Seduction in Paradise: Part 12Seduction in Paradise: Part 12

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SilviaWell, I did it. I got in bed, slept the entire night, and didn’t have sex with Triana. She tried, but I knew we had to get up early, and I needed my strength for snorkeling with Megan.Triana was disappointed, but I’m the boss, I think. She made a lovely breakfast, more omelets, and coffee.Our thoughtful guide, Ines supplied us with a pair of inexpensive underwater cameras. Megan had considered an enclosure for her camera, but they cost around eighteen hundred dollars. So, the little cheap ones would have to do.Ines drove us to the charter company’s dock, and we boarded the boat with six other people. One married couple, I would guess mid-forties, a pair of young ladies, maybe in their mid-twenties, and a couple on their honeymoon who seemed close to my age, mid-thirties.Before leaving the dock, the captain reviewed all the safety things and showed us the life preservers and how to put them on. There were baskets with long and short fins, masks, and snorkels. The long fins were for scuba diving and the shorter for snorkeling. I guessed the longer ones gave you more power with less effort. The captain then assured us the snorkels were clean and sealed in plastic wrap for our protection.We’d head over to another dock, then walk to the reef area, where we’d join two guides who would keep an eye on us. I liked their safety precautions.The trip out took about an hour. The honeymoon couple focused on each other; it was so cute. The older married couple, Ralph and Irma, were friendly. We talked with them and the two younger women, Carli and Sandy, as we made our way to our destination.It didn’t take long and the sea wasn’t that choppy, but Megan got a bit queasy, as did Carli.The captain noticed their worried look and asked them to stay towards the aft part of the boat in case they got sick. He offered them a Dramamine to help alleviate their nausea, which was nice of him. I think Megan threw up once, as did Carli, and after about fifteen minutes, they seemed fine. They stayed at the back of the boat, talking in case they felt ill again.Ralph and Irma were from the Midwest and had never been near the ocean. They kept the captain busy asking questions about the boat and various other topics.That left Sandy and me to talk. It was mostly idle chit-chat about where we were from, our tours, etc. Sandy thought it was great that I was taking Megan on her dream trip. She was sorry for our loss but was glad this trip was going well for us.Sandy also told me how she and Carli got here. They have been best friends since kindergarten, and Sandy was going to be Carli’s maid of honor at her wedding. That was until her fiance ran off with his off-and-on girlfriend whom he’d been seeing for over a year behind Carli’s back.Carli was devastated, so she invited Sandy to share the trip instead of losing the ‘honeymoon’ deposit money they paid. The funny part about the whole thing was Carli’s fiance got dumped a couple of days before they left on this trip. Carli enjoyed that, and her outlook significantly improved.During our chat, Sandy and I kept looking back at Megan and Carli, checking up on them to see how they were doing. They seemed to be having a good time talking. I assumed Carli Maltepe Escort was telling Megan the same thing Sandy was telling me. I know Megan was probably talking about birds and the ziplines. They were giggling and having a great time.Sandy smiled as we watched her friend and Megan. We waved and debated joining them, but then Carli did an about-face and leaned over the rail. So, we stayed put.Our conversation turned to Megan, and I talked about her love for birds, volleyball, soccer, and Spanish. Sandy casually mentioned with Megan’s attributes, she should have no problem finding a college. That’s when she said Carli was an assistant softball coach at one of the universities Megan was considering applying to.It wasn’t a large university, but it was a stepping stone to getting possibly getting her master’s eventually.That led to me asking Sandy what she did for a living. She smiled and told me she was a physical therapist and had graduated with her master’s from that same university. She’d been a competitive swimmer during college. She loved sports, and helping others. Being a physical therapist was an ideal career for herI congratulated her on her career choice, which sounded perfect. She mentioned she loved it and did pro bono work for one of the clinics in town for kids whose parents can’t afford it or don’t have insurance. She also mentioned that Megan, with her bi-lingual skills, should have more doors open than some of her peers.That was something I hadn’t considered. I thanked Sandy for the idea. She smiled, saying maybe Megan should seriously consider attending, especially now that she’s met Carli. She suggested we stay in contact even though Megan was a year and a half from graduation. She was sure Carli could mention Megan to the other coaches if they haven’t scouted her.I thanked her and told her I’d talk to Megan. Then I asked if she and Carli might want to pair up with us snorkeling. Sandy said she’d love to and didn’t think Carli would mind since she and Megan looked like they were having a great time talking.Time slipped away as Sandy and I chatted. It wasn’t until Megan and Carli walked up to us that I realized we were slowing down and getting ready to dock. Sandy asked Carli if she didn’t mind snorkeling with us. She and Megan looked at each other and laughed. Carli was going to ask us the same thing.We tied to the dock, grabbed our equipment, and met with our guides. They had a place to store our belongings, so we locked them away. Dressed in our swimwear, we regrouped around the guides for their safety lecture.Our pairing-off worked out perfectly. The married people in one and us single ladies in another. After our talk, we walked down to the shoreline, donned those cumbersome fins, then backed into the water. Soon we were all swimming around, getting used to our new environment.Our guides took our two groups in different directions, and we’d make a huge circle and pass each other going opposite directions at some point.This was going to be fun. Megan and I had our little cameras attached to our wrists and anxiously awaited something worth taking a picture of. It wasn’t long before Sandy spotted a turtle swimming Maltepe Escort Bayan near the bottom, looking for food. We weren’t far apart, and when we noticed her waving, we all started following our first subject.To the turtle, we were just tourists, and it didn’t care that we were hovering around it near the surface. But Megan and I were excited, smiling at each other, Sandy, and Carli. Our guide kept us moving along the shoreline. Next, we spotted a stingray flapping its wings or fins. It scurried away, not happy with us disturbing its hiding place in the sand or waking it from a nap.We continued getting pictures of tiny fish in schools, more turtles, rays, and towards the end, each other. It was effortless swimming, and I could have gone on for another few hours. The water was perfect, and so were our guide and fellow snorkelers.When we returned to the beach Megan, and I took selfies with Carli and Sandy. We exchanged phone numbers and promised to keep in touch. Carli had been selling her university to Megan while they were at the back of the boat. So, having a contact for a tour during Spring break or during Summer was a plus in her mind. We ate lunch at a little beach shack that seemed like they didn’t care too much about quality. The prices were a little steep because that’s the only place around. It wasn’t as good as Triana’s cooking but it was tasty.On the way back, we all compared notes about what we saw and how much we enjoyed the trip. Even the honeymooners were talkative. We’d tipped our snorkeling guides before leaving, and as we departed, we tipped the captain and his crew.We said our goodbyes to everyone and waited for Ines to pick us up. It had been a perfect day. While waiting for Ines, Megan and I started talking about our trip. It was one of the few chances we’d had to compare notes about how everything was going.It wasn’t a serious talk, mostly about how much fun we’d been having and maybe returning next year. We both wanted to do less birding and more fun activities and maybe with a different tour company or be independent since Megan was going to improve her Spanish, and I would try learning.Our wait for Ines was only about ten minutes. She’d forgotten something and had to return to get it. She said she lived somewhat close and stopped by her place to check on it. On the way back, Megan and Ines resumed their game and talked about our day. I sat back, enjoying their banter, and looked forward to another wonderful meal prepared by my favorite chef.When we returned home, Triana stood in the doorway, holding her usual plate of fruit. Much to our surprise, she was as bare as the day she was born. She’d trimmed, shaved, or gotten waxed while we were gone. I meant to talk to her last night about it, but I completely forgot.She looked just as yummy as she did with her full bush. I made a mental note to tell her I loved it when the subject came up. I was on the fence about it after seeing Megan mainly because she was my child.We had some time before dinner, and I’d had enough swimming for a while, so Megan and I went to the beach to talk. Triana and Ines had things to do, so that left my sweet girl and me time to chat.We continued talking about our day, how much fun we had, and how nice it was to meet Sandy and Carli. Carli made a considerable impression on Megan, talking about her school and athletic program. I promised Megan we’d visit during Spring break or Summer.Eventually, we discussed Megan’s decision to have her vagina bare. I didn’t come out and tell her it was a stupid idea. She knew she should have thought about the reactions when we got back and the rumors it would create. She had a year and a half left at school, and I hoped this little incident didn’t mess things up.We’d been talking for an hour or so when Triana came out to ask if we needed anything. We both declined since it was getting close to dinner. As my sweet Triana walked away, I saw Megan gawk at her tush. I knew what she was thinking, so we talked briefly about it. Then we both wondered aloud what the other’s lover was like in bed. The problem was how to go about it without upsetting anyone. We shelved the idea, not wanting to rock the boat a few days before leaving.Megan and I decided to shoot a little pool before dinner. It wasn’t long before my naked Triana told us dinner was ready. She’d made a lovely black bean soup and a yummy dessert. After dinner, Megan and I undressed and joined Ines and Triana, who had both been naked since we returned. We played pool, drank wine, and flirted.Nothing serious, but we all had fun making jokes and little innuendos. We didn’t have plans for the next couple of days. Sleeping in and being naked was about it until we left.After the lights were out and we’d settled into our beds, Triana snuggled next to me. I was a bit worked up from the flirting and wanted to taste my little love’s bare honey pot.Triana grinned as I kissed my way down her body. She lifted her legs, allowing me to slide between them, then lowered them onto my back. The first swipe of my tongue over her labia made her shudder. I must admit it was a very different feeling licking bare skin rather than pubic hair.Triana tasted just as sweet, hair or no hair. The primary difference was I didn’t get any loose hairs in my mouth. I told Triana I loved her new look, and she thanked me as I continued devouring her sweetness.Triana’s moans and praise bolstered my ego. I was still new at this, but getting better. I decided to tease my little love by tracing her tummy with my fingers. I worked my hands, then arms under her. Reaching up, I pinched and pulled her nipples while licking her bare skin. Triana squirmed when I inserted my tongue, begging me to go deeper. I did my best, my nose against her body and my tongue straining to go as deep as possible.I continued playing with her until my love let out a little yip and then buckled. Her head rolled back as I continued working my magic. Her hands replaced mine on her breast, tugging and pinching those lovely brown buttons. After a few more twists of her body, she became limp, panting as if she’d just finished running a marathon.My tongue eased back as Triana looked at me, smiling and cooing. I moved to join her, snuggling and softly kissing her. She asked how I liked it again, and I told her I loved it. She giggled as we continued basking in the glow of her orgasm.We fell asleep like that, waking up as the sun peeked through the slats of the shades covering the windows. I lay watching her when I woke, wondering what we might do all day besides basking in the sun and making love.

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