. Amelia’s body shook as she worked her fingers furiously inside.

Michael eased out slowly and then slammed back inside of her.

Amelia screamed his name, coming beneath him.

Michael kept his cock buried inside her until she finished shaking and then slid out, tossing the soiled condom into the trash can.

Amelia slid down on to her stomach. “That was intense,” she replied breathlessly. She moved over and kissed him. “You were wonderful.”