Silver Pt. 13

Marlene pulled me in close to her and whispered in my ear, "Handsome, you're actually overdressed."

"Nooo," I replied in astonishment.

"Oh yeah," she responded with a giggle, "I'll tell you more when we get situated..."

Marlene staked out a plot of sand, and soon we were spreading out our blanket and towels before falling down onto them.

"Wow, wow," Marlene whispered loud enough for me to hear; "Holy crap, look at that..."

"What?"

"Michael, Jesus, oh my goodness; you should see some of the things people are wearing, or even better, aren't wearing," she gasped.

She continued to describe some of the more interesting sights to me as she lathered my back with sun tan lotion. I finished myself off, doing my arms and legs before handing the bottle to Marlene. She lathered her arms and legs, asking if I could do her back for her when she finished. I gladly accepted, receiving a sensuous groan as my hands rubbed the creamy lotion over her skin. I took extra time concentrating on her ass, making sure every skin cell of her tender butt was safe from the UV rays of the sun.

"Um, I think you got all of me," Marlene giggled as I mindlessly stroked the crack of her ass.

I laughed as I apologized, explaining to her that my mind had wondered off.

"Thinking about anything in particular while you were running your hand along my ass?"

"Um, just how beautiful you are," I recovered with a grin.

"Oh my god, I can't believe you pulled that one out of your butt," she laughed.

"I'll pull something out of your butt," I retorted, leaving Marlene speechless with the exception of a long, guttural groan.

We spent the remainder of the day, lounging in the sun, taking long, lazy walks along the water's edge, and spending time tangled together in chest deep water. It was one day which I could actually say, I didn't have a care in the world.

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We chose to remain in our room that evening after finishing our post dinner coffee. The sun and sea had worn the both of us out, and we were in no condition to do any dancing that night. I mentioned once again how incredibly sexy she was in her so called bathing suit, and having no clue as to it's proper name, I used the only word I could muster in that instant.

"Why are you blushing, Michael?" she seductively asked.

I could hear the mischief in her voice, and in my mind, see the likely impish smile on her face. She loved teasing me and egging me on.

"I don't know," I muttered, "I just didn't know what to call that thing."

"Well, I guess bathing suit might not be a correct description for the average person at the beach, but it was listed under string bikini when I picked it out. That aside, thank you for your compliment; you always tell me I'm sexy and beautiful."

"Don't you like to hear me say that? Are you getting tired of it?" I asked with a hint of concern.

"Oh my God, no, Handsome; I'll never tire of hearing you say that to me. It's just... well, I never felt beautiful or sexy before I met you, and..."

"And what?"

"I still have problems believing it and am waiting for the day when I don't hear it any longer."

"Well, let me tell you this, Ms. I Don't Believe It; I will be telling you that for as long as I am breathing, so if I were you, I wouldn't waste your time waiting around for that day, 'cause it ain't gonna come," I retorted in a firm voice, but holding a comforting grin on my face.

"Ready to get out of here?" she asked while squeezing my cheek.

We held hands as we left the restaurant, smiling and giving quick pecks on each others lips as we made our way from the restaurant to our room.

We slowly stripped each other as we made our way to the bed. Marlene's beautiful breasts swung free after I unclasped the hooks and let her bra fall to the floor. I held her from behind, pressing my warm chest against her exposed back. Cupping her tits, I held them high and squeezed them together. Marlene reached her arms back, grasping the back of my head and brought it down to her neck. Needing no further encouragement, I gently kissed and suckled the delicate skin of her neck and shoulder while caressing her nipples between my fingers.

"You are so beautiful," I whispered in her ear as I continued playing with her breasts, "I can't even begin to tell you how much I love you, Marlene; I just love you to death."

Marlene groaned at my words, cupped my hands in hers, and mashed them harder into her tits.

"Squeeze them harder, Michael; make me come, please, I love you; please make me come."

Her ass was grinding back against the hard cock which had grown in my pants. Her breathing was intensifying and small whimpers grew in volume as her head collapsed back onto my shoulder.

"God, yes, please Michael, yes, don't stop..."

Marlene shook against me as an orgasm swiftly traversed through her body. Her knees buckled beneath her and her head fell forward. Holding Marlene's sweating breasts in my hands, I steadied her until she could recover and regain her strength to stand on her own.

"Oh Michael, I love you so much," she gasped while turning to face me, "You make me feel so incredible every time we are together. It never feels the same, and I don't quite know how you do it, but I hope it never ends."

I just smiled at her, leaving a soft kiss on her lips until her breathing calmed. I was guided backwards onto the bed, stripped the rest of the way, and asked to rest there for a few minutes. I could hear a drawer open and close, maybe a quick spray of perfume, and possibly the cap of lipstick being removed and replaced. The mattress dipped as Marlene crawled over to me and straddled my body. She pinned my hands over my head and lathered my lips in a long, passionate kiss. I was correct in my guess about the perfume and lipstick as her full lips slid effortlessly over mine. She knew how I loved lipstick, and had no problem wearing it for me. I struggled beneath her as she held firm onto my wrists, loudly moaning as our kiss intensified. The satin robe she was now wearing opened onto my chest; she had worn it so many times before and I knew the feeling of it and how the silky material on her skin truely excited her. Marlene began grinding against my hardness as she broke our kiss.

"My tits are waiting for you, Michael... They're swinging over you and are waiting to feel your mouth take them in. Oh God, you feel so good... So good, yes, sooo gooood," she gasped while quickening the pace of her grinding motion against my cock.

Her body suddenly tensed, and a long cry escaped from her mouth as another intense orgasm ravished her. Collapsing on top of me, she cried tears of love onto my chest, her body shaking uncontrollably from her orgasm and sobs.

"Michael, I love you so much... I just can't seem to be able to express how much though; words and actions just won't do; it almost hurts," she cried.

Marlene's hands were now running through my hair as she buried her face into my chest. My hands reached down to her back, lightly tracing my fingers over the silky fabric of her robe. Her back was arched, and her beautiful ass was slightly raised as she held her legs folded beneath her. I loved to fuss over Marlene's body and give her the love that I knew she so much deserved, and this evening would be no different.

"Are you OK?" I softly asked.

Marlene shook her face against my chest and sniffled a few times before she began to speak, "Michael?"

"Yes, Beautiful?"

"How is it possible not to be able to truely convey my love for you?"

"I don't know, sweetheart, maybe there are words which haven't been made up yet for that particular feeling," I whispered as I continued to wisp my fingers down the slope of her slender back, "But, just to put your mind at ease, I haven't come up with the word or phrase yet either, so we're on the same plane."

"Do you know I'm the luckiest woman on the face of the earth to have you?" she meekly asked.

"Yes," I answered, knowing she was expecting something more humble to come from my mouth.

I tried my best to hold back my grin, but I could feel my chest expand as my lips widened.

"I can feel you grinning, Buddy Boy," she giggled while raising her face to look up at me.

I tickled her sides, forcing her to roll from me onto the bed where I continued my assault.

"Michael, stop, please, stoooop," she pleaded.

Marlene rolled onto her stomach, twisting into her robe and holding her arms underneath her body in a defensive position. Rolling to my side, I placed my hand on her back and began a steady, gentle rub until I felt her melt into the mattress. She released a long breath as my hand massaged her back and butt. She groaned as my touch ran over the curve of her ass, causing a quick shiver under my touch. Her wonderful hiny was covered by the silk material of her robe and my hand glided effortlessly over the fabric.

"Michael?" she breathed.

"What, Beautiful?"

"Can you do what you were doing to me on the beach today?" she shyly asked.

Without answering her, I tugged at her robe and folded it up onto her back. Using the tips of my fingers, I circled the soft skin of her ass, slowly working my way to the soft crease which awaited me. Marlene moaned at each touch, her breath becoming more erratic as I hesitated on her tailbone before proceeding down her ass, barely touching the delicate skin of the valley which separated her cheeks. Marlene gasped a short breath, wiggling under me as she widened her legs to give me further access. I continued stroking her ass, sliding deeper with each pass.

"Oh Michael, please, yes, touch me there," she pleaded.

When my finger reached her tight hole, she exploded in an orgasm, pressing up against my finger, surprising me with her excitement. My finger pressed against her entrance, feeling it's tightness as it resisted my touch.

"Michael, yes, put it in me," she pleaded, "Here, use this," she continued as I felt her reach back to hand me something.

"Hmm, looks like somebody had something pre planned," I said in surprise.

"It's time, I want to feel you inside me," she replied in an increasingly breathless voice.

"Beautiful, it's too tight; I'm afraid I'll hurt you," I replied with great concern in my voice.

"Michael, please, I want this; I can do it, and I want this for the both of us," she answered.

I added pressure to my finger, wordlessly letting her know I would do, or at least try to do what she was asking of me. Marlene groaned out loud, raising her hips from the mattress to match my pressure. I slowly withdrew my finger which was instantly followed by protests. Silently giving reassurance and comfort, I placed a gentle hand on her ass cheek and patted it lightly before removing it, spread a generous amount of lube on my finger, and returned it to her tight opening. Squirming at my touch, Marlene pushed back against my finger until it eventually opened and slowly accepted me inside.

"Oh Michael, yes, it feels so good," she whimpered.

I eased my finger back, and slowly pressed it back in, repeating my action again and again until the tightness had somewhat subsided.

"Fuck me, Michael," she begged as she worked her ass against my invading finger.

"Honey, are you sure?" I questioned.

"Oh my god, yes, please, Michael, I want to feel you inside of me."

I withdrew my finger, and held my hand in front of me to receive the lube I would use to cover my cock. Marlene raised quickly to her knees, turned, gently took the tube of lube from my hand, and proceeded to generously apply it to my straining shaft. I stiffened at the feeling of her hand gliding over my cock, holding my breath before hearing her tell me it was alright to breathe again. She kissed me, giggling at my apprehension, telling me she would be fine, but to go easy until she adjusted to me.

"Right there," she groaned as the head of my cock hit her tight opening.

I appreciated her verbal guidance, and took a deep breath before pressing forward. The resistance was unbelievable as I gently pressed against her. I held my cock in my hand, fearing it would bend in half as Marlene gasped as she forced herself against my slippery head. Marlene let out a sharp intake of air as I suddenly slipped inside.

"Oh shit, are you alright?" I asked, feeling the tightness envelop me.

"Yes, just hold it there until I get used to your size," she moaned.

I was like a statue. I didn't move, breathe, or say a word until Marlene began pushing back against me. She took me further until her cheeks met my hand before easing forward to let me slide out a bit. She told me I could remove my hand before easing my cock deeper into her. We began a slow, gentle thrust, my cock sinking deeper into Marlene's ass each time.

"Michael, you feel so good, Sweetheart; go a little faster, yes, that's it, a little faster," she begged as she forced herself back against me.

I held Marlene's hips, caressing her soft curves as we thrust against each other. I could feel I wasn't going to last but a few more minutes before coming, and let her know of my impending climax. She told me she wanted to feel me come inside of her to which I was happy to hear, since I had no idea where the appropriate place should be.

"Michael, I can feel your balls slapping against me," she whimpered as her hand grabbed them and rubbed them against her pussy.

There was no holding back, and with a loud groan, I released myself into her ass. Marlene frantically thrust against me as my cum continued to fill her. She pressed one last time against me, her ass cheeks flattening against my pelvis and climaxed, falling forward onto the bed gasping for air and leaving me kneeling on the bed as my cock waved aimlessly after popping out of her.

"Oh Michael, oh Michael, Jesus, oh Michael, you are amazing, you, that was absolutely amazing," she breathlessly gasped.

"I was amazing?" I thought to myself as I continued kneeling on the bed, "I wonder what she would think of herself if she were in my position." I reached down and rubbed the back of her thighs as she laid there, attempting to regain her breath.

"You are absolutely unbelievable," I whispered as I continued massaging her soft thighs.

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Returning with a warm washcloth after cleaning myself, I gently cleaned the lube from my beautiful Marlene's hiny before bringing it back to the bathroom, washing it with soap and water, and draping it over the bath tub. I crawled onto the bed, guided by the waiting reach of Marlene's caring hands and collapsed into her. We kissed and lovingly pet each other, discussing how we felt after our new experience. We heartily agreed we would be experiencing it again before we returned home, and there ever after.

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The rest of our vacation was spent visiting various beaches, a jet ski ride with me holding onto Marlene for dear life, and dancing the night away at one of the few clubs on the island. We only had one run in with a man who may or may not have had a bit too much to drink. Marlene stood behind me, draped in a gorgeous teal dress, as I pressed my finger into his chest, calmly explaining what the word "no" meant when a woman said it to him. He snorted distastefully at my words and put his hand on my shoulder in an attempt to push me aside to further pursue Marlene, so I simply grabbed his balls through his pants and reiterated my statement, squeezing them harder with each stern word. People rushed to his rescue, some of them pitching a hissie fit at my audacity to place my hand on some third rate TV Producer. I calmly explained that I really didn't give a rat's ass who he was or what he did for a living, and when a woman says no, especially my woman, it means leave her the fuck alone. I also calmly explained if he had the nerve to come back to bother us, they would be carrying him out of the place while he held onto his balls. Marlene now had me by the waist, gently pulling me away from the groupies without uttering a word.

Laughing hysterically as she guided me to my chair, Marlene explained the horror on the man's face after I took his crotch in my hand. We laughed and danced the rest of the night away, refusing to have our fun evening ruined by a person who apparently thought he could proclaim any woman in the club as his personal property, and the brown nosed idiots who accompanied him with their noses up his ass.

"My hero strikes again," Marlene giggled as she wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me deeply as we graced the dance floor.

"Yeah, one of these days, your one hundred and thirty-five pound hero is going to get his ass beat," I laughed, grabbing her waist and lifting her from the floor into my arms.

Marlene threw her head back, laughing in surprise as I spun her around. We ended our night walking arm in arm along the quaint sidewalks to our hotel, still laughing as we fell into each other on the bed and making love for the last time on the beautiful island of St. Barts.

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It had been an amazing vacation, but we both agreed it was an even better feeling being home again. Misty raced wildly around the room as we entered Marlene's mom's house. She disappeared down the hallway, listening to the sound of her solid body thump against the wall as I pictured her sliding on the carpet in a failing effort to stop. The thunderous roar of her paws grew louder as she circled the corner and aimed for me and Marlene as we stood and laughed.

"Misty, no!" Marlene gasped as Misty rapidly approached.

I had heard Marlene's alarmed tone, and knew my dog's mannerisms all too well. I dropped my arms to my shins and intercepted the overly excited black Lab before she destroyed my knees. Misty floundered on the floor as I praised her and asked her if she had been a good girl for her grand mom. She rolled to her back, spreading her legs wide, waiting for the belly rub she knew would follow.

"I'll take that as a yes," I laughed, leaning down to rub the soft furry belly which awaited me.

Marlene dropped to the floor, joining in on the doggy massage. Misty twisted and turned, snuggling into Marlene on the floor as Marlene laughed and praised her actions.

"As I have said many times before, that dog is nothing but a traitor. Man's best friend my ass," I laughed as I gingerly rose from my kneeling position.

Mrs. Cassidy remained on the sofa, laughing hysterically at the antics which were taking place in front of her.

"Hi, Mom," I said as I felt my way over to her and gave her a kiss on her forehead, "How was Marlene's dog?"

"Hi, Michael, she was wonderful; we had such a good time, and she was such a good girl. How was your vacation?"

We sat at the kitchen table after Misty had calmed down, and enjoyed a cup of coffee, speaking to Mrs. Cassidy about our vacation. Marlene was more animated than I had ever heard as she described the beauty of the island, and all it had to offer.

"Oh, Mom, the women just loved Michael's legs," she laughed.

"Hey, hey, I just walked along side of you," I laughed, "I didn't even try to flex my muscles!"

"Oh yeah, right!" Marlene giggled in her girlish voice, "They whistled and threw various comments his way, Mom!"

"Did you ever think it was my butt they were whistling at?" I asked.

"That little thing? Hardly," Marlene answered in a growing laugh.

"Well then, maybe it was the front of me they were commenting about!"

"Michael!" Marlene exclaimed in a shocked, louder laugh, "Mom is right here!"

Mrs. Cassidy continued her laughs, slapping her hand on the table. "You two are the funniest pair I have ever seen; you should listen to yourselves one day!"

Our bantering went back and forth for the better part of the next half hour as we sat together and appreciated each other's humor. Until our stomachs couldn't stand anymore pain from our laughs, did we finally call it a day and pack up Misty's belongings and returned home.