Chapter 1

I laid out my towel and stretched out on the sun lounger, picking up my book. I could finally relax after the stress of the previous few months. At last I was on holiday, on my own, and looking out to sea from my own personal chalet. It had a living area downstairs and a bedroom upstairs and its own private veranda overlooking the beach. I couldn’t be happier.

This was my first ever holiday alone. After years of a dead bedroom marriage, the kids had finally left home and the inevitable breakup had happened. We were still friends, we’d always been friends, but not lovers for a long time. To heal, I had booked a two week holiday on a Greek island.

The couple in the chalet next to mine were heading down to the sea for a swim. They were a beautiful couple, a little younger than me, in their thirties. I couldn’t help watching the man, he was wearing tiny, red swim shorts which showed off his perfect ass. He was quite muscular, he clearly worked out and was covered in tattoos. So different from my ex-husband, and I couldn’t help feeling a tiny stirring watching his body.

Wading into the sea to their waists, the man put his arm around his wife and gave her a deep, passionate kiss. My husband had never kissed me like that, let alone in public. She wrapped her arms around him and pressed her large breasts against him. She was wearing a small, white bikini and had an athletic build but with unusually big natural boobs. I realised her body was turning me on as much as his.

Anyway, I felt bad staring at them like this. I picked up my book and started reading. It was an erotic novel, and I was soon feeling even more aroused. Looking up, I saw the couple were heading back up the beach to their chalet. They saw me and both gave a friendly wave.

I waved back, and my eyes flicked to the guy’s swim shorts - my god, was that bulge all him? I quickly looked away, the novel I had been reading had obviously done something to me! The woman’s breasts were also even bigger than I had realised, jiggling about as she made her way over the hot sand.

They headed into their chalet and I went back to my book. It was a particularly explicit part and I was soon feeling very hot, especially between my legs. Soon, however, I became aware of a rhythmic banging coming from their bedroom window, which overlooked my private veranda. The window was open, apart from the mosquito netting. I felt a hot flush rush through my whole body, already on edge from the novel. Were they fucking?

Soon, the banging started to become accompanied by a woman’s moan, once for every bang. And then, to remove any doubt, she started vocalising, “Oh my god, fuck me, harder, fuck me with your big cock.” From her accent, I could tell she was an American.

I couldn’t concentrate on my book, although I was still staring at it. I’m pretty sure I was soaking wet now in my bikini. I squeezed my legs together, fuck I was so horny, I was practically panting with desire.

I kept glancing up at the window. I couldn’t see anything, but I could sure hear it. He was giving it to her hard now and I could hear the slap of skin on skin. I imagined him fucking her from behind, her huge breasts swinging like crazy. “I’m going to come, I’m going to come,” she was shouting now. Oh my god, my pussy was physically aching.

I looked around, there were a few people down on the beach, but they were far away and no-one could see me in my private garden. I surreptitiously brushed against my nipples over my bikini top. They were hard with arousal, and touching them sent bolts of pleasure through me.

But it was my cunt that was aching with desire. I looked around again to make sure no-one could see me. I placed the book over my crotch just in case, and slipped my fingers into my bikini bottoms. I touched my clit and my whole body resonated with pleasure. It was so swollen and sensitive, I closed my eyes and rubbed it harder.

The woman next door achieved her orgasm and was letting out a long, loud moan. This didn’t stop the guy though, I could hear he was still pounding her. I could feel my own climax building inside my core, I was really panting now, my breath coming hard and fast.

A delightful tingling started spreading out from my clit, and suddenly a rush of heat and pleasure radiated out, consuming my whole body. Did I cry out? I’m not sure, I think I did. The waves of pleasure rushed through my body and I squirmed on the sun lounger.

Suddenly, the feelings dissipated, and I looked around guiltily. I thought I had gotten away with it, but I couldn’t believe I had just done that. It was so out of character for me, I hardly ever masturbated at home. Checking my bikini, the light blue fabric had a dark, wet patch around the crotch where I was leaking into it. I hastily headed inside and decided I’d best have a cold shower. The couple next door were still noisily going at it as I left.

***

That evening, I put on a cute summer dress and went out to eat at one of the resort restaurants. I didn’t have any problem eating alone, and I took my book with me for company.

It was still early and the restaurant was quiet. The waiter was a handsome black man, smartly dressed. I couldn’t help noticing that his trousers were very tight, and I found myself once again looking at his bulge, which also seemed to be exceptionally generous.

I didn’t know what was wrong with me. Was it finally being single again after so many years? Or was it just the book I was reading? I tried to get a grip on myself. The next time he came over I managed not to look at his crotch, although it was very difficult. Was it my imagination, or was he flirting with me? When he walked away I let myself down by glancing at his firm ass.

After my meal, the waiter brought the ticket for me to sign to charge it to my room. When I handed it back, he exchanged it for a receipt. I was feeling like an early night as I was still tired from the flight.

I walked back along the beach and glanced at the receipt. He had written his name, Rafael, and a phone number on it. Oh my god, no-one had hit on me in the last twenty years. I suddenly felt attractive for the first time in decades. I didn’t think I was going to act on it, but it was a nice feeling to be desired. I headed back to sleep.

***

I’d been asleep for an hour or so, when I was woken by the sound of voices. It was just before midnight. I looked out my window and saw the couple next door returning from their evening out. They were arm in arm and smartly dressed now. The man was in a shirt and trousers and the woman was in a short summer dress showing lots of cleavage.

As they walked up onto their veranda, behind them I saw they were accompanied by another couple. They unlocked their door and the four of them disappeared from view.

I couldn’t get back to sleep, I was feeling too horny thinking about everything. It was warm, and I was naked under the thin sheet, except for some little panties. I slipped my fingers into them and quickly got myself off. It didn’t seem to help though, I was still crazily horny. I decided to get some fresh air, so I pulled on an oversize t-shirt and headed downstairs. I had ample breasts myself, and without a bra they bounced and swayed as I headed down the stairs. Even that feeling of the fabric rubbing on my nipples was driving me wild.

I went out onto my private patio and listened to the sounds of the waves on the beach below. Was I also hoping to hear something else? If I was, I wouldn't be disappointed. From the next door bedroom window, I could hear the soft sounds of voices and laughter. Were both couples up in the bedroom?

I sat on the sun lounger. My whole body was still tight with tension and desire. There was a dirty laugh from the window. My mind was running wild with the possibilities and I found my hand was groping my large, soft breast through my t-shirt, pulling my nipple and making it hard.

“Suck his big cock,” I heard a woman say, carried across the night in the light breeze. There was no doubt now, all four of them were in the bedroom together and they were going to have sex. Soon the giggling turned to moaning and the slap of flesh on flesh. My heart was racing and my breathing fast as I continued to pleasure my nipple. Checking there was no-one around on the moonlit beach, I slipped my other hand into my panties again.

My cunt was soaking wet. I slid my fingers inside and imagined it was one of the men’s cocks penetrating me. Both women were making a lot of noise now, moaning and crying out with ecstasy. I fingered myself quicker, my palm rubbing against my clit as my fingers explored my aching cunt. I started shaking as a climax washed over me.

I massaged my clit, feeling how swollen and sensitive it was. One of the women next door was reaching a loud climax, the other one was encouraging whoever was fucking her, “Yes, fuck her harder,” I heard her say.

“Oh god!” she moaned, dragging out the last syllable as she came loudly. There was a moment of quiet, and then the slapping and moaning started up again, presumably in a different combination. I made myself come again, another intense shaking orgasm, but it still wasn’t the relief I was hoping for, no amount of orgasms would satisfy me tonight, not in such a sexually charged atmosphere. I realised that I needed to be fucked, by a man, hard and rough.

Eventually, discretion got the better of me and I went back to bed, but the couples next door were still going at it. I fell into a fitful sleep.

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To be continued...

This is part 1 of my new story. You can find more erotica for free on my Substack and on Amazon.