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Madrid, Spain

The Bronze Bikini...

By Wolf SpiritPublished 3 years ago 9 min read
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Madrid, Spain
Photo by Adam Kontor on Unsplash

Our newly acquired wealth through the BC lottery system gave me an immediate fixation that of travel in Europe. Our latest adventure will take place shortly, as I fine tune my mind into what will develop into an amazing holiday. Truth be told I have not had many over the years and so this one I wanted to be memorable.

I sent David the captain of our newly, purchased, private jet to fly down to Lubbock, Texas and bring you home once your business conculded. While I was still wrapping up several details at Chaunigan Lake Lodge.

Rebecca were you still planning to stop by your friends place and go on that shopping spree in New York City? Yes. Alright have fun and see you when you get back home.

I asked David to arrange a limo to pick you up from JFK and take you into the city then bring you girls whereever you wanted to shop. Spend the weekend then come back when you are ready, and David will fly you back home.

Jim my personal assistant, and I were going over some last minute details related to my online digital-marketing business. Or, I should say the one that has earned me the nine figures I now earned. Angela, and Jim would get together later in the week to go over the new renovations I had laid out for Chaunigan Lake Lodge.

On the return flight home Rebecca and Lois were chatting about the clothes they had bought. When Lois held up the bronze, string bikini you both laughed. Then Lois said, 'Won't Nick's eyes bulge when you walk down the beach wearing this skimpy suit'. And how about this burgundy coset and garter belt you purchased for the bedroom. Then Lois pulled out the 'G" string, and this she said.

I was waiting as David flew our jet and landed on our new runway. Coasting to a stop I waited for him to open the hatch, and help you out. The moment you saw me walking towards the jet you came running and jumped into my arms. Oh thank-you Nick we had a fabulous time. Lois told me to thank you and Rebecca reached down, and gave me a squeeze. Really, I said that is how she wanted to thank me maybe you should invite her to come up.

Then I watched, as David began to take bag after bag out of the hold, and wondered at what all you had bought on this latest shopping spree.

Our plans finalized we were to leave on Tuesday and spend a month around Madrid, Spain. I had Jim book four seperate locations for our stay. Four incredible seaside villas where we could walk right out onto the beach and laze about, sun-tanning, and or reading a book.

On Tuesday morning I gave my last instructions to both Jim, and David then climbed up the steps into the jet. I sat down beside you then asked, 'Are you excited sweetie'? That gorgeous smile lit up your face as you said Yes!!

Cruising at 41,000 feet we soon arrived in Montreal to refuel before heading out across the Atlantic to Madrid, Spain.

We arrived in Madrid late Tuesday night and a car was waiting when we touched down, and whisked us away to our first seaside villa. As the hour was late and we were exhausted we kissed each other good-night, and fell asleep.

The next morning you were up first and when I walked into the kitchen, and saw you wearing that see through chemise which really left very little to my imagination, I smiled. But, I was used to seeing you dressed in this way, so I grabbed you by the waist and then twirled you into my arms, and gave you a delicious kiss.

We sat down to a hearty breakfast, and discussed our plans for the day. Nick, I want to go down on the beach and spend some time suntanning. Alright, Becca I said, I need to go into town to straighten out a few details then will come, and join you. Agreed, we both set off in different directions.

Rebecca dressed in the bronze bikini she had bought in New York City and wore over the top her light see-through chemise. Me I just wore a pair of tan shorts, and a t-shirt.

I was gone about two hours and upon my return noticed a burly character approach you. I was still a good distance away, and could not make out your conversation, but something did not seem right. His mannerisms suggested he was far more interested in you then just some light conversation. I hurried and when he reached out to grab your forearm I grabbed his arm, and spun him towards me. At first he was stunned by the intrusion, but then he took a look at me and decided too late to take that swing, as I gave him a swift boot.

Get your fuc**** hands off my wife, I said sternly. He stammered something I did not understand and tried to get to his feet and once he did I gave him another swift boot in the rear that sent him packing.

Then I looked at you Becca and well enough I could see why he was attracted to you, but I took in the full view, and smiled. That bronze string bikini well it covered so little of your anatomy, and barely covered your trimmed mound that I got hard at the mere gaze.

The fellow was forgotten as if he had never been there in the first place. I then began to apply a thin layer of oil over your shoulders, and back, and gave you a tickle for good measure.

I could tell you were up to something when your bikini top fell free, and you raised up on your elbows. Mmm... that view still has me wondering, but here we were in Europe where the majority of women walk around topless. And you must have been thinking why not you too. And why not I thought here was your chance to exhibit yourself in public.

Later, that afternoon I suggested to Becca that she accompany me on a walk through the quaint village to look for a place to dine that evening.

Becca was dressed in a print sundress, and sandals and I in a tan pair of pants with a light, colored, button down shirt, and sandals. All set we walked down a lane and around the corner to the place we had chosen to dine earlier that afternoon.

I held Becca's chair while she sat down and then sat opposite her. A moment later the waitress came with two menus, and in halting English asked what we would like to drink. Drinks ordered we returned our attention to the menu and searched for something tasty, and divine to have for dinner. There was a host of fresh fish dishes, and Becca chose the red snapper with fresh veggies while I decided on a thick, juicy, steak, potatoes, and a delicious salad.

Dinner eaten dessert came and went and stuffed we finally walked out under a starry sky. Looking up we saw a shooting star when Becca said, 'Make a wish'. We walked down to the beach then back towards our villa.

We entered the villa by the back entrance and only made it as far, as the kitchen where I hoisted her up onto the cool, marble, countertop. I scooted her behind closer to the edge then, as she leaned back got my first glimpse, and saw that she was not wearing panties. I bent down for a taste.

Rebecca you slipped your smooth legs over my shoulders and drew me to you. Your scent drew me closer, as I kissed, and nibbled your delicate flesh then held back for a moment, as your eyes met mine. I buried my face between your legs, and flicked my tongue gently across your clit.

Your moans awakened my sense of lust, and it was not long before you were totally naked on the countertop, and at my whim. Vulnerable you shivered on the cold surface your legs trembling in anticipation, as you watched me unzip my pants, and let them fall to the floor. Hard before you I slid your body towards the counters edge. My hands encompassed both breasts, as I pressed my cock inside you. A quiver then a heated passion ensued, as both our bodies thrust one upon the other. Our union pulsated as one entity; breaths came in gasps for air, as our passion increased for one another.

A longing moan rent the night, as a final thrust on my part sent my sperm deep into your womb. Ahhh... I moaned in reply, as my legs trembled beneath me.

Becca you wrapped your legs around my torso, as I carried you to the bedroom, and laid you on the feathery duvet. I sat there beside you and brushed the blonde hair from your eyes then leaned forward, and we kissed.

It was then I felt your hand upon me, as you tugged my cock gently pulling me up beside you. My body pressed against your back my fingers searching for your stiff nipples, and clit stimulating you while you stroked me hard.

Rebecca pushed me back and the moment your lips brushed my flesh I knew what was to come. Expertly you raised my cock to its full height, as my cock pulsated in your hand. I could feel my penis slip into your vagina, as you descended into the cradle position. We sat one upon the other our bodies joined in the dance of life.

Sometime during the night we had fallen asleep in the other's arms. A peaceful sleep and when we awakened to bird song outside our bedroom window I watched, as you began to awaken with a smile on your face.

The days, and nights passed, as we explored the countryside along the coastline of Spain. From time to time we met interesting people, and learned much of the history along our journey.

Each, and every day I was becoming more in tune with Rebecca, as if we were of the same mind, and body. We delved into our sexual appetites and found the things we both enjoyed, and strengthed our bond.

Good food, friendships, and sexual interludes kept us healthy throughout our month long stay in Spain, and I will remember that bronze bikini, for as long, as I live.

Author's Note: Wow... what a story! I am amazed at how my imagination can dream up all these scenarios, and lustful interludes. I guess perhaps my erotic stories will bring me a certain amount of wealth given the right audience.

Super grateful to my growing fan base, and their willingness to share my stories worldwide.

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About the Creator

Wolf Spirit

Wilderness adventures and wildlife encounters have given rise to more than thirty-four real-life stories during 2014-15. Over the past ten years living in solitude I have been known to the locals, as 'a character' that you should meet.

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