Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Natasha's Wild Side After her birthday, just as I had expected, we became closer than we had ever been before. It was like that night was the turning point for both of us. We had both decided that night; we were made for each other. We fit each other perfectly in mind, body, and soul. She was the exhibitionist; I was always more private. She got frustrated easily; I was very good at keeping my cool. She like to be seen; I loved to watch her. I loved to cook; she wasn't totally against doing the dishes. We agreed on the various topics of life. If we wanted kids, political affiliation, general rules for living, and moral issues were all things that we agreed upon. Which in a relationship are a must. We really had a good thing going; our lives progressed peacefully as time went by. About a year after her birthday, I asked her to marry me. That's one of those days that we both will remember forever. It was a cool fall night, and we just had dinner at my parents home on the lake. After dinner, I asked her to take a walk with me. As we approached the lake, you could see the candles shimmering in the baskets as they floated across the surface of the lake. There were hundreds of them. It must have taken our friends hours to light them. One of my buddies later confessed that they were on the edge of the woods exiting as we arrived. We walked down to the lake side, and as I requested they had left a blanket. We laid down and gazed up at the stars. The night was crystal clear. Because of the time of year, the temperature had dropped about 10 degrees at sundown. It was starting to get chilly. I laid my coat over us. It was then that she felt the ring box in my coat pocket. She reached in, and pulled out the box. As her attention was diverted, I had raised up and got on one knee. I took her hand and she cried. It was an emotional thing for both of us. We had found our soul mates. "You know it's strange when you realize that you found the missing piece of the puzzle. There was a moment, it was actually a specific moment, that I realized you were all I would ever need in life. I love you more than I love anything else in this world. I would do anything for or too you." she chuckled at the too you part. "I would swim oceans or climb mountains just to be with you. There isn't anything you could ever tell me that would make me stop loving you. It was when I realized that fact, I decided I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you. Natasha, will you be my wife?" With tears in her eyes, she said "Yes." We laid there all night in the cool fall air making love under the stars. She was amazing in every way imaginable. We were the definition of a newly engaged couple. We laughed with each other constantly. We were both insatiable with desire for the other. It took little more than a brush of the others hand for either of us to be in the mood. I don't think I had that much sex, that often, ever. The mood would hit us just about anywhere and anytime. To my surprise, she had no intentions of letting any of these opportunities pass. The first time I was obviously shocked. We had never done anything like that. We had always kept our sex life private. We shared an occasional kiss in public and held hands but nothing really passionate. But, all this was about to change. I had a business dinner the following week and wanted to purchase a new suit for myself and a beautiful dress for Natasha. The dinner was with the owner of a company that we were attempting to acquire through a merger. I wanted to ensure that we were both dressed to the nines. We went to get my suit first; I had figured I would take the shortest amount of time since shopping wasn't really my thing. As planned, I had a suit picked out quickly. It was a charcoal gray pin stripe jacket with matching slacks and vest. The shirt was white and long sleeved. The tie was violet. I modeled for her, doing my goofy model poses. She couldn't help but laugh. I loved that laugh. After picking out the suit I had the tailor take my measurements so the suit fit properly. She sat quietly patiently waiting. Next, we were headed to a dress shop she loved to visit and window shop. She wasn't really one for going on shopping sprees, but this was a special occasion. I had to almost demand we go get her new dress before she agreed. She was humble. On the way to the store, she turned into the drive of a local lingerie store. She had visited this place before and picked out something for our three year anniversary. She told me that since she had to get a new dress, she wanted undergarments to match. As any man in his right mind would obviously do, I agreed. I take any chance I can to see my beautiful soon to be bride in sexy panties and bra. We stepped inside the shop. It seemed to be unusually busy. There were several women looking at apparel. The employees moved through the store assisting the women. Oddly, I wasn't the only man in the establishment. It seems that the men were designated a corner of the store to sit and watch a small television placed on a small wooden table. Two other gentlemen sat there patiently waiting for the significant other to finish shopping. I casually walked to my designated area by the television while Natasha went to find the garments she came to purchase. About five minutes passed; Natasha approached me with several pieces in her hands. She smiled and leaned down to whisper in my ear. "Why don't you come with me?" she said. I sat there, unable to decide if she was joking or not. I'm sure my eyes were wide with excitement. It wasn't until she took my hand and gently tugged that I realized she was very serious about her offer. She casually went back to the changing room area and located one that wasn't occupied. I watched as she opened the door and motioned for me to join her. I glanced around the room to ensure that I wasn't under surveillance by any of the employees or customers, and I then proceeded into the changing room with her. The room was just big enough for the two of us. In the corner was a wooden bar stool. It looked to have been there since before the store opened. She motioned for me to sit on the stool. She approached me, and again whispered in my ear. "You will have to be Very quiet." As she said the word very, her hand gently stroked over my crotch. Immediately, my pants began to tighten. The beast that resided in my pants was aching to be released. She took a step back. She began by removing her shirt. As she lifted her shirt, I reveled in the look of her soft skin. It was flawless. I wouldn't consider her skin pale, but it was light. It was the perfect shade. Her shirt snaked its way over the bra she had decided on that morning. As it did, that devilish grin appeared yet again. I couldn't help but smile in return. It was your basic bra. It wasn't lace or anything fancy. It was exactly what one would expect for a woman to wear on a day to day basis. Being a guy, I had no idea what type of material it was made from. But the color was a light pink. It gently cupped her soft breasts. She lifted her shirt over her head. As the shirt came off, her flowing brunette hair fell down onto her shoulders perfectly. She calmly hung her shirt over one of the hooks attached to the changing room wall. She cautiously felt her breasts through her bra; I could tell she was pinching her nipples. That smile still remained on her face. Next, she glanced down and unbuttoned her pants. She slowly slid down her zipper revealing the front of her panties. With her face down, she cut her eyes up to look at me. Her hair almost covered her eyes. She lightly bit her bottom lip as she wiggled out of her pants. I loved it when she wiggled. It was so cute. As her pants slipped over her hips, it revealed her white cotton panties. That was another thing I had told her I enjoyed. It was the feel of the cotton, the pureness. She looked so innocent in them. It was almost more than I could bear. My erection pressed firmly against my jeans; it was almost demanding to be released so it could watch the show as well. She slid her pants down her thighs. There was something mesmerizing about her thighs. Every time I saw them, I couldn't resist. I had to take a moment to kiss and squeeze them. Apparently, she knew what I was thinking because she stopped undressing. She held out one hand in a stop sign and pointed a finger with her other hand at the stool. I took my queue, and remained seated and silent. It was then she finally slipped her pants off totally. She remanded them to the hook beside the one holding the shirt she had removed. My beautiful bride to be, stood there in front of me in simply her bra and panties. It was then that I snapped back to reality and realized we were still in this changing room stall of a lingerie store. Without any hesitation, she slipped her bra straps off her shoulder and reached behind herself to unclasp her bra. As she pulled her bra off, her sweet soft breasts were released. I loved her breasts. They were perfect in size, shape, and feel. Her aureola were slightly more pink than her skin but the change in color was not drastic. Her nipples were in perfect proportion to the size of her breasts and aureola. Her bra was placed on the hook with her shirt. She began to kneed her breasts. She teased her nipples, rolling them between her thumb and fore finger. Her eyes swung upwards softly and her head gently rolled back. I wanted to touch her so bad. But, apparently, this wasn't allowed. After a moment of teasing me by playing with her breasts, she slid her hands down. She pushed down her panties, and her freshly shaved mound was revealed. Her outer labia covered her sex perfectly. She had to use both hands to part them and reveal her inner lips and pink button. It wasn't a shock to me at this point that she was already quite wet. She ran her index finger along the length of her slit and placed it in her mouth. She sat there for only a moment, enjoying her own taste. Next, she spread herself again. As before, she ran her finger the length of her sex, but this time she moved closer to me and using her mouth she motioned for me to open my own mouth. As my lips parted she rewarded me by sliding her finger in my mouth. She knew that her taste drove me crazy. Her taste was sweet and tart, and I relished every time I was lucky enough to acquire that taste on my tongue. I suckled on her finger attempting to remove every bit of the juice from her finger. When she was satisfied that I had been given enough time, she removed her finger from my mouth. Natasha became focused again on removing her panties. Her panties passed over her hips and freely dropped to the floor. She leaned over, picked them up, and placed them on the hook with her pants. She was now totally naked in front of me. The smile I had grown to love still fashioned delicately to her face. Her eyes were now glued to mine. Her hands gently traced the outline of her body. She payed special attention to her breasts. She proceeded to gently squeeze them and tease her nipples. She stopped and moved closer to me. She placed one hand over my mouth. I kissed the palm of her hand as it grasped on to me. The other hand gently latched on to the zipper of my pants and tugged. As she slid my zipper down, the erection that had been begging to be released seized its opportunity, and pushed outwards. She cheerfully look down at the mass that had just leaped from hiding. She used the hand that had unzipped my pants and moved her palm to her mouth. Her tongue ran the length of her hand; it then moved back down to my rod. She grasped firmly on to my cock. Natasha leaned in, and kissed me on my neck as she began to stroke the hardness encircled by her firm grasp. It was more than I could stand. I wrapped my hands around her, and pulled her body towards mine. I felt her firm nipples pressing against my shirt. Her breathe was warm on my neck. I wanted to kiss her, but she refused to remove her hand from my mouth. All I could do was simply kiss the palm of her hand as it rested against my face. I wanted to feel her breasts and warm sex, but each time I moved my hand towards one of them she would release my cock and wrap my arm back around her. She never said a word. Finally after only a minute, she released my manhood and removed her hand from my mouth. Silently, she backed away as she motioned for me to remain where I was. Without any hesitation over the fact that we were still in that changing room, I proceeded to slowly stroke my cock as she backed up and leaned against the dressing room wall. Her hands continued to roam over her body. She reached down and spread her lips so she could rub her magnificent pussy. She would run her finger the length of her sex, then move circles over her button. She would insert her fingers deep inside herself and rub against the wall of her pussy over her spot. Or she would simply finger fuck herself. For the next few minutes, she would change between each one at random. She would change at what seemed to be a whim. I, cock in hand, sat silently and in amazement at what was happening in front of me. Her head would gently lean back in ecstasy, and her eyes would swing upward every few moments. You could tell she wanted to moan as her mouth remained open as if in her mind she was screaming. After a few minutes of watching this vision of passion and desire, she stopped abruptly. With a twinkle in her eye, she spun around. Just like a cute little schoolgirl doing a cheer, she poked her round ass out. At the same time she placed her hands on her knees. Then she looked back over her shoulder. She wanted to watch my expression when I realized that she was wearing a plug she had purchased a few weeks earlier. After giving her ass a nice hard squeeze, she began to slowly methodically work the plug that had been placed in her ass without my knowledge; she let out the smallest whimper. If I hadn't been so entangled in this vision before me, I would have never heard it. So, I am sure no one outside the room heard it either. I have said in previous writings, the whimpers that project from her mouth are simply enough to make a normal man cum. I honestly had to stop masturbating to contain myself. She continued to work the plug now fully in and out of her ass. Her other arm resting against the wall to help her balance in this bent over position. I knew right then was my moment of attack. Silently and quickly, I moved from my delegated spot on the stool. I silently moved behind her before she could manage to turn around. Just as she had done to me, I placed a hand over her mouth and motioned for her to stay. She didn't say a word. I simply felt her kiss the palm of my hand as it rested on her mouth. I gently spit in my hand and stroked it over my cock; then with gentle care I pulled the plug from her ass and placed it on the stool. Then I pushed my cock into her already opened asshole. With the plug being inside her all morning, her ass was ready to be fucked right then. I was about to enjoy that benefit. Without any pause my cock entered her and she swallowed it fully to the base. Her eyes rolled back in her head. Her head simply dropped down and her body all but fell to the ground. I felt her legs become weak. I wrapped my arm under her stomach and held her there until she had regained her footing. When I was able to release her I started to slowly quietly slip in and out of my fiance's amazing asshole. I would go from tip to base with each stroke. But, I had to remember to go slowly. I didn't want there to be any sound audible enough for a passer by to hear. I know Natasha was enjoying it, by the way her hand roamed during our encounter. She fondled herself, rubbing her clit and groping her breasts. She even reached up and moved on of my fingers into her mouth so she would have something to bite down on when she reached orgasm. Just as she slid that finger inside her mouth, it happened. KNOCK KNOCK "Is there anyone in there?" a young woman's voice called from outside the door. I froze in fear of what was about to happen. But, being the amazing woman she is, she didn't miss a beat. Other than removing my hand from her mouth she didn't move. "Yes, I'll be out in just a moment. I have one more outfit to try on." Natasha said in a voice so calm that no one would have suspected anything. Have I told you how amazing she is in every way. I could hear the footsteps of the young woman walk away from the dressing room door. After a brief moment, she looked back over her shoulder with a cheeky smile and placed my hand back on her mouth. She slid my finger back inside her mouth resting on her tongue, she even bit down a little. This was all the queue I needed to resume my silent assault on her. After only a few seconds I could feel her legs start to shake. It was that thing of beauty I was privileged to see. She was about to cum. Her eyes began to roll back, her body began to shake, and she used my finger to muffle her desire to scream. She bit down on my finger hard enough that she left an imprint of her teeth on it for the next hour. I simply continued at the same pace, in and out. As her climax hit its peak, I had my own personal eruption. I felt the hot white lava tighten in my balls, before pushing its way to the surface. My cock erupted inside her ass. I felt myself jerking each time my cock would shoot. After a few seconds both of our amazing orgasms had subsided. We were still in the same position. I tapped her on her back, she glanced over her shoulder. I motioned for her to stay still and not move. She nodded with understanding. I removed my cock from her and quickly reached back to grab the plug resting on the stool where I had previously placed it. Her eyes quickly widened as I slid the plug back inside her ass. I leaned down and whispered in her ear, "I wouldn't want you to spring a leak during the rest of our trip." I finally took my opportunity to give her the devilish grin she enjoyed showing me so often. She took the next few moments, to prepare herself to leave. She needed to get her clothes back on, let her breathing get back to its normal pace, and let the pinkness in her face go back to her normal color. When she was finally ready, she motioned for me to go first. I realized she wanted us to leave at different times. I casually strolled out of the dressing room and walked towards the front door. As I left the building I saw one of the employees glance at me with a sheepish grin. Did she know? I wondered. I didn't even slow down, I simply walked out and proceeded to unlock the car and climb into the passenger seat. Soon after, Natasha opened the door and sat down. She tossed her newly purchased lingerie in the back seat. Finally, she looked over at me and burst into laughter. "I can't believe you just did that. I never thought you would have gone for it. Oh and the spring a leak comment, almost made me fuck you again right there. By the way, I think one of the employees knew. She gave me this weird smile on the way out." I had to remind her to breathe. She got that way when she was excited. She would ramble on for hours. The rest of the day was fairly simple. I'm sure we both wanted to be back at home, so the visit to the dress shop didn't last long at all. She found this snug black dress. She looked intoxicating in it. It was low cut in the front and back, with spaghetti straps. It went all the way to the floor and seemed to flow like water when she moved. I thought she looked good enough to eat. If she plays her cards right, I might eat her while she was in that dress during my business dinner. After purchasing the dress, we made our way home where showered together and had a pleasant evening watching a movie. As usual, we were both naked and laying under our blanket touching each other during the entire movie. It really was hard for either one of us to keep our hands off the other. A few days passed, it was the day of my business dinner. At the dinner was the owner of the cooperation I worked for and his wife, myself and my soon to be bride, and the owner of the company we were attempting to purchase and his wife. They had invited me to provide ideas on how the technical portion of the merger would work. I was a computer technician by trade. I had a several networking and database administration degrees, and had been in the field for what seemed to be ages. I was the Network Administrator for the company, and as such had to oversee virtually anything concerning our database or network of computers. I had the most insight into how to complete this merger in the most seamless manner. The owners chatted business as the women all discussed current events and the like. After ordering, I requested to be excused from the table. I walked across the floor to the men's restroom. I walked inside and it was actually quite nice. They had tile flooring and marble counter tops. I quickly knelt down to check if anyone was inside one of the stalls. I couldn't see any feet so the coast was clear. Just as I stood back up I saw her face poke through the door. She had taken my signal. Just as I requested my leave of absence, I had reached over and tightly squeezed my bride's thigh. Massaging it as I released her thigh from my grasp. "I was hoping this is what you were thinking." she stated coyly. I placed a finger to my lip as a motion for her to remain quiet. She instantly became silent. I motioned for her to follow me. We made our way into the final stall of the bathroom. We moved into the stall and I sat down on the john, while I directed her to face the door and back up towards me. As she did I placed my feet on the door of the stall. If anyone looked all they would see were a pair of woman's shoes. Which might be confusing but it would be even more embarrassing for them to explain why they were looking under the stall doors at the customer's shoes. I grabbed her dress and quickly lifted it up over her ass revealing the pair of panties she had purchased that day from the lingerie store. The sight of those panties alone was enough to give me a raging erection. But, now wasn't the time for that. We had guests waiting and soon they would become suspicious. I had to work quickly and Natasha knew this. I slid down her panties revealing her beautiful ass and pink slit. She leaned forwards and placed her hands on the door of the stall. I reached up and grabbed her cheeks spreading her apart. The smell of her sex inviting me to taste her. My tongue extended and without any resistance slid inside her hot moist pussy. I slowly ran my tongue the length of her sex and flickered it over her clit. Her legs started to shake. I squeezed her ass even harder. I payed closer attention to her clit after that; I had to ensure that this wouldn't take long. Sometimes I would slip my tongue inside her pussy or run the length of her sex. A couple of times I even ran my tongue over her asshole and pushed it inside her ass. But, for the most part I sucked with increasing pressure on her clit; this was the fastest way to get her off. She tasted amazing. She looked amazing. Her sex was glistening with moisture. After only two or three minutes I felt her legs give way and she fell landing on my lap. Her body was shaking. Time passed slowly and she didn't say a word; she quietly stood, pulled her panties back up, and opened the door to exit the restroom. After I heard her exit the restroom, I made my way out as well only stopping to wash my face. She was already seated back down at the table. She hadn't waited for me. As I sat down I could hear the tail end of the conversation. "Yes, I don't know what is wrong with him, most likely its just a bug. But we wouldn't want to get the rest of you sick as well so I think we are going to head home earlier than expected. I'm sure you understand." My boss responded that he fully understood, and called over a waiter to request they box our dinner up. He told me that they only had a couple of questions to ask me about the merger, "By the time you answer, I'm sure your dinner will be here and you two kids can get out of here." All of the guests had this wicked grin on their faces. I was sure they could smell her juices still on my face even after washing it. God, they all had to know. As requested, I answered the few questions they had for me. To them, these questions seemed to be impossible to answer. But, for me it was quite easy and I had their solutions in only a moment. Just as my boss had thought, as I finished answering their questions dinner arrived. The plates were handed out to everyone, Natasha's and my dinner were boxed and bagged. I apologized for having to leave early. Again, each of them explained that it was understandable and we left for the evening. On our way home I told Natasha about the grin and the fact that they had to know. Her only response was, "So what if they know." Which I guess was entirely true. Just it would be hard for the man looking under the stalls to explain why he was looking under the stalls; it would be hard for my boss to fire me because when I sat back down her swore he could have smelled the intoxicating aroma of my bride's vaginal juices. After having that realization, all I could do was laugh uncontrollably for the remainder of the ride home. As we arrived home, Natasha gathered our bag of food and brought it inside. I followed closely behind her. We had barely got the door shut and we were both ripping our clothes off. We both were horny. We were both about to relieve ourselves. That night we both screamed like banshees. I can't remember the last time I saw her cum like that. Wait, yes I can. The last time I saw her have that same orgasm was about an hour or so into her fantasy gang bang. It was still exceptional to see. After our escapade, we simply laid in bed. My penis still inside her. We just laid there. I loved her so much. Over the next months, we ended up "playing" in several other locations. Each one seemed to be a little more daring than the next. All of them we both enjoyed. We stopped under an overpass and had sex behind the bushes. Cars were driving by the entire time. If anyone had slowed down and looked we would have easily been spotted. She had given me a hand job until I came inside the theater, there were only about 15 people inside it. But, a couple had decided to sit down right in front of us. I had to really focus when I was cumming so I wouldn't make a sound. It was payback for an earlier event. Now, I knew her frustration. I have to admit, it was funny to watch her face of disgust as my cum ran down her hand. She quickly wiped it on the seat beside her. She had even come to my office one night after everyone left; I had to work late that evening. I bent her over my desk and took her from behind. I even fucked her ass. Her moans expressed her pleasure. We apparently have found something else we both enjoy. I didn't realize exactly how much I would enjoy this at first, but it seems each time I find it more exhilarating. It isn't exhibitionism. I don't want to be watched. But, its semi-dangerous. We are having sex somewhere that we could be caught and get in trouble. It was now summer. The temperature was reaching the mid 90's each day. We were in the middle of a heat wave. We had decided to go on vacation that year. We both wanted to visit the beach; so I took some of the savings I had stocked piled along with the frequent flier miles I had accumulated from work. I purchased two first class round trip tickets to Lake Winnipeg in Manitoba. We had reservations at one of the four star hotels at Grand Beach. Apparently, it was one of the premier fun in the sun spots in Canada. When I told Natasha about it, she jumped up and down. I could tell she was excited. She needed a break. We both needed a break. Finally, the starting day of our week long vacation had arrived. We had a plane to catch that morning. We both were frantic, trying to ensure that we didn't forget to pack everything. I think if we packed anything else it would have been the kitchen sink, everything else was already in our suitcases. We made it to the airport on time, and our luggage was checked in. We went through the standard security checks, and finally it was time to board the plane. We were shown to our seats by the stewardess. The seats were thick and well padded, we actually had room in these seats in comparison to the seats in coach. After takeoff, we were offered champagne. We both accepted, it was a vacation. Time to relax. We sat there champagne in hand looking into each other's eyes. The flight there was quite nice. During the flight of course we both had decided to "earn our wings" so mid-flight we excused ourselves to the restroom where we had a quick romp. It was anything exotic. It was although quite passionate. I have to admit though it was wildly uncomfortable. The seating in first class is amazing, but the restrooms are still quiet compact. She was pressed firmly against the door; I was pressed firmly in to her backside. Her pussy was exceptionally wet. I think it was the altitude. We both came unusually quick. Afterward, we made our way back to our seats one by one. We had managed not to have any turbulence during the flight. The pilot was apparently a veteran as the landing was as very smooth; it was the best I had felt in ages. We exited the plane and made our way to the baggage claim. After acquiring our luggage, we went and picked up our rental car. By the time we arrived at the hotel the sun was going down; we checked in and headed to our room to retire for the evening. We had room service deliver our dinner. Neither of us were in the mood to go out. The day's events had worn us both out. We wanted to rest up for tomorrow. The next morning, I was awoke by streams of light peaking in through the split in the curtains. She was still asleep. I loved the days when I woke up before her. She was so peaceful. She looked like an angel. An angel that had been hand delivered to me through some miracle I couldn't even come close to comprehending. I gently eased my arm from under her neck. She was still in silent slumber. I eased out of the bed as cautiously as I could; she rolled from her side to her back as I moved off the bed. The sheets were very soft almost silky. I pulled them from the between the mattress and box springs, allowing me to gently climb under them. As I eased forward, I gently parted her legs. She had went to be naked last night. I wanted her to awaken gently, so I was quite gentle as I licked and kissed along her inner thigh. I heard a small moan as she spread her legs apart allowing me access to her. As I kissed higher, her hands reached down and grabbed my head. She pulled me towards her mound encouraging me to please her. When my lips wrapped around her, she gently said "Why good morning to you also." I tried to respond, but I was having trouble because of my current position. All that came out was a muffled. "MMMmmm mmmmMM mm mmm mm." She giggled and added, "Didn't you ever learn not to talk with your mouth full?" My only response was a deep long sigh. Apparently, my growl was low enough it vibrated her clit a little and suddenly she became very moist. For the next 30 minutes, she was pleasured. I provided her with four orgasms that morning. I found humor in the last one, after the third she was too sensitive to directly stimulate. So, I found myself kissing, licking, and nibbling everywhere but directly on her clit. Oddly enough, it was from those actions that she delivered her strongest orgasm. After her fourth orgasm she pulled me up and kissed me. We sat there kissing for what must have been another 30 minutes before we decided to get up and shower. As we do most of the time, we showered together. It was in the shower I think that we were the most passionate with each other. We were both gentle there for some reason. We never rushed. We never were forceful like we sometimes were in bed. It was always gentle. It was always passionate. Sometimes we had sex; other times we would fondle each other. There were even days I would simply please her orally. And, of course sometimes we would simply assist the other in hard to reach places. But, there was always plenty of kissing and giggling. After our shower, we went out for breakfast. We wanted to make sure we would have plenty of fuel for a day on the beach. Breakfast was standard; we joked about the events of the morning and talked about our plans for the day. After that we went to the room and changed into our bathing suits. We arrived at the beach. If you have never been to Grand Beach, it is absolutely beautiful. It has these amazing white sand beaches and is separated from town by 12-metre sand dunes. It's a major tourist attraction and is always advertised as one of Canada's best beaches. The beach was crowded but not overly crowded. We walked along the beach for a bit before we found a spot to lay our towels for the day. We had packed a lunch, towels, soda, water, sunscreen, all of the necessities for the day. We knew that once we had found our location on the beach we wouldn't want to have to walk back till it was time to leave for the day. We laid our spread of materials out on the sand. Once we were settled, we made sure to apply sunscreen as we are both fair skinned and will burn easily. That was one of the funny things about the two of us at the beach. I think we were the most pale people there. Personally, I was almost as white as the beach itself. We laid there for several hours, we both continued to apply sunscreen as needed to ensure we wouldn't burn. After a bit I wanted to go play in the water. Natasha wasn't as eager to get wet as I was and decided she would stay on the beach while I went out into the water. I only staid out for about 30 minutes floating around in the water before deciding to get out. Once I had toweled off, we ate a peaceful lunch that we had packed that morning. We stayed on the beach for a few more hours before we decided it was time to retire for the day. We were both slightly pink from our day on the beach. Even with our steady application of sunscreen, we had both gotten slightly burnt. It wasn't anything major. Actually, I was quite surprised that we had only gotten this pink. Normally, I would have been as red as a lobster by now. But, Natasha's steady request to apply more was smart even if it was bothersome at some points. She had that knack. Her requests were always smart, and normally it was things that I wouldn't have even bothered to think about it. We made it back to our room with out issue and decided to shower. We both were hot and sticky from our day in the sun. We both wanted the shower to be cool, we had enough heat during the day. We disrobed. I had another small fetish I had failed to tell Natasha about. I loved tan lines. This is one of those things, I didn't really understand. I think it was the fact that by seeing those tan lines, I knew I was privileged enough to see what others were denied. I got to see those naughty bits that the rest of the world couldn't. Her skin was slightly pink, and the outline of her bikini was inadvertently drawn on her skin. We both climbed in the shower, the cool water running over our skin. It felt so nice. As always we began to kiss, as we washed our bodies. This time though we both wanted to make love. So, we gently made love in the shower. We changed position several times. When we started, she was pressed against the shower wall and I was behind her. Next, I sat down on the shower floor with my back propping against the door. She climbed on top of me. I really enjoyed it when she was on top of me. The feeling of her grinding against me was amazing. The last position we could manage before I climaxed was simply standing and facing each other. She had wrapped one leg around me allowing me easier access to her. I had pulled out before climaxing, my load shooting upwards onto our stomachs. We both giggled and turned around to clean ourselves. After washing I gently knelt down to give her release. She didn't last long before she climaxed. We both finished our shower with satisfaction. That night we had a pleasant dinner out. Nothing really fancy, but it was nice. The next few days we spent exploring the beach and the surrounding area. We had found a couple of places that we really liked. I hadn't realized until then just how many pictures Natasha took. I think everywhere we went she wanted to take a picture of me with something. Or, a picture of her in some goofy pose. I giggled each time she would make a face or take some goofy glam pose for a picture. I think that was the reaction she was aiming to receive. We had dinner at several great restaurants. She had looked online to find some that she thought I would enjoy. You see, when I was younger in life I had cooked for several years. I don't mean the flipping burgers type of cooking either. I had worked as a sue chef for a few years. During that time, I learned to enjoy trying new tastes. Honestly, I thought that is where I would spend my career, but I couldn't stand the hours. So, I went back to school for computers. The next to last night of our stay, I was awakened during a peaceful slumber. Natasha was standing at the edge of the bed wearing her bikini. She told me to get on my suit. I quickly glanced over at the clock, it was almost 2 am. I started to question her, but in light of recent events I decided it best to simply follow her lead. I quickly got on my suit. She took my hand and led me out of the hotel room. We made our way down to one of the hotels swimming pools. Waist high gates surrounded the pool, and there were signs specifically stating that the pool is closed after ten in the evening. The lighting in the pools were off along with any of the light poles surrounding them. She quickly moved over the gate and held out a hand motioning for me to follow. I complied with her request. Once we were both over the gate she slowly and silently slipped into the deep end of the closest pool. Again, she motioned for me to follow. Once we were both in the pool, she placed her back against the ladder and pulled me towards her. It was then, she started to remove her bikini. She placed her top on the ladder, then her bottom. She whispered in my ear as she pulled me closer. "This would work better if your suit was off." After saying that, she giggled quietly and smiled. I couldn't resist, nor did I want to. I dunked myself and pulled off my suit while underwater. When I came up I placed my trunks on the ladder with her suit. The feeling of the water on my skin was a great sensation, especially with my heightened senses. The water was warm because of the time of year. It was totally calm. The only disturbance to the water was that created by our bodies. There wasn't a breeze. Natasha reached down and grabbed my rod and began to coax it to life. I have to admit, it wasn't going to take much coaxing. Once I was hard, she wrapped her legs around me. She positioned herself perfectly and gently slid down onto me. The sensation of the meeting point of water and Natasha gliding up and down my shaft was exhilarating. As she glided up and down she wrapped her arms around my neck and we kissed passionately as we made love there in the pool. We never changed positions. Our motions caused gentle swaying ripples across the pool. We were lost in each other. I couldn't tell you where I stopped and Natasha started. It was a beautiful thing. Her nipples were firm in the water, I could feel them rub against my chest as she slowly bounced up and down. This was an amazing feeling. This was an awesome sensation. This was... a bright light being pointed in my face... "What in the hell are you two doing?" the voice behind the light demanded. "Uhhh... She stumbled over the gate and then fell in the pool. I jumped in to save her." I stated. "And I guess your clothes laying on the ladder just fell off as well, right?" demanded the voice. "Something like that." I chuckled. "Look, I'm going to head back to my office. When I get there I am going to look through my window to see if there is anyone in the pool. If there is I am going to have to call the cops. Are we clear?" said the voice. "Crystal clear." I said. Instantly the light being shined in my eyes was removed. This thin middle aged man, marched away heading toward the main office. As soon as he was out of range to hear us, I looked over at Natasha who had been silent up to that point. "You jumped in to save her huh?" she stated. We both burst into laughter. As soon as we had stopped laughing we quickly put our swim suits back on and climbed out of the pool and back over the gate. We hadn't thought about bringing towels, but it seems the voice did. We looked down and saw two hotel towels laying there on the ground. We dried off as we headed back towards the side entrance we had came out of on the way down. Right before we went in I glanced over towards the main office where I saw one office light on and the blinds of that office being lowered. I guess he had kept his promise to check back on us. I'm glad we took directions and got out. We made it back up to our room without issue. Once back inside our room, we finished our love making session. She came first and I followed a few moments later. After cleaning up we both fell asleep naked on the bed. The last day of our vacation was great, again we went out to the beach. We only stayed for a bit though. We wanted to tour the area a little bit more before we left. We cleaned up in our room and then went out around lunch. We toured the area the remainder of the afternoon. We had our best meal that night. Again, she had done her homework. She knows my favorite style of food is Italian. There is something about the fresh herbs and gravy. Combine that with a fresh made from scratch pasta and I'm a very happy man. I had a very simple dish of red gravy with meat over spaghetti. I like to try the simple things on a menu as they can be the best if done right. Sometimes its the simple things that are the best. Natasha had a seafood trio over white sauce and fettuccine. It was a perfect meal, with a perfect woman. After dinner we made our way back to the hotel where we rested for the evening. We had decided before coming to the beach, that tonight we would try another location. I had been excited about it all week, and I am sure she has been as well. Around ten in the evening we both dressed in our bathing suits and made our way down to the beach. This time we made sure to bring towels. We got out to the beach and saw that it was just closing. Only a few people remained on the beach. They were gathering their belongings and headed back to their rooms. We walked until we passed by the last couple leaving. We laid our towels down on the sand and sat there. We looked up at the stars and held each other for at least a half an hour. We listened to the sound of the water rolling on to the shore line as we gazed upwards. It was almost the perfect ending. After we had laid there in each others arms for a bit Natasha leaned over and kissed my cheek. Then she started to gently kiss her way over to my ear and neck. I remained still. She continued to kiss my body. She gently pecked at my nipples and my stomach. Although I had extreme desire for her to kiss the now hard rod extending from under my swim suit, I knew this act was something she did not enjoy. Because of that knowledge I would never ask her to do it. She kissed back up my stomach and then chest. She sucked on my nipples and bit them gently. Then proceeded to kiss my neck and ears. I couldn't contain my desire for her. I turned and kissed her lips. Her sensual soft lips pressed against mine. Our lips parted and our tongues methodically twisted with each other. We grasped each other tightly. We continue to kiss for quite a while. When I finally looked at my watch it was 11:23. We were the only one around as far as the eye could see. It was then that I started to remove her bikini. I think that night I took the time to kiss every inch of her body. I started at her neck and moved down to her chest, as I removed her top. I kissed her breasts and licked on her nipples. Her aureola and nipples became firm after I removed my mouth. The gentle breeze had hit her still moist skin and caused and almost instant reaction. She laid there in pleasure. I kissed over her entire stomach. I moved downward toward her mound and gently tugged the strings holding her bikini on. As they released her precious mound was revealed, and I took pleasure in teasing her. I kissed every inch of her nether region except her clit. I kissed all over her thigh. I ran my tongue down the back side of her thigh down to the bend of the back of her knee. I kissed her calves. I kissed and licked on her toes. Then I worked my way back up. Again, I took my time. I wanted to make sure that she enjoyed this part. I also wanted to ensure that she was about ready to erupt by the time I decided to give her satisfaction. She was sighing and whimpering the entire time. I was almost enough to make me give in just listening to her. Finally, I went down and parted her outer labia so I could wrap my lips around her clit. My lips pressed against her moist pink entrance. I began to gently suck and my fingers entered her. I pressed my fingers downward first. I wanted to loosen her. I pressed down firmly giving her the sensation of an erect cock filling her. All the while, my mouth sucking on her clit. My fingers working forwards and back. I could feel her muscles relaxing. As they did, I moved the position of my fingers upwards. I began to curl my fingers inward, I could feel her G spot start to swell as she became more and more aroused. The suction on her clit increased and my tongue swirled. As she swelled inside my fingers pressed faster and harder against their designated location. My mouth applied maximum suction and my tongue flickered over her swollen clit. She erupted. I could feel her juices shoot against me. Quickly, I released her clit and moved down with open mouth to accept her reward. Again, she squirt. But, this time I was positioned perfectly to accept this gift into my eager mouth. She shot her juices into my waiting mouth 3 more times and then her shivering body collapsed. I stayed between her legs for another minute simply licking her clean and enjoying my reward. She laid there quietly on her towel. The light of the moon shined down on her. Her soft pale skin glistening with a layer of sweat. I slid up and kissed her. We both were able to enjoy her taste at that point. I removed my swim suit and placed the tip of my fully erect cock between her slit and pressed inside her. She moaned as I plunged into her depths. I slid in and out of her with ease. Her wetness provided ample lubrication. Each time I pressed inside her, she would moan and whimper. We both expressed our love for each other the entire time. After minutes, I ordered her onto her stomach. I told her to lay flat. She followed my directions. I straddled her closed legs and again penetrated her. As I pressed deep inside her, my tool pressed against her G spot. Her pleasure moans became higher pitched with each insatiable press deep into her wetness. It only took a few strokes before she clamped down on my cock and I felt her contractions rolling up and down my shaft. I gently removed my cock and leaned down to kiss her back as her orgasm finished. It lasted almost a minute. Her body shook. The whimpering sounds being produced from her mouth were so sexually satisfying even now I can't put them into words. After her orgasm had subsided, I moved down and began to gently flicker my tongue over her asshole. She giggled with each pass of my tongue. I hadn't done this to her many times, and I am not honestly sure if she enjoys it or not. But, at the time she simply pressed her ass upwards pushing me deeper. So, I continued. I did this for only a minute before I decided to fulfill my own passion. Again, I straddled her legs and pressed the tip of my cock into her ass. She squealed with excitement. I worked slowly deeper and deeper. I paused momentarily each time I pressed deeper, allowing her time for her body to become acclimated to the rod now penetrating her backside. Once my entire length was inside her, I leaned down so I could kiss her back and neck as I danced in and out of her. The rhythm of our bodies were in perfect unison. We would rock back and forth together. Her moans and mine met in perfect harmony. I kissed and nibbled on her as we swayed together. After a minute her orgasm came. She reached back with her left hand and grabbed on to my ass. She dug her nails deep enough that the following morning I discovered the marks they had left. Her right arm moved forward and reached upward to grab my head. She pulled me forward and started to cry. All I could make out through her soft tears where the words, "Deeper..." I pressed as far into her as I could. I remained there until her orgasm ended. As she released me from her love hold, I began to sway again. I wanted my own satisfaction. I leaned back so I could look down on her body as I penetrated her. It was then that all my senses came into play. The moonlight laid across her body like a soft sheet. The smell of the beach and breeze in the air. The mixture of sounds, the waves rolling onto the shore, Natasha's moans, mixed together in harmony. The feeling of her body and mine combined. It was hard to tell where she stopped and I started. Finally, I erupted. It was the most intense orgasm I have ever had. I had seen her body shake when she came extremely hard. But, I personally had never experienced it. But, it was at that moment I came with such intensity my entire body shook. My eyes rolled back in my head. I couldn't even hold myself up. I simply collapsed onto her. Natasha again reached up and grabbed me by the back of my head and simply held me until my own orgasm had finished. We didn't move for several minutes. My own cock was soft by the time I removed it from her and splashed down beside her. After that we laid under the stars for almost a hour. We talked about our future. We laughed about our past. We said nothing at all. After our adventure that night, we picked up our cache of materials and headed back to our room. Once there we showered and laid down for the night. It was the best sleep I had ever gotten in years. In the morning I awoke, Natasha still cuddled up in my arms. I didn't even bother to move. I wanted to stay there for hours. My was arm rested under her neck, my other arm draped over her, my hand coming to rest on her breasts, and my face lightly resting inside the puddle that was her hair. Her hair smelled so good. It was a mixture of some exotic fruit and coconut. I hadn't liked that smell when we first started dating. But, now it was hard for me to sleep without that scent present. I hadn't admitted it to her, but on my business trips, I took a small bit of her shampoo with me. I would put it on my pillow before I went to sleep so I could breath in that scent. I laid there motionless enjoying my moment of serenity until she gently started to move. After a few moments of gently pecking at each other, we rousted out of bed. We took our morning shower and then went down for breakfast. Afterward, we went back up to pack for the flight home. We giggled with each other the entire morning. It may have been due to a joke, a pinch from one to the other, or a slew of other things. We always seemed to giggle when we were in the others presence. After we packed we check out of the hotel, and made our way to the airport. Just as our previous trip we checked our luggage and boarded the plane. The ride home was fine except for the small patch of turbulence we hit. It only lasted for a second though. It was a smooth landing as before; I wonder if we had the same pilot. We claimed our luggage and made our way home. Once we were home, neither of us took the time to unpack. We both wanted nothing more than a shower and our own comfy bed. This was exactly what we would receive. We showered, I ended up going down on her in the shower. Then we cuddled together for a well earned sleep. The next day we woke refreshed. We laid in bed till almost ten and then got up. We shared the duty of making a small breakfast. After we ate, we snuggled on the couch and talked about our trip. We both laughed hysterically when we came to topic of our romp in the pool. The voice behind the light would be a topic of laughter for years to come. As time passed we continued to find new and interesting locations to have sex, or engage in oral sex. We would occasionally notice an onlooker or have someone approach us. But, this was part of the risk that made it exhilarating. The longer we remained together, was the more we both agreed we were meant to be together. Each day, I became closer to this woman. She was beautiful, intelligent, sarcastic, altruistic, generous, kinky, and as I am coming to find out wild.