THE EROTIC ADVENTURES OF LOUISE AND PETER - Part 1
THE TEASE
Summer in Cyprus is hot. Peter and Louise are enjoying a few days break at Governor’s Beach, staying in a studio apartment right by the sea. On the first evening, shortly after dinner, Peter’s telephone rings; it is Paul, his good friend from England, and he is asking if he can be collected from Paphos Airport the next day.‘I’m sorry, Paul’ Peter replies, ‘I am at Governor’s Beach with Louise for a few days’. ‘No matter’ says Paul, ‘I’ll get a taxi’. ‘Paul’, Peter says thoughtfully, ‘you can come and visit us, if you want. ‘Love to’. ‘How about Wednesday?’ ‘Perfect, I’ll arrive for lunch’.
After a lazy Tuesday on the beach, and dipping in the water, Louise and Peter return to the apartment to shower and change before looking for somewhere to eat; ideally a place with a sea view- not too hard to find. ‘You look lovely’ Peter whispers. ‘Thank you. Paul’s coming tomorrow; I hope he won’t find it boring’. ‘No way, it’ll be a laugh’. ‘And he’ll like you’. ‘I hope so’.
Wednesday dawned, as they have a habit of doing in the middle of every week. Louise sits on the balcony with a cup of tea, deep in thought. Peter comes from the shower without a care in the world, or a stitch on! ‘Are you trying to put me off my tea?’ she laughs. ‘Not at all, I thought you might need it stirred!’. There will be ample time for a couple of hours on the beach before Paul arrives, and in any case, he will need to phone for directions when he does.
Louise is nervously thinking of an exciting threesome experience, and Peter senses what is going through her head. ‘Stop thinking and see what happens’ he suggests. At a little after 12.15 Peter’s phone rings ‘Hi Paul’ says Peter, and then gives him directions. A chat over some lunch will be nice, they agree as the three of them meet up, seek and find a place that is reasonably quiet. They sit overlooking the sea. It is early, so not too many others are around yet. Drinks are ordered and menus perused. Light snacks are enough in the heat; it will be better to eat in the slightly cooler evening.
The conversation is flowing as easily as the Mediterranean Sea, and all are feeling relaxed. When Paul goes to find the men’s room, Louise leans over to Peter and quietly says ‘He’s had his hand on my thigh for the last ten minutes’. ‘Is that OK?’ ‘Yes, I like him’.
Paul sits back down. After a few moments Louise asks him ‘Don’t you like my thigh? You haven’t put your hand back on it!’. They all dissolve into laughter. They take a long slow walk along the beach, resting occasionally, sometimes paddling in the water, exchanging mildly suggestive comments turning the afternoon into a big fun tease. They have walked past a place that looks really nice and decide on it for dinner. ‘By the time we amble back to the apartment it will be time to get ready’ Peter ventured.
Whilst getting washed and dressed they perpetuate the tease by ensuring they all keep themselves covered, although only just! They all feel sure that clothes and inhibitions will disappear later, but nothing is said, because nothing needs to be said.
Louise is looking gorgeous, ‘good enough to eat’ thinks Peter. As they approach the restaurant, it is getting dark, and all the people are leaving the beach, which is rapidly becoming deserted. Dinner is good, and taken at a very leisurely pace. On the way back to the apartment Peter enquires ‘Who fancies grabbing a towel and going skinny dipping? We’ll have the beach to ourselves’ ‘I’m up for it’ says Paul, ‘come on Louise, let’s have some fun’. Half an hour later, on an empty moonlit stretch of sand, three small heaps of clothing appear and the naked trio link hands and walk gently into the warm sea. The touch of the water on their bodies feels wonderful. Louise stumbles, perhaps not accidentally, steadies herself by reaching out to the two men and making contact with their intimate parts. Now the defenses are well and truly down, as three bodies sensuously slide over each other, and hands are caressing all areas.
‘It’s getting late, Paul’ Louise observes. ‘Did you want to wait until the morning before leaving ‘she added taking a firm grip on his manhood. ‘I don’t think I have a choice, and don’t want one!’ he responds.
Back in the apartment Peter lights a few candles, and finds some soft music, to promote dancing and, therefore, the shedding of clothes once more. They know that they will soon all be on the bed, and Louise will be transported to another level with almost endless orgasms prior to ensuring both men cum, one in her pussy and one in her mouth, before drifting into a peaceful sleep.
The tease had lasted from lunchtime until late in the evening but the build up resulted in such satisfaction that it was worth every moment. What will happen in the morning when they awaken? That’s another story!
