The Pineapple Lounge Ch. 04

Mark, breathless and captivated by Lisa’s kiss, smiled, and nodded, his eyes sparkling with anticipation. He had made his decision, and the prospect of the upcoming evening filled him with excitement too. Together, they would continue this exciting new journey of pleasure.

After a short swim, arm in arm, Lisa and Mark returned to their beach chairs, refreshed from the cooling sea water. They settled back, the sun warming their skin, as they gazed out at the endless expanse of the ocean. As they whiled away the afternoon, their conversation meandered from light-hearted topics to the tantalizing anticipation of what awaited them tomorrow. Lisa’s laughter filled the air, a melody that danced with the gentle breeze. Mark’s eyes sparkled with a mix of adoration and curiosity, eager to hear more.

Their minds intertwined in a playful dance, filled with teasing banter and shared desires. Lisa’s fingers delicately traced patterns on Mark’s arm, leaving a trail of electrifying sensations in their wake. She leaned closer, her lips brushing against his ear as she whispered, “I can’t help but imagine what tomorrow evening will bring.”

Mark’s breath hitched at her words, a mixture of excitement and affection swirling within him. He turned to face her, his eyes locking onto hers, and replied, “Neither can I, Lisa.”

The spent a quiet evening in that night and fell asleep easily, exhausted from the late night before.

The following morning dawned with a sense of tranquillity, like the calm you get before the storm. Lisa’s body lay sprawled across the bed, the soft cotton sheet barely covering her naked form. The morning light cascaded through the window, casting a gentle glow on her petite breasts and the patch of curly hair between her thighs. Her small, perky breasts rose and fell with each breath, their pinkie-brown nipples standing proudly in the cool air of the room.

As Lisa stirred from her slumber, the memories of the passionate night with Suzie and Matt flooded her mind, igniting a spark of excitement within her. Her heart raced as she recalled their touch, their kisses, her fabulous boobs, his fulsome cock, and the forbidden pleasure they shared. The anticipation of tonight’s encounter at Matt and Suzie’s villa sent a shiver of delight down her spine.

Running her fingers through her tousled hair, Lisa couldn’t help but relish in the sensations that still lingered on her body. She traced the curve of her breast, revelling in the sensitive flesh that fit perfectly in her palm. Her fingertips glided down her stomach, lingering in the softness of her skin before reaching the tuft of hair that adorned her womanhood.

The sight of her untamed, hairy pussy excited her, a visual reminder of the passionate exploration she had indulged in two nights ago. She was surprised to see (and feel) there was now a distinctive valley which parted her hair down the middle of her pubis, which hadn’t been so pronounced before. She suspected the cleft was likely formed by her vagina expanding for Matt’s large penis. Lisa took a closer look at herself and was fascinated by how engorged the pink petals of her labia still were. Between them her inner lips were swollen too and her opening gaping more than she had ever seen before outside sex. She touched herself gently with her fingertips.

With each passing moment, Lisa’s excitement grew, her body responding to the memories and the anticipation. Her breathing quickened, and soft whimpers escaped her lips as she played with herself, filling the room with a subtle reminder of her awakened desires. Unbeknownst to her, her gentle sounds of pleasure reached Mark’s ears, stirring him from his own sleep.

Mark’s eyes fluttered open, captivated by the sight of his beautiful wife lying there, her body exposed and radiant. He felt a surge of desire course through him as he watched her masturbating, his own anticipation growing with every passing second.

With her eyes closed Lisa was oblivious to Mark’s stare. But as her gentle whimpers danced through the air, Mark broke cover. He leaned in, and planted a soft kiss on his wife’s lips, savouring the taste of their shared desire. Lisa’s eyes opened, meeting his with a mix of passion and mischief. But as their bodies gravitated towards each other, Lisa gently placed a finger on his lips, halting his advances. As she did, he could smell and then taste her sweet pussy.

“Save your strength for later,” she whispered, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. “We have an unforgettable night ahead, and I want you at your best.”

He knew she was right. They had planned something special, an exploration of their deepest fantasies, and it required their utmost energy and passion. With a playful wink, Lisa took her own advice and slipped out of bed, her naked form shimmering in the morning light. Mark watched her, his desire simmering beneath the surface. He knew that the wait would only heighten their pleasure, making their reunion later even more intense.

As Lisa moved about the room, preparing for the day ahead, Mark couldn’t help but admire her beauty. Her small, perky breasts, her luscious curves, and the untamed, wild allure of her hairy pussy. Every inch of her body exuded sensuality, leaving him longing for the moment their bodies would intertwine once again. After a while, Lisa moved gracefully toward the bathroom. The sound of running water echoed in the room as she turned on the shower, though Mark could only imagine the sight from the bed.

The droplets cascaded over Lisa body, caressing her skin, as she stood beneath the warm spray. As it did, a mischievous thought crossed her mind and she reached for the razor. She decided to surprise Mark, to make their night together even more tantalizing. With delicate movements, she carefully shaved herself, removing every trace of hair below her head, leaving only a smooth canvas of desire. As the razor glided across her skin, Lisa couldn’t help but feel a surge of excitement. She was now fresh and bare, an open invitation for exploration and indulgence of deepest desires.

Finishing her intimate grooming, Lisa stepped out of the shower, the steam following her like a veil of sensuality. Looking in the mirror, before it was completely misted-up, Lisa observed her new-look womanhood. Its delicate folds now protruded from her slit, flushed with a deeper hue, and the cleft between them appeared more pronounced, just as she had suspected before. Lisa smiled at the memories, knowing her intimate beauty symbolized the desire they had all indulged in. She wrapped herself in a fluffy towel, her skin still glowing from the warmth of the water. Her body felt electrified, alive with anticipation for the night that awaited them.

In the dressing room, Lisa carefully selected her attire for the day, opting for a flowing sundress that cascaded down her body in delicate folds. The dress, adorned with a vibrant floral pattern, provided an alluring yet subtle allure. She made sure to choose undergarments that ensured her freshly shaved pussy remained hidden from Mark’s view, preserving an element of surprise for later.

Returning to the bedroom, Lisa spotted Mark still nestled beneath the covers, his gaze fixated on her every move. She approached him, leaning in for a tender kiss that conveyed her desire and anticipation.

“After breakfast,” she whispered, her voice laced with a tantalizing hint, “I want to go into town and buy a little surprise for Suzie. Hopefully I can find a special thank you present for our visit to their villa tonight.”

“That’s a great idea.” Mark responded. “And, after your naughtiness, I think I’m owed one too” Mark’s eyes sparkled with curiosity; but he wasn’t sure Lisa had agreed to his request.

Lisa took a step back, her gaze lingering on Mark’s longing expression. With a playful smile, she added, “But for now, let’s enjoy a leisurely breakfast together. Get your lazy arse out of bed!”

Mark nodded and slipped out of bed to shower and dress.

Later that morning Lisa left their lavish hotel suite and took a taxi to the local town with its vibrant streets and hidden treasures, providing the perfect backdrop for her quest to find a meaningful present for Suzie. Her search wasn’t easy however, with nothing memorable found until she stepped into the inviting atmosphere of an art studio. Its walls were adorned with captivating photographs which intrigued her, each one telling a story through the lens of artistic expression.

Victoria, the talented photographer and proprietor, greeted Lisa warmly and asked if she could help. Lisa explained her desire for two gifts that would be deeply personal, tokens of appreciation that went beyond mere materiality. One for each of Mark, her husband and Suzie, her friend. Victoria, with the keen eye of an artist, had spied how Lisa and been attracted to some of her boudoir portraits, and suggested a daring idea that caught Lisa off guard.

Victoria presented the concept of creating two custom portraits, works of art that would capture Lisa’s connection to the recipients. Intrigued yet apprehensive, Lisa’s curiosity got the better of her, and she found herself captivated by the potential of such a unique gift.

As Victoria guided her through to the adjacent studio, Lisa’s gaze fell upon a collection of particularly erotic and alluring photographs lying on a table, which were yet to be framed. She blushed as she saw they were of Victoria, naked. And despite knowing that Victoria was watching her, Lisa felt a magnetic pull towards the intimate pictures, drawn to the raw sensuality and unapologetic expression they depicted.

“They are for my patron, explained Victoria. Come this way and we can make your own special gifts.”

Taking a deep breath, Lisa mustered the courage to step into the unknown. Victoria quickly made Lisa comfortable, showing her each batch of draft pictures after she’d taken them and gently coercing her to reveal more of herself. With each click of the camera, Lisa’s apprehension melted away, replaced by a newfound liberation. Soon Lisa was completely naked, except for a veil. She was also tremendously turned on, savouring the moments when Victoria leant over her and rearranged her erotic poses with her delicate touch. The two chosen final black and white 24″x12″ photographs were each a carefully orchestrated composition.