Getting Married Set Me Free Pt, 14

Getting Married Set Me Free – Our Second Honeymoon

by Vanessa Evans

Part 4

I woke with the usual feeling in my pussy.

“Morning lover. Keep going please.” I said as I lifted my upper leg a little higher.

Dylan’s hand came over me, gently squeezed one of my nipples then descended down to my clit where he gently rubbed until I told him that I was about to cum.

The waves of pleasure disappearing, I turned over and scooted down the bed until I could taste my own juices on his cock which I sucked until I could taste his juices filling my mouth.

After I’d swallowed all of it that I could I said,

“Hmm, your jizz makes an excellent breakfast starter lover.”

“Always pleased to serve you my special breakfast starter my lady. Hey, shall we go and see if we can get some main course breakfast before the hoards of conference people hit the restaurant.”

“Good idea my man, then afterwards you can service me properly in the shower.”

“Yes my lady.” Dylan replied.

We laughed then started to put some clothes on. I decided to be a bit daring and put on a halter top that is so small that it barely covers my tits, and one of my picture of my pussy G-strings.

As we passed one of the lifts on our way to the restaurant, a youngish man got out of the lift and stared at me. Then as we walked he said,

“I didn’t know that you could go to breakfast bottomless here.”

I stopped, turned to face him, put my right hand down the front of my G-string and pulled it forwards saying,

“I’m not bottomless, I’m wearing a G-string, look.”

The guy did, then burst out laughing before saying,

“Sorry, my mistake, where did you get that G-string? I’ll have to get one for my girlfriend.”

I started to tell him about Bethany’s shop but the guy stopped me saying that he came from Manchester and rarely got down to London.



“You could try Bethany’s website.” I replied and gave him the web address.

“Thanks,” the guy said just before we went in different directions in the restaurant.

I got some puzzled and amused looks from the people already there who looked up as we passed them but I ignored them and Dylan and I found an empty table.

I got another couple of puzzled looks when we left and as we walked back to the bungalow we decided that we were going to have another day on the beach but with some snorkelling. We wanted to try fucking completely underwater.

As I was getting a new bottle of sunblock out out our suitcase I came a cross a new camera that Dylan had bought, a GoPro waterproof one. I had completely forgotten that Dylan had bought that camera and the fact that it was still in the suitcase told me that Dylan had forgotten about it too.

“Hey Dylan,” I said, “shall we take your new camera to the beach with us, maybe video some underwater fun?”

“Sugar, I’d forgotten about that, my mind has been on your getting my hands on your sexy body ever since we got here. Yes, bring it I want to video your spread pussy underwater.”

We only just managed to get to the last 2 free sun loungers before someone else did and we soon went through our routine of covering each other in sunblock, Dylan again making me cum as he rubbed the cream on my pussy.

There was a lot more people on the beach that day but hardly any of the mainly women took any notice of the totally naked young woman sunbathing with her legs spread wide.



After we’d finished the drinks that a waiter had brought us we decided to go for a swim, me totally naked and Dylan wearing his swimming shorts that he’d decided to wear because he was sure that at some point during the day he’d get a boner and he didn’t want to risk offending any of the older women that were on the beach.

Anyway, we grabbed our masks, snorkels, flippers and the GoPro and wadded out into the warm sea. I t wasn’t long before we were treading water just below the surface, facing each other and fondling each other’s bodies. Dylan finger fucking me underwater was a familiar feeling but at the same time different. I closed my eyes and it felt even more different but at the same time sort of more erotic. I guessed that it was because my whole body was underwater and my eyes were closed.

I was getting quite aroused but when Dylan pulled his fingers out of me I opened my eyes and saw that he was pointing the GoPro at my pussy. I doubt that he would have seen my smile but he certainly felt my hand as I put one inside his swimming shorts and gave his hard cock a quick wank.

With my other hand I indicated that I wanted his cock inside me and he instantly got the message.

We tried various ways of making it happen but the only way that we could get to work was with my back to him and my butt down at his cock height. Only my snorkel was out of the water as Dylan fucked me doggy style with one of his hands holding onto my hip. I hoped that his other hand was holding the GoPro.

I orgasmed with that strange feeling of being submerged whilst it was happening. Dylan kept going until I felt him cum inside me.

Our bodies separated and floated to the surface and when Dylan took his snorkel out of his mouth he said,

“That was fun, I can’t wait until we can go scuba diving and try doing it lots of different ways.”

“Hmm, me too.” I replied.

“Shall we do a bit of exploring the seabed and look at the fish?” Dylan asked.

“Okay.” I replied and we put our snorkels back in our mouths as started doing what snorkels were probably invented for.

It was actually quite fascinating and I guess that we got carried away. I knew that we’d been exploring for quite a while but when we got to where we could stand in the seabed and have our heads out of the water I looked at the beach and said,

“Where are we Dylan, the hotel has gone.”

“No it hasn’t, it’s over there.” I looked where he was pointing and saw the hotel but we were along the coast quite a bit. The hotel is in its own bay with rocks at either end of the beach and we’d drifted passed one set of rocks and were in front of another beach, a long one. There was lots of people on that beach and from as far as I could see, none of them were naked.

“Hey, let’s swim and explore some more.” Dylan suggested.

Ignoring the fact that I was naked off what was obviously a clothed beach, we went under and explored some more. When we surfaced again I could see that we were even further along that beach. What’s more, I was getting tired, and I told Dylan.

“We’re going to have to have a bit of a rest on this beach then think about how we are going to get back. We could try swimming but it’s obvious that the current brought us down here and we’d have to fight it going back. Unless you can think of a better way Esther, it looks like we’re going to have to walk along the road. It should only take us 15 or 20 minutes.

“Err, I’ve no clothes on Dylan.”

“I know, you’re just going to have to walk back like you are. Not complaining are you?”

“Not unless we meet a copper.”

“Good, we have a plan, now let’s get out of the water and have a bit of a rest.”

We sat, then lay at the water’s edge and my knees were anything but closed. As we lay there holding hands, a few people walked by, some of them looking down on me. In spite of my lack of energy, seeing those men look down on my naked body was turning me on.

“If I had the energy Dylan, I’d roll over on top of you and ride you until we both came.”

“I’d like that Esther, maybe we should come here on our last day and do just that.”

“Tempting lover. Can you understand anything of what those people who look down on us are saying?”

“They’re probably saying that a beautiful mermaid has been washed ashore and that they want to display you to the whole of Mexico.”



“Very funny Dylan, but it is a nice idea and the thought is making me tingle and get all wet.”

“No one will be able to tell, the waves are lapping on you legs and pussy and washing your juices away.”

“I’d rather it was your tongue lapping on my pussy.”

“Me too. Have you got some energy back yet?”

“Yeah, I think that I’ll be okay if we take it slow.”

Dylan got to his feet and pulled me up onto mine. Then he picked up all the snorkelling gear in one hand and held one of mine with his other hand. As we walked up the beach I saw quite a few people stare at me and I heard a few comments that were obviously directed at me, but they were in Spanish.

“I think that this road will lead us to the hotel.” Dylan said as we started walking along the footpath at the side of the road.

There was a long line of parked cars that mostly hid us from the passing traffic but as we got out of the built-up area the parked cars ended and the passing vehicles got more frequent, a few beeping their horns.

“See,” Dylan said, “they like seeing my Little Mermaid.”

“Yeah right, I just hope that my legs don’t fuse together.”

“Bloody hell no, I need them spread wide just as soon as we get to our bungalow.”

“Can I have a bit of a nap first, then can you take one of those blue pills please Dylan?”

“For you lover, anything, but we might just miss tonight’s entertainment.”

“Who cares?”

We made it to the hotel about 10 minutes later and a handful of people in the lobby staring at the naked me as I walked in then out of the other side. One woman walking from the beach gave me a filthy look as we walked along the path to our bungalow where I lay on one of the loungers on the veranda with Dylan running around getting me water and putting the snorkel gear where we’d decided to keep it.

It didn’t take long for me to doze off, in full view of anyone walking along the path.

When I woke up Dylan had retrieved our towels from the beach and was about to order some room service. When he told me the last bit I said,

“Let’s leave the room service for a while, I have a huge itch that needs taking care of first.”

Our still salty bodies made love on the bed then in the shower before our stomach told us that they needed some proper food in them.

I was back laying on the lounger when a waiter arrived with our food and I got up to give the smiling waiter a tip whilst Dylan hid in the bathroom.

Dylan took one of the blue pills with his food and when we’d finished eating we went and lay on the bed relaxing and waiting for the pill to kick-in. Only I couldn’t wait and I sat up and started sucking Dylan’s cock until it rose to it’s magnificent glory.

We had a bit of a rest when we heard loud music coming from near the bar at the pool and I went, still totally naked, but it was dark outside by then, to see what the entertainment was. I stood at the side and watched as a MC announced that it was Karaoke night. I backed up and went back to the bungalow hoping that we weren’t going to get deafened as people murdered some good songs.

During another short break later on, Dylan ordered some more room service and I was riding him on the bed when it arrived. I could see the young waiter watching as I went up and down, impaled on Dylan’s cock, and when the food was all sorted the guy looked over to us.

“Sorry mate. I’m a little busy to get you a tip right now.”

“That’s okay madam, you’ve already been very generous with your tips.”

I wasn’t sure what he meant by that but I didn’t pursue the matter. The guy eventually left.

We had another break, although it wasn’t much of a break because I was sat on Dylan’s lap with his cock deep inside me, whilst we ate, then it was back to the bed where we went through every position that we could think of. At one point I asked,

“Dylan, sometime can we get a fucking machine that you can fix to the bottom of the bed in the Games Room so that you can tie me down, blindfold me and let the fucking machine fuck my brains out all day?”

“Aren’t I fucking you enough Esther?”

“You are being amazing Dylan, no girl could ask more from you, but there are days when you’re at work and my pussy needs fucking.”

“Wednesdays and Thursdays you mean?”

“Yes, you could strap me down and set the fucking machine going. Then by the time you get home after a day at work my needs will have been taken care of and we can fuck at a more leisurely pace.”



“I would have thought that being fucked by a machine for 8 or 9 hours non-stop would do more than take care of your needs Esther. There’s no way that I’m going to start a machine fucking you and then go to work. Tell you what, we’ll get a machine and set it fucking you on a Saturday morning then I can check on you every 15 minutes or so and see how it goes.”

“Okay, that’s a good start, then we can extend the time each week.”

“We’ll see, you may be unconscious after an hour or so.”

“I doubt that, but I’m happy to take it slowly. Hey, I’ve just had a thought, could we invite Tim over and get him to video some of the sessions for Bethany’s website?”

“I’m sure that we can arrange that Esther.” Dylan replied before we slowed down and eventually fell asleep.

*****

The next morning I woke up on my side with Dylan doing his usual.