It had been days since our massage, but the glow had not faded. Each day on vacation had been a perfect balance of relaxation and expanding our erotic boundaries.

Our days were mostly spent in the same manner. After we woke up, we would grab a light breakfast, and then a mimosa from the bar. We would then head to our pool bed, shed our clothes and lie naked under the hot morning sun. You would read your book, and I would watch the people go by. It doesn’t take long for us to get hot enough to dip into the pool. I follow you to the stairs, so that I can watch you walk slowly into the pool. Just the idea of being naked in public sends a tingle of energy to my groin, and watching you do the same starts to get me excited. We dip into the pool. As I watch you slowly float to the top, I can’t help but walk over and grab you. I hold you tight against my body, so that I can feel your breast against my chest, and my member grow slowly between your legs. As we get out, I’m aware that I’m now swinging as I walk… I smile at the other guests as we walk by, allowing my dick to swing while knowing that they are looking at us.

As the day neared the end, the warm glow of the Mexican sun was fading, replaced by the soft, flickering torches lining the walkways of the resort. An after dinner trip to the spa had become our routine. something about the soft lights and swirling mist offering intimacy and heat. After a quick chnage in the coed changeroom, we head to the steam room. You stepped inside first, your robe slipping to the ground, leaving you bare and radiant under the dim, hazy light. I followed, my eyes trailing appreciatively over you.

We sat close on the smooth bench, the humidity wrapping around them like a second skin. The heat brought beads of sweat to their bodies, making your skin glisten.

As the steam starts to fill the air, and it’s harder to see, but you are sitting right beside me. You sense my excitement, and instinctively reach over and start to gently stroke me. Whether it’s the idea of being caught, or just how good it feels, my cock begins to throb. You notice that I start to squirm.

I traced my fingertips along your thigh. Your head tilted back, your lips parting with a sigh as my mouth found the curve of your neck. The steam enveloped them, heightening every sensation. The world outside disappeared as I lifted you onto my lap, facing outwards so that my hands could exploryour soft curves. Your turn your head and we kiss deeply, which only gets deeper with each passing moment. Your hips began to move instinctively, a rhythm is building, the sound of breathing mingling with the gentle hiss of the steam.

We were so caught up in each other that we didn’t hear the door open at first. A soft gasp broke the spell, and you turned to see a couple standing in the doorway, watching us.

The newcomers—an attractive couple around our age—paused, their expressions a mixture of surprise and intrigue. The woman, with her long dark hair and confident smile, stepped forward first, her eyes locking with yours.“We didn’t mean to interrupt,” she said, her voice low and sultry. “But… don’t stop on our account.”. I looked to you, a silent question in my eyes. Emboldened by the sensual atmosphere and your own desire, you gave a small nod, your lips curving into a smile. The other couple stepped closer, the man taking the woman’s hand as they discarded their robes. The air grew even heavier with anticipation as they joined us on the bench, their bodies close but not touching—yet.

In a smooth motion, you turn around towards me, as your hips begin to rock again. Although we were aware there were others with us, we stared into each others eyes moving together in a fluid motion. My hands holding your waist, pushing and pulling you, between visits to your breasts. My breathing is rapid now, as my heart is racing…you feel me throbing and pulsing inside of you.

We could tell from the corner of our eyes, that the other couple was enjoying the show. The steam seemed to dissolve all barriers, and soon could make out that his hands are wandering all over her body, and we can see through the steam that her hand has fallen into his lap.

I am can’t help myself, and move to suck on your left nipple. You were quiet at the beginning, but your impulses have now betrayed you, and you begin to moan slightly. I move my head to allow you to slip your hands between your legs, so close I can feel them as I slip in and out of you. You forget where you are, with your eyes closed, let yourself go to the steam, the heat and touch between us. I moan out in ecstasy, the voices of our pleasure harmonizing like a chorus of passion.

The other couple are now entangled in their own puzzle of heat and love. The steam still provides a false sense of cover, but we can now see the man is hard. He is large, and as she kisses him, she looks at his cock with eyes of desire and lust. Her lips and tongue exploring him as if it were the first time, and she can’t believe how lucky she is to get to enjoy him. They both steal glances at us, and us them, as we continue….together but separate.

This symphony of pleasure continues until neither of us can take it anymore and we simotaniously burst into a crescendo, both collapsing as we give our final thrusts

We lay together motionless, holding each other….while watching the other two lovers complete their journey together. Then silence. with nothing left, but that wonderful body buzz, we stand up, and you say to the other couple “It was lovely to meet you”.

When we finally emerged from the steam room, the stars above seemed to burn brighter, as if reflecting the intensity of what we had shared.