Holiday (closed for DavidAnders)

[BethJones]

For months Laura had been nagging her older sister to come and visit. After leaving home at 18, Bella had moved to the UK leaving her family behind in Africa. Due to the cost of flights, this would be her first visit back home in years. As Laura was getting married this seemed the perfect opportunity to return.

The hot humid air almost stifled Bella as she stepped off the plane, the long flight exhausting enough without the heat. Eventually she made her way through customs to be greeted by Laura and her fiancé Matt. It was a long journey from the airport to their home along many bumpy roads. Eventually they pulled up at the complex and drove up to their house. It was modestly sized, with a small pool out the back.

The couple showed Bella her room and left her to settle.

 

[DavidAnders]

Matt had been looking forward to the visit from Bella from the moment Laura said she would be coming, and had told his bride-to-be as much...but he'd never told Laura the full reason. The truth of the matter was, though he would never admit to it, Matt had been attracted to Bella for quite some time, thanks to pictures he had seen. She was a beautiful young woman and he could only imagine how much better she would look in person.

He wasn't disappointed.

It had been a struggle not to stare when she got off the plane and came towards them...and when she hugged him, her breasts pressing at his chest, Matt all but died. If Bella had felt his growing arousal throb against her thigh, she gave no sign of it. On the drive home, his eyes went to the rear view mirror often, sneaking glimpses of her in the backseat. Again, he fought to control himself, lest Laura should catch him looking; She had always been the jealous type, one of the bad habits he could look past unless Laura was truly on a roll.

Once they were back at the house and Bella was settled, Matt excused himself to go take a quick shower before dinner. Shutting the bathroom door and locking it, he took his secret prize from his wallet; A picture he had stolen some months back out of Laura's collection. It showed Bella, no more than 17 or 18 at the time, standing in the ocean up to her knees, wearing a black bikini that only barely kept her curves from popping free. As he undressed, he looked at it, his cock swelling to full hardness. By the time he stepped under the warm spray of the shower, his shaft twitched with need for release...release which his hand brought out, imagining Bella's lips wrapped tight around his cock, until he exploded in spurts down her imagined throat.

 

[BethJones]

Bella made her call home making sure John knew she had arrived safely. After her call Bella slipped out of her clothes, choosing a light flowing dress which offered some relief from the heat. Bella knew that the hot African air always affected her body, it somehow aroused her.

As Bella had grown up, she had enjoyed her fair share of men out here, the heat had made her horny in her late teens leading to her developing quite an active sex life. It was strange to be back here, strange to be feeling aroused like this. She wondered if any of her old flames were still in the area, wondered if she could rekindle a few romances for a couple of holiday flings.

Bella was an atractive woman, standing 5'3, with bleached shoulder length hair. her brown eyes had a rare sparkle that could melt a guy in seconds. She had a slim figure with beautiful full breasts and although she hated it, a perfect round bum.

Her only problem was the simple fact wandering around Africa as a single female would leave her vulnerable, if she was to meet up it would mean meeting at Matt and Laura's place. A small obstacle that she would have to overcome. She hoped that as part of the wedding celebrations a chance would arise for her to get what she needed. For now at least her desires would have to wait.

"Dinner's ready," Laura called from the kitchen. Bella made her way from her bedroom to the kitchen. As she passed the bathroom she thought she heard the grunts of Matt. Shrugging it off as an overactive imagination, she took her seat at the table awaiting the culinary delight Laura had made.

 

[DavidAnders]

Matt came out of the shower feeling clean and refresh, and for the moment at least, sexually satisfied. Not as much as he'd have been had Bella been in the shower with him to actually take part in his fantasy of her...but it would have to do. Sadly, his shower time masturbation had been the only way he'd been making do since the engagement, Laura having decided that by waiting, their honeymoon night would be that much more special. Personally, Matt thought by waiting, he'd be so pent up that the honeymoon would last ten seconds before he came in his tux.

As he dried off, Matt looked at himself in the mirror. At 6'2", with dark hair that never stayed combed for long, brown eyes, and wire rimmed glasses, he'd been told his looks had a certain appeal that he could never manage to see, but wouldn't argue with those who claimed to. His body wasn't as toned as he might like, but nor was he out of shape, being lean and wirey, and just the slightest bit tanned; Working in the produce company that had been with his family for generations put him outdoors regularly.

As he heard Laura calling everyone to dinner, Matt had just finished changing into beige slacks and a white polo shirt, tucking away the picture of Bella and going to the table. He made a point to sit himself between the two sisters, wanting to be near to Bella but not so stupid as to not also be near Laura.

Dinner was a truly perfect honey glazed ham, far bigger than the three of them really needed. Matt sat in relative silence as Bella and Laura caught up, a twinge of jealousy hitting him as the younger woman mentioned a man named John, and then Laura launched into talk about the wedding plans. As he ate, smiling and nodding in the appropriate places and adding a sentence or two, Matt's eyes lingered over Bella's breasts. He couldn't help it, and simply tried his best to remain discrete. However, not discrete enough it seemed, as he felt Laura smack the side of his leg under the table.

"So, Bella...will you be staying on a while, after the wedding? I hope you won't have to hurry back too quickly; I know how much Laura's been missing you...she talks about you all the time."

"Though she never mentioned your lovely little ass in all this time" Matt thought. "Just perfect for spanking"

 

[BethJones]

The meal was perfect. The small talk about the wedding didn't really interest Bella, the thought of getting married repulsed her. bella was happy with John, but happy as a couple with no formal attachment. The idea of honouring and obeying a man she felt was outdated.

"As long as I'm not intruding..." Bella began in response to Matt's question "... I have a few people I'd like to catch up with. And there is so much I haven't seen, but I know as newlyweds you probably won't want me in the way."

The trio talked at the dinner table for a good few hours before Bella excused herself, the travelling and heat finally catching up with her. Bella retired to her bedroom and striped down to her white thong, choosing to sleep almost naked in an attempt to overcome the heat.

The white sheet felt light and cool as she pulled it up over her, it didn't take long for her to drift off into a deep sleep.

The warm sunlight bathed her body, signalling time to wake. Bella blinked, already the temperature inside the house was higher than she would like. Her body tingled. Hot places always had ths effect on her. It was a shame John hadn't been able to come with her, he would have taken good care of the needs she had.

Bella slipped on a loose fitting tshirt and a pair of lightwaight sandals, she left her room, heading for the kitchen. The house was unusually quiet as she looked around. Finding her sisters computer she settled with a glass of sparkling water to look at her emails and to check on her facebook.

 

[DavidAnders]

The following morning found Matt waking up from fitful sleep, alone in the bed he and Laura shared. This came as little surprise to him, as a result of two factors. For one, Laura had to be into work early that day so that she could handle a little bit of wedding business late in the afternoon, into the evening. Secondly, after the 'discussion' (Laura's word, not his) the previous night, she would want time to cool off without having to see him just now.

He had been caught looking at Bella over dinner...he had seen it as admiring her figure, Laura had termed it 'eye-humping my sister'...and they had both gone to sleep a bit upset with the other. Laura should've known Matt would never actually do anything with Bella; It was hardly the first time he had been caught looking at a woman. But she felt that this was different, as Bella was family, and was staying under their roof for a time. And..., Matt thought to himself at the time, Bella has a nicer body than any of those other women did. Therefore, all in all, Bella was more inappropriate than some random woman on the street.

Passing the study on the way to the kitchen, Matt noticed Bella at the computer out of the corner of his eye. From the doorway, he had a view of her from her right side, and from the look of her bare leg and the portion of her hip he could see, she had only a pair of panties from the waist down...possibly not even that. Matt could feel himself growing harder within his cotton pajama pants, causing them to tent outward. He hurried along to the kitchen, fixing himself toast and a mix of orange and pineapple juices, letting his excitement diminish.

Or so he had hoped, but it was not to be. By the time his breakfast was assembled, his cock was still at full attention. It was at that moment he remembered the camera he and Laura had set up some weeks ago, when Laura's jade necklace had gone missing and suspicion fell upon the weekly cleaning service. The nacklace had, thankfully, turned up days later, having fallen behind the computer desk, but the cameras were still in place, and could be accessed from their bedroom. Matt returned there with plate in one hand, glass in the other, and an erection which would very likely be in hand soon.

Bringing up the video feed, he brought it around to watch Bella's ass, happy to find it was almost directly behind her back on one of the bookshelves. Sadly, the image was black and white, not vivid color, but all the same, Matt had a good enough view to see Bella was wearing a thong beneath her shirt. His already well established lust for her backside went up yet another notch. She leaned forward, her shirt lifting slightly higher, and Matt realized she must either be reading something on screen, or typing, and he shifted the camera up to see the screen. Sure enough, she appeared to be in conversation with someone via Skype. The b&w color scheme of the camera made it difficult to make out the screen name, but the text itself was clear.

Bella - No, I can't get into voice; I'm at my sister's place with her fiance, I don't want them hearing
Unknown - Understandable. But they've got a camera, don't they?

Matt jumped as he read this, fearing that somehow he had been caught spying. However, it quickly dawned on him this man (or woman, for all he knew) meant on the computer. He continued reading.

Bella - Sure. But again, I can't show you much, and risk them seeing me

As he watched, Bella got the camera running on the computer, and tipped it down towards her ample chest, shaking her tits for her companion to see. Matt was disappointed he wasn't getting a full view of that, but no matter. What he could see was more than he was expecting anyway.

Unknown - Oh my...better than I remember; The UK's been good to you. Maybe we can meet up later, and I can get a closer look?
Bella - My thoughts exactly. I can be out to your place by noon, once I get dressed and freshen up a little bit for you...looking forward to it. You remember what the heat does to me, I'm sure

Matt killed the security camera feed there. He needed to think now, how best he could use this information, if he was able to use it at all. It was obvious Bella was looking to get herself laid, and he could guess by her last comment that the heat got her a bit turned on. He also ventured a guess that the mystery man was not the same John that Bella had mentioned to Laura once or twice.

As he ate his breakfast and plotted, Matt made the decision not to take his stiff problem in hand after all. With luck, Bella might be doing that for him by the end of the day.

 

[BethJones]

As Bella sipped her water she clicked through the pages. Through her face book status updates she had kept everyone informed on her imminent arrival in Africa. As she looked through her messages her eyes fell on one in particular. Mark had emailed, Mark was roughly ten years older than Bella that showed most of all in the bedroom. He knew how to satisfy, before moving to the UK Bella had enjoyed many orgasms at his hands.

Feeling more aroused by the fact he had contacted her she logged into her skype account. To her surprise he had responded almost immediately to her initial “Hi”. Mark was the Chief Executive at a small company; despite being small he took home a handsome salary and chose when to work. The last time they had seen each other was 3 years ago in the UK, Mark was over on business and couldn’t help but look Bella up. Despite both of them being in stable relationships neither could resist the pleasure they bought each other.

This morning Mark was working just as quickly, it didn’t take him long to get a glimpse of her and soon enough she had her round boobs out for him. The conversation ended leaving Bella a little hot under the collar. Noon wouldn’t come quick enough. Bella logged out of her skype and face book, slipped her t-shirt back on and headed to her room to arrange some clothes for her afternoon fun.

Mark had offered to collect her, which made arrangements a little easier, but didn’t give her a lot of time. Bella found the bathroom and began to run the shower. As she slipped under the warm water she began to lather her body with the sweet smelling soap. Next she took out her razor, making sure her legs were silky smooth before turning her attention to her thin covering of pubic hair. Slowly she ran the razor over her lips, removing the faintest trace of hair, before neatly tidying her small patch.

The warm water running over her freshly shaved pussy made her ache. She couldn’t wait for Mark to pick her up. Bella towelled off and slipped on her white thong, followed by a white lacy bra. Bella then stood for a while debating what to slip on next, she finally chose a knee length white summer dress.