The Resort Dancers Took Us to the Beach

We had dinner on the hotel terrace while a group of performers put on a show of traditional island dances. Among the dancers I recognized several members of the staff: the waitress who had served us all week and a couple of guys we had seen handling the excursion boats.

They wore tight white trousers that left little to the imagination. The women wore long skirts and short tops of the same color, with their midriffs bare and their breasts perfectly outlined.

The girls couldn’t take their eyes off them. While Tomás looked at all of them equally, I focused on the waitress, who more than once turned her head toward me and smiled openly.

When dinner was over, the space was transformed into a dance floor and the staff began encouraging the guests to get up. The two guys from the boats came over to our table and, very politely, asked permission to take our women out dancing, as if it were needed.

—By me, gladly —Lara replied at once.

Noa looked at Tomás, who shrugged with a smile, and got up too. I turned down one of the dancers’ invitations and Tomás did the same. We stayed seated, watching our women move on the dance floor.

At first it was all pretty innocent. They were shown the steps and practiced them amid laughter. But little by little things started heating up: they rubbed against the men, brushed against them, pressed their breasts to those bare torsos as if it were part of the choreography.

A while later the two of them came back to the table, flushed and short of breath. Discreetly, I slipped a hand under Lara’s dress and stroked her sex over her thong. She was soaking wet.

—How was the dancing? —I asked, feigning innocence.

—You can see for yourself —she laughed—. Aren’t you two going to join in?

—For now I’d rather watch.

—You’re waiting for the waitress, aren’t you? —she shot me a teasing look.

—You know me so well.

Noa, meanwhile, was whispering something in Tomás’s ear, and he was listening with a smile, slowly nodding. Lara got up again.

—I’m going back to the dance floor.

The two of them returned to the center and at once the two guys clung to them. Tomás leaned toward me.

—What did Lara say to you?

—Nothing in so many words. But she’s very wet.

—And you don’t mind?

—No —I replied without looking away—. Why should I mind?

—Noa is too. She asked my permission. And honestly, there’s no need for her to ask.

We watched them. Both men were holding them from behind, rubbing against their asses, and the women were laughing, throwing their heads back. It was so dark that it was hard to make out details, but I would have sworn that the one dancing with Lara had a hand under her dress.

At that moment two dancers came up to our table. One was the waitress; the other, taller and thinner, with curly hair and a huge smile.

—Aren’t you really going to join in? —said the waitress—. I’m Yamila and she’s Daniela.

Daniela took Tomás by the hand, placed a palm on his waist, and led him to the dance floor. Yamila did the same with me, but as she turned she stepped back and pressed her ass against my crotch.

—Oh! Sorry —she said, with not a bit of remorse.

She looked down at my bulge, which was beginning to show in my trousers, and that only widened her smile. Once on the dance floor she tried to teach me some steps. And I say tried because it was impossible, between laughter and hands of my own that kept wandering.

I looked for Tomás and found him pressed very close to Daniela’s ass, and she was laughing and grinding against him. On one side I had Lara dancing with her guy, who had already blatantly confirmed his hands under her skirt. On the other, Noa was rubbing her ass against the second man’s cock.

Yamila looked at them too. Then she turned around, pressed her ass against me again, and took my hands to guide them up to her abdomen, just below her breasts. Casually, I went a little higher and brushed her nipples through the fabric with my thumbs.

Her only response was to press herself against me and move her hips in slow circles.

I already had an erection that was hard to hide. When out of the corner of my eye I saw Lara leaving the dance floor with her guy stuck to her back, heading toward the beach, followed by Noa and the other one, I looked for Tomás. He was still with Daniela, but he kept staring toward where the women had disappeared. He spotted me, smiled, and nodded in that direction. I smiled back and nodded.

***

We let some time pass. Then I noticed Yamila and Daniela looking at each other and pointing toward the beach too. I took Yamila to a darker area of the dance floor and asked what was going on.

—The ones who left with your women are our boyfriends —she said, bluntly—. And it’s not the first time they’ve hooked up with some guest. So we thought we might do the same with you. If you want to, of course.

I didn’t get to answer. I lowered my head and kissed her. She kissed me back and took my cock straight in her hand.

—Shall we go outside? —she murmured, her voice rough.

She took me by the hand and pulled me toward the exit. On the way we passed Tomás and Daniela, who joined us without saying a word. Once on the sand, Yamila turned toward us.

—Come this way. We’re going to show you something.

We went into the trees that bordered the beach and, after a few minutes, started hearing noises. We came out into a small clearing and the scene stopped us dead.

Noa was on her knees in front of one of the guys, whose trousers were lowered to his ankles. She was licking his cock while with her other hand she held his balls. Lara, also on her knees, had pulled her dress down to her waist and was running the other man between her breasts, licking the tip each time it emerged between them.

—See? —Daniela said softly—. Those are our boyfriends. The one with your woman is Bruno; the other is Kevin. So we’re going to do the same with you.

While she spoke, Yamila had already slipped a hand inside my trousers and was stroking me slowly, running her thumb over the head. Daniela hung from Tomás’s neck and started kissing him, lifting the nonexistent skirt to grab his hips and press him against her.

I pulled Yamila’s top down to free her breasts. They were generous, just the right size to fill my hand, with large hard nipples pointing upward. I lowered my head, caught one between my lips, and slowly ran my tongue over it.

They were firm, but I could feel them hardening even more in my mouth. I slid my other hand under her skirt until I reached her sex. She was completely shaved and so wet that I slid a finger in without the least resistance, drawing a moan from her. I found her clit with my thumb and started rubbing it in soft circles.

She was so worked up that within seconds I felt the first spasms. She came all over my hand, and she was anything but quiet. When I looked up, Bruno and Kevin had gone still, watching us.

The girls gave them no respite and demanded their attention again. Lara lay back on the sand, pulled up her dress, and Bruno knelt between her legs to bury his face in them. Daniela, kneeling in front of Tomás, took him all the way into her mouth while he rested a hand on her head.

I finished stripping Yamila, who bent down, freed me from my trousers, and started licking the tip before swallowing me whole. She ran a hand between my legs and massaged my balls without stopping sucking.

Tomás already had Daniela turned against a tree. He lifted one leg and fucked her from behind while she kept rubbing her clit, moaning nonstop. In the clearing nothing could be heard except our sighs, the groans, and the scrape of the sand.

When I looked again, Bruno was moving hard on Lara, as if trying to pin her into the sand, and she answered with ever louder moans. Noa was riding Kevin, who held her breasts and shoved her hips upward to get deeper.

I made Yamila stand up and guided her to where Lara and Bruno were. I lay her down beside them and straddled her head. At first she startled at having her boyfriend so close, but she quickly grabbed me and started sucking. I leaned over her and returned the favor with my tongue.

She had full lips. I lingered there before seeking her clit with the tip of my tongue. I felt hands sliding between us: they were Lara’s, who, without stopping her movement under Bruno, had found one of Yamila’s breasts and was pinching the nipple.

Yamila came again, rubbing her sex hard against my face. It was her second orgasm in just a few minutes, and she lay still for a while, catching her breath.

***

I got up and went over to Noa, who was still riding Kevin. Without Yamila taking her eyes off me, I brought my cock to her mouth. Noa took it at once and started licking it, until Yamila crawled over to us and began competing with her for it.

I positioned myself behind Yamila and aimed my cock at her entrance. As soon as I only just rested the tip there, she pushed her hips back and impaled herself in one smooth motion. I started pumping, gripping her firmly by the waist. Noa lifted her face and kissed her on the lips, and Yamila, after a brief hesitation, kissed her back.

Tomás came over with Daniela. He put her on all fours in front of Noa and Kevin and started fucking her hard. Before long Lara and Bruno joined in, in the same position. We ended up forming a kind of cross, with the four women gathered head to head, kissing each other.

I was the first to come. I made my way between Yamila and Lara to place my cock between their mouths, which fought to receive the load. I finished in Yamila’s mouth, though Lara was running her tongue along my shaft. I moved away from the group and just watched, catching my breath.

Behind me I heard a noise. When I turned, I made out a silhouette in the gloom, someone watching us without coming closer. I didn’t even pretend to get up.

The next to finish was Kevin, who split his load between Noa’s and Daniela’s mouths. Then Bruno knelt in front of the three women and came with his hand over their faces. The one who lasted longest was Tomás, who kept riding Daniela as if the night would never end.

I went over and offered my cock to Daniela, who took it gladly. Kevin signaled Tomás to lie down and placed Daniela on top. Then he got behind her and, carefully, entered from the other side. Daniela didn’t complain; on the contrary, she let out a long, grateful moan.

We all ended up on the sand, exhausted, until we went to cool off in the water. When we came back to the clearing, Yamila kissed me while holding my cock and Lara did the same with Bruno.

—That was very, very good —said Yamila—. There are still days left. Let’s do it again whenever you want.

—No problem by me —Lara replied—. Besides, I think Noa wants her share too.

Noa was saying goodbye to Kevin and Daniela amid laughter.

—All four of us are massage therapists —Yamila added, winking at us—. If you come by the spa, we’ll see each other. And we also do cottage service. Just saying.

They left together and left us there, pulling ourselves back together and getting dressed before heading out to the beach toward the cottages. On the way we ran into a couple from the diving excursion. They stared at us, and remembering the silhouette in the clearing, I suspected they had been the ones watching us.

When we got to the first cottage, we collapsed onto the sofas, too drained for anything.

—How was your first interracial? —Lara asked Noa.

—Amazing —she answered, still breathing hard—. With how long it was, it hit the back.

—Fuck —Tomás blurted out—. Twenty-four hours ago I couldn’t have imagined hearing my wife talk like that.

—We’ll leave that other one for another day —Tomás said—. Something tells me this is going to happen again.

—Well, Daniela is a machine —he added—. And that round ass... Jesus.

—And then all four of us finishing on top of her —Noa jumped in—. That really did it for me. I have to try it. We got here having done nothing and we’re going to leave having tried everything!

Lara and I watched them laughing. We were dead sleepy, so Tomás and Noa went to their cottage and we got ready to get into bed.

***

Once in bed, Lara curled up against me and slid a hand toward my crotch.

—Still in the mood? —I asked—. Wasn’t that enough?

—You know there’s always one more for you —she murmured, and bent down to take me in her mouth.

She was in a hurry. As soon as she felt me hard, she sat on top of me and started riding me, her breasts swaying over my face. I held them, pinching her nipples while she moaned. Then I made her lie down, put her legs over my shoulders, and started entering her slowly from behind until I had her all the way. I pumped without her stopping her moans, until we both came at the same time. We stayed wrapped around each other on the sheets and fell asleep without realizing it.

We were awakened by knocks at the door. Lara got up to open it and I recognized Yamila’s voice. I didn’t bother covering myself when she came in.

—Good morning —she greeted us with a smile—. I’m bringing the towels.

Lara, who had covered herself with one as she opened the door, handed it to her and stood naked in front of her. Yamila looked us both over.

—Too bad I don’t have time —she said, and came closer to the bed to stroke me. My cock jolted in her hand—. Yesterday was great. Our guys enjoyed it too. Though they’d done it before, we never had with hotel people.

Her hand was still on me, and I was already hard as a rock. Lara came closer.

—Are you sure you don’t have time? —she asked, and took one breast while with her other hand she joined in the movement.

Yamila looked at me for a second, dropped her gaze, and without wasting any more time bent down to wrap her lips around me. Lara positioned herself behind her, pulled down her pants and underwear, and started licking her from behind. I took the opportunity to remove her blouse and bra.

While I stroked her breasts, she kept sucking me, moaning louder and louder because Lara had already slid two fingers inside her. After a while she pulled away and got on all fours on the bed.

—Put it in already —she begged—. Please.

I moved in behind her and fucked her. She was so wet that I slid in at once. Lara sat in front with her legs open and, while I pumped, Yamila devoted herself to licking her until she made her moan. I started running one finger around Yamila’s back entrance, lubricating it with her own juices, and little by little I worked it in.

When Lara finished, she stood up, came to my side, and started wetting that area herself with her tongue. As soon as she had prepared it well, Yamila took me and guided me to the entrance.

—Slowly, please.

I pushed little by little until the head went in, and stopped. Lara kissed her and stroked her breasts while I made small thrusts. When I finally had her all the way inside, I grabbed her hips and set a rhythm that became firmer and firmer.

—That feels so good —she moaned—. Keep going.

Lara found her clit with her fingers and made her come again. She lifted her dripping hand and offered it to Yamila, who licked it as if it were something else.

—Don’t pull out —Yamila begged me, her voice breaking—. Finish inside.

I couldn’t hold on any longer. Amid spasms and groans I came inside her. When I pulled away, she stood up smiling and went off to wash up before getting dressed.

—So much energy for people who’ve only just woken up —she said— and after last night.

—It’s because you’ve got a body that invites it —Lara replied.

Yamila laughed, kissed each of us, and left. We were showering when Tomás and Noa arrived.

—Oh, oh! —Noa sniffed—. This place smells like sex. You woke up horny, huh? You could’ve warned us; this husband of mine gets up lazy.

Lara told her about the wake-up we’d had and Noa burst out laughing.

—That’s why I came bringing the towels so happily. See, Tomás? I’m sleeping here tonight, because they’re more fun than you.

Tomás slapped her ass and grabbed one breast.

—If I were woken up like that, I’d do it too. And not with a horn blaring like you do.

—Fine, I accept it —she surrendered, laughing—. Tomorrow I’ll wake you up gently.

We went off to breakfast still laughing. After that, they decided the day would be for relaxing and massages, and they took care of booking time in the cottages. But what happened that afternoon is impossible to sum up in just a few lines, so I’d rather leave it for another time. I’ll only say that it was very, very intense.