I Want Another Vacation Like The One Last Summer

I was 21, barely. My parents, and family, younger siblings, went to an all inclusive in the Caribbean for a week after I finished college. I saw these women, with these so tiny thong bikinis, whole butt showing, half a tit showing, and a grip of pussy cover, nothing left to the imagination. In my life I had never seen anything like that, in real life, right there beside me.

Being really white, totally untanned and anytime in the sun I get red as a lobster, rather hippie with no butt to talk about, and tits? Well we are all flat chested. But it didn't stop me from trying, I bought a teeny weeny itti bitti thong bikini in the g*ft shop. I was 21, I wore, it all pasty white and freckled arms and chest, down to the hot tub. I should have paid more attention to my bikini shave, it was obvious that it was recent and I got red bumps where I had shaved.

I was sitting low in the hot tub, below tit line, and this man came up and sat on the edge. He asked me a couple of questions, name, rank and serial number. He asked if I was up to a party, he was having a few girls over to his cabana. I went, the girls were topless, sure they had fake tits but they were so voluptuous. One girl, already topless, stripped out of her thong, and stood in front me legs apart, not a single pube anywhere. I just wanted to lock on and not let go, but all I got to do was a little kiss on her lips, 'pretty pussy girl'.

The men were all older, grabbing tail, sucking tits, and some fucking. One man was fucking the girl whose pussy I had just kissed. I wanted pussy, that's what I was there for, not some old geezer with a floppy dick. I saw this one girl, from Venezuela, big ass, bit tits, small waist. Obviously sculpted. I went over to talk to her, with my small tits and pale white skin, and a wraparound to cover up my sore quicky shave. She wasn't interested, she was all looks, no character. But whoever had worked on her made her camera ready. Maybe I would kiss her, maybe not? But she was a looker.

I did get a pussy. She was younger, I guess, and she offered herself up on a platter. The way it works is that you sit in front of her and she sits on the table and lays open for you. Then you just go in, head first, and suck her until she trembles. Lots of girls at this party ate pussy, lots of girls at this party got fucked coming and going. Most of the men I'm sure were hyped up with artificial erections. Not one of them came for me. Didn't even try. One of the advantages of being so white and skinny.

I met Clovet there, she said she was from Beirut. She said that in her country, girls aren't allowed out with a head cover. But there, in the sun, around the hot tub in the cabana, she was all naked and she liked getting sweet kisses on her tits and bottom. She said she was tired of those old men and she wanted to just relax with me. She was my girlfriend for the party.

There is a price to pay. For one trying to make up a story as to why I was not around with my family. Another was being on display, I had to go topless. I did get a sunburn, which was a bummer, but I made a girlfriend and we spent time together. I know it's all 'fake', those tits, that ass, the lips. But for a week, who cares? I found a girlfriend who liked me and wanted me to eat pussy. She used this 'cream' on my sunburned nipples, and on my sore bikini line. It seems that she was the girlfriend of an English girl, before she was transferred for the summer to Caribbean. Yes, she is a prostitute, a girl for hire, a whore, and she wasn't really from Beirut, she is from Iraq. But for that week she was my girlfriend, and not for hire.