Island DelightChapter 2: Checking In free porn video
“Keanu, I have to go!” protested the pretty young woman.
“Alamea, I think you should stay right where you are!” answered the young man she was with.
They were laying on a small bed in a room just off the lobby of the Haka Nuva Inn, dressed in pretty much the same clothing they had come into the world with.
Alamea replied, “The ferry sounded the horn. You might not have been paying attention, but I heard it over all the noise you were making.”
“You were the one causing me to make that noise.” Keanu reached over and began stroking his hand along the girl’s side. “Besides, Leani is out there.”
She laughed. “If I heard it, you obviously were failing to distract me! Anyway, both Leani and I will need to work the check-in. After that, she’ll get the next break.”
“Maybe I should come back then.”
“Maybe she has her own friends. Besides, you’re not as young as you used to be. What makes you think you’d be up for a rematch?”
“Oh, that is so cruel, cousin!” Keanu used the word hoahana, which in the local dialect meant a familial relation that was more distant than a parent’s sibling’s offspring. Most island residents were somehow related to each other, and nobody was overly particular about specific genetic linkages. For all either of them knew, they actually were cousins. Not that it really mattered all that much to them.
She laughed some more and rolled upright. She glanced at the clock, and grabbed her clothing, a halter-topped knee-length sundress in a flowered print and slipped it on. It was all she normally wore, and her lack of underwear simply made it that much simpler when she and a friend took advantage of the little room off the lobby. She slipped into a pair of sandals, and laughed, saying, “Keanu, it’s not my fault that you’re just not very distracting. Now, out! I need to get back to work!”
“Maybe I’ll just have to drop by later to see just how distracted I can make you.”
“We’ll see. Maybe you need to practice first with your sister, E’lani, and work your way up to it.”
“Cruel, so cruel!” Keanu climbed out of the bed and gave Alamea a quick kiss, then grabbed for his own clothing as she headed out to the front desk of the resort. He shook his head in amusement. E’lani would never go for that; brother and sister were a little too close for comfort even considering the very relaxed sexual mores of the island. Cousins, sure; siblings, probably not. He dressed and slipped out the side, to return to his regular job in Maintenance.
Alamea made it to the front desk in time to see the white Land Rover pull up. Leani asked, “Good break?”
“Not bad. Keanu wanted to know if you needed some help your next break.”
Leani laughed. “I don’t think so. Joe is coming by, though, so I think I’ll get all the break I need.” She held her hands about a foot apart.
Alamea laughed. She clipped on her name tag, which had fallen off during the preliminaries with Keanu, and shook out her long, black hair. She also picked up the lovely pink flower that had been in her hair at one point and tucked it over her left ear. If the young woman had been hoping to look composed and professional, she was only partially successful. While he didn’t say anything, the first thing Steve Oliver thought when he saw the buxom young Polynesian woman wearing a form-fitting sundress, and he suspected, nothing else, was, ‘That girl looks like she just crawled out of the sack!’
“Welcome to the Haka Nuva Inn!” Alamea said brightly, smiling at the guests. “Checking in?”
Brenda looked at the Cramers and said, “You first.”
“No, you drove, we can wait,” replied Bob.
“You sure?”
Steve rolled his eyes. To Alamea he smiled and said, “We’ll be here all day at this rate!” He pulled Brenda to the counter. “You check in. Bob and I will grab a couple of luggage carts and unload the Land Rover.”
Brenda smiled and nodded her head. “You go do your thing.” She pulled Liz up alongside her, and the two women began the process. Both were pleased that despite the remote location of the Maltesano Islands, modern technology and the Internet had not passed them by. By the time the two men had unloaded and parked the Land Rover, the Olivers were already checked in, and the Cramers were halfway through the process.
At that point, a gaily colored shuttle bus pulled up to the front of the Inn. “I think we got here at the right time,” commented Bob Cramer.
Alamea smiled and said, “That’s the regular shuttle from the ferry. Did you just come in on the ferry?”
“Yes, but we had our own vehicle,” answered Brenda. “Otherwise, we’d have been on the shuttle, too.”
Alamea nodded. “If you want to go into town, take the shuttle. It’s cheap and comes through regularly. Or walk; it’s not that far.”
Steve Oliver noticed that the people getting off the shuttle were wearing new leis, in addition to any they already had. The leis that the Cramers and Winstons had gotten at the airport on Maltesano were mostly yellow and white plumeria, mixed with one of the more common orchids, pink cymbidium. The new leis, however, were different, a darker pink-coral color, and the botanist couldn’t tell what it was without getting closer.
That opportunity came sooner than he expected. One of the first people off the bus was Babs Winston, wearing one of the new leis, and she had several more in her arms. When she saw the Cramers and Olivers in the lobby, she waved and came over. “I was hoping we would get here in time! You only get these when you walk off the boat, and you drove. I have your lava lava leis.”
“Lava lava?” asked Liz.
“It’s our signature flower,” commented Alamea. “You didn’t get one before? Here let me.” To the other people in the lobby, she said, “I’ll be with you in just a moment.” Alamea came around the counter and took a lei from Babs, and then turned to Liz. “Haka nuva loha!” she said brightly. “That means welcome to the island!”
“Thank you.”
Alamea continued with the other three in the group, with Babs handing her their leis. Steve Oliver enjoyed it; since he was tall and Alamea was short, when she reached up to put the lei around his neck, he needed to bend over, putting his face close to the nice cleavage Alamea was displaying.
Steve lifted his lei up to look more closely at it. Like most leis, it had a twine base, which in this case was threaded through dark coral pink flowers. He couldn’t discern the species or genus of the plant, but he suspected it was of the Orchidaceae family, one of the innumerable orchids. This one had two long and vertical inner petals, with another pair of long and vertical petals outside of them. There were the expected other sepals and petals, but they were quite small and hidden behind the large inner and outer petals. Then at the top of the flower, just peeking out of the petals, was an almost blood red gynostemium and anther. The flower also had a pleasant scent, but one which seemed both familiar and intriguing, with a floral overtone. He had noticed it when they had docked, but it had seemed like a common island background scent. Now, it almost reminded him of...
Steve Oliver blinked and bolted upright. The lava lava flower looked and smelled just like a pussy! A florally scented pussy, but a pussy nevertheless! The botanist thought that would be an amusing conversation with his wife.
Steve’s musings were interrupted by Brenda nudging him from the side. “Ready?” she asked.
“Hmmm?”
“To go up? I’ve got the keys. Grab the cart.” She turned to the Cramers and the Winstons. “If we don’t see you later, we’ll see you tomorrow.” She waved and led her husband towards the elevator.
“Do we need to hold it for anybody?” he asked.
She shook her head. “The Cramers are on the first floor and we’re on the second.” She pushed the UP button on the elevator, and the door slid open.
Two minutes later they were in their room. Steve looked around as he unloaded their luggage. It reminded him of a simple Holiday Inn. It had a single king-size bed, with a table and a few chairs to one side, and a patio door leading to a small, enclosed balcony. The bathroom had both a large shower and a small tub. He knew from when he reserved the room that the Haka Nuva Inn didn’t have suites, just rooms with either single king-size beds or two queen-size beds. It took so long to get to Haka Nuva that anything fancier was, economically speaking, a waste. No matter how great the beaches were, it would never become a tourist mecca.
As soon as the luggage cart was empty, he told Brenda, “I’m taking this back down.”
“I’ll start unpacking,” she replied, kicking off her sneakers.
Steve took the luggage cart back to the elevators but didn’t need to go any further. A young couple was getting off with a load of their own luggage, not on a cart, and took it off his hands. He went back to the room and helped his wife unpacking and settling in.
Brenda finally grabbed her oversized toilet kit and said, “I need to take a shower.”
“Okay by me. I’ve already heard complaints from the local version of the EPA.”
She flipped him off. “Very funny. You’re no prize either, you know.” Steve laughed at that. Brenda sniffed her lei. “This is a lovely scent, but it seems familiar.” She gave it another deep sniff.
Steve smiled. “It’s a favorite, that’s for sure.” He wondered if Brenda had noticed the resemblance of the lava lava plant to her own anatomy yet.
Brenda went into the bathroom and took the lei off, hanging it on a hook on the back of the bathroom door. Then she stripped off her travel clothing - cargo shorts, t-shirt, white footie socks, and plain white bra and panties - which she dropped on the bathroom floor. In the enclosed space of the bathroom, the perfume from the flowers seemed especially intense. She sniffed it again, then turned the water on in the shower and grabbed her shampoo.
The warm water running over her body felt surprisingly invigorating to Brenda. The Olivers had gotten up much earlier than normal to catch the six o’clock ferry, and Brenda normally had a problem sleeping in a moving vehicle. She had been looking forward to a quick shower followed by a long nap. Now, however, she seemed stimulated to take that nap her husband had teased her about. She debated touching herself in the shower more intimately but decided against it. She turned off the water and stepped out of the shower. If anything, the warmth and humidity of the shower accentuated the floral scent even more.
Brenda toweled off slowly and looked at herself in the mirror as she did so. She was pleased with what she saw. At thirty-nine it was twenty years since she had first met her husband, and while she had put on a few pounds since then, she still thought she looked okay. She was about fifteen pounds heavier than her college days, but that seemed very reasonable compared to some of her college friends, some of whom had ballooned with childbirth. Likewise, her figure was now 35-24-34, not quite the 34-22-32 she had been able to flaunt in college, but still something to be proud of. Like many women, she thought her butt was too large, and she wished she was taller, with longer legs, but Steve never complained, and he still seemed to enjoy their marital relations.
Brenda almost giggled at that thought. Marital relations sounded so cold and clinical, like they went to bed and shook hands and negotiated their children into being. The reality was that Steve and Brenda had always enjoyed an active sex life, and Brenda was multi-orgasmic. As she glanced in the mirror, she noticed that her nipples were puffy and stiff, and she felt that her pussy was also a bit puffy and moist. That nap could wait a bit.
Out in the bedroom, Steve finished unpacking and putting the empty luggage in the back of the closet, and then he undressed. He figured to take the next shower, so he put his own toilet kit on the dresser nearest the bathroom. Then he looked again at the lava lava flowers and was struck again by the similarity to a woman’s vagina, the labia minora, labia majora, and clitoris. He sniffed the flower and again noted the resemblance to the musk of a woman. His cock began stiffening, and Steve considered joining Brenda in the shower. Instead, he lay down in the center of the bed. He didn’t even have to stroke himself to full erection; the thought of his beautiful wife joining him for some afternoon delight was sufficient all on its own to make his cock as stiff as a board.
Brenda left the bathroom, carrying her clothing and lei back to the bedroom. She grinned seeing her husband sprawled on the bed, his cock pointing at the ceiling. She tossed her clothing into the corner and dropped her lei onto the dresser. “This is what you call a nap?” she asked, laughing.
“Well, it involves a bed, anyway. That’s a start.”
Brenda rolled her eyes and came closer. “Well, we are married after all, and a wife is supposed to help her husband.” She sat down on the bed and curled the fingers of her right hand, and then began pumping it in the air. “This the kind of help you’re looking for?”
“Not hardly!” was the response. Steve reached over and grabbed her hand and tugged her down next to him.
Brenda giggled and stretched out on the bed alongside her husband. Any thoughts of a restful nap were long gone at that point. Her right hand reached down and grabbed his erect cock, and she gasped as his lips closed on her left nipple. “Oh, God, Steve! Oh, that feels good!”
Steve didn’t make a response because his lips were busy elsewhere. He was switching back and forth between her nipples, even as his fingers were between his wife’s legs. Brenda was extremely turned on, and her pussy was a hot swamp of fragrant juices. In just moments, Brenda gasped, her hand clamping on his cockshaft, as she shuddered and moaned in the first orgasm of the afternoon.
A minute later, Brenda sighed and said, “That was a big one, baby.”
“My turn,” responded Steve. He put a hand on her back and began gently pushing her down his body.
Brenda giggled and began kissing her way down Steve’s chest towards his crotch. Her husband had also put on a few pounds since their college days, but he didn’t have anything to be embarrassed about, either. He weighed 185 pounds, fifty more than she did, and despite a small set of love handles, was still in pretty good shape. As her face got closer to the cock pulsing in her hand, she could see the thin stream of pre-cum leaking from his cockhead, and she could smell a heavy male musk which simply served to heighten her own pleasure. She kept kissing and licking her way down, and then aimed his cock at her lips and began to softly lick and nibble around the head.
Steve gasped happily, and began to thrust his hips upwards, trying to fuck his cock into her mouth. As Brenda moved around on the bed, her position had changed, and he could see her clean-shaved pussy facing him. It almost looked like her pussy lips were fluttering and pulsing with anticipation, and the color and fragrance was just like the lava lava flowers on their leis. Reaching out, he first touched her clit and lips, and then helped his wife into moving over him.
Once in the sixty-nine position, Brenda happily pushed her pussy down onto her husband’s face. Like most married couples, they didn’t sixty-nine often, and usually did it only as foreplay prior to conventional sex, but it was still enjoyable. That afternoon, however, something seemed extra special and extra enjoyable, and Brenda ground her cunt down into Steve’s face as he licked her pussy out. Meanwhile, Steve’s cock was almost throbbing between her lips, and his hips were thrusting madly upwards, demanding satisfaction, and she began a soft suction as she ran her fingers up and down the inflamed cockshaft.
Steve was happily drowning from the flood of cunt juice pouring down onto his face. It seemed to Steve like Brenda was really working to get him to unload into her mouth, and not just as foreplay. Brenda was jerking him off as she sucked him, so he responded the most appropriate way possible. Angling his head down a touch, he began licking Brenda’s clit, and when he felt her shiver and squeal, he moved a touch more, and began sucking on her clit.
The result was electrifying! Even more cunt juice began flowing down onto Steve’s face as Brenda moaned loudly around his cock and then began suctioning his cockhead as she tried to inhale it. It quickly grew to the point of no return. As her right-hand fingers pumped his cockshaft, her left-hand fingers toyed with his ball sac. It proved too much for Steve Oliver. He groaned around his wife’s clit and his cock exploded, spewing his jism upwards into her sucking lips. Brenda happily gulped it down, even as she shuddered and shivered in her own orgasm. She swallowed all his cum, but then, as Steve stopped thrusting his hips upwards and began to sag down into the sheets, she continued sucking.
Steve couldn’t believe it! Not only had his wife sucked him to completion and swallowed it all, but now she was working him up for another round. Brenda continued to grind her cunt into his face, and pussy juice continued to drip down onto him. As soon as he felt revived enough, it was time to start something different. He used his hands to lift Brenda up off his face and move her down his body; she complied by crawling down his torso and straddling his thighs. When she was positioned above his cock Brenda lowered herself onto his dick and sank down in a single smooth movement.
The effect on Steve Oliver’s cock was electrifying. Brenda’s pussy muscles were doing involuntary Kegel contractions as she bounced on him. Steve gasped in pleasure, and then reached out and snagged one of the pillows on the bed. He rubbed it across his face, wiping the girl cum off, and then flipped it over and slipped it under his head. That propped him up enough so that he could enjoy the sight of his wife’s perfectly shaped ass bouncing on his crotch. His cock seemed to shine wetly as her juices flowed down his shaft and onto his balls. Even better, he could see her little brown rosebud puckering open and close. He reached down to support and guide her butt cheeks as they rose up and down. The only thing his wife had ever refused him was when he wanted to put his cock into that rosebud, to ream her asshole and enjoy her rear fully. He rubbed her rear end in happy frustration, and even slipped a finger down the crack of her ass, caressing her sphincter with just the lightest of touches.
The result was more than either of them had ever experienced. Brenda gasped and slammed herself down on the cock in her pussy, burying it as her cunt contracted spasmodically about it. Despite his earlier cum, Steve began spewing again, his jism spurting in powerful jets up into her, even as she moaned in relief and pleasure.
Brenda remained in that position until her husband’s cock began to soften and slip out of her. Then she twisted and slid off and collapsed onto the bed next to him. She snuggled up against him, and their nap converted to a real nap.
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