Loco for Cancun! (Ch. 02)

Chapter 2

After watching my lady wearing her cheeky skirt and sucking off one of my best friends at a busy airport, it would be a wonderful thing if I could say the flight from Los Angeles to Cancun was just as exciting and sexy as that, it wasn't. Basically Coco complained the whole time that she was cold, so she spent most of the flight sleeping inside a cocoon of airline blankets and her jacket.

Once we finally arrived in Mexico, we had to go through customs. Everything was going smoothly until they decided to go through my bag. I just knew they'd find my TCH gummies, but since I hid them inside a bottle of sleep gummies, they ignored them.

We found our shuttle bus and hopped in with a bunch of other tourists, mostly couples.

Once we arrived and checked into our room, we unpacked. It was a decent room, facing the beach and the ocean with a nice large balcony. It was pretty private except for the fact that anyone on the beachfront or boardwalk could see in, but no one from the rooms adjacent to us could peer in.

I threw on a tank top and beach shorts. Coco decided to immediately put on her "string only" bikini and test it out. It was a pink bikini made only out of the string part of a bikini. I gave her money to order it online, but I never got to see her wearing it. There were openings to show off her breasts and a triangle around the nipples and openings to show off her the tattoo right above her pussy.

Since this was going to be our first outing at the resort, she put on a sarong that covered her lower body, but her beasts were showing for all to see, framed with the bikini strings. We both popped a gummy and headed out to sightsee the resort and of course find the bar.

The resort was buzzing with activities, people headed off for boat trips, water sports and touring as well as a large amount of resort employees and groundskeepers. After taking a few photographs, we found the pool area.

They had three swimming pools, at one of the pools there was some sort of game going on with a Mexican man talking loudly on a microphone, the other had people playing pool volley ball and the pool off to the side had a swim-up bar.

I noticed a few scantily clad women wearing micro bikinis and two women walking topless on the beach. It was an adult only, all-inclusive resort, but definitely not a swinger's resort.

In my biased opinion, Coco had the hottest body so far at the entire resort. She removed her sarong, exposing her beautiful body to the sunlight.

We both climbed into the pool and waded in the warm water. It wasn't that crowded as we made our way over to the bar.

We ordered a couple of frozen margaritas and took a moment to take in the beauty of the day while we sipped on the cocktails. I'm not a fan of tequila or sweet drinks, but I went along with having at least one.

I was given the task to go find two empty beach chairs and umbrella on the beach. After milling about for a few minutes, I found two empty chairs and an umbrella for shade not too far away from the boardwalk, but close enough to the surf to enjoy the water.

I took off my tank top and laid it on the chair, put my flip flops on each the chairs, grabbed a couple of towels, laid them down as well to let folks know these chairs were taken. Then I dashed across the hot sand back to the boardwalk and headed back to the pool to get Coco.

When I returned to the pool area I witnessed Coco sitting on the edge of the pool sipping a drink with her feet in the water as a tanned, muscular guy waded in front of her chatting her up.

I walked over to a different bar and watched them from a distance as she showed off her barely-there bikini in front of the guy as well as the other people who happened to get a glance at her string-only bikini.

At that moment two topless women wearing G-strings walked past me on their way to the bar. That's when I laughed and thought to myself, Coco might be overdressed. I ordered a vodka mule from the bartender.

I could tell Coco was drunk as she laughed, slipped into the pool and started playfully splashing water at the man in front of her. I decided, I better intervene before things got out of hand.

I walked over and interrupted them by introducing myself. He introduced himself as well as Rufus. He was a cool-looking British gentleman on vacation with a group of other Brits.

"I love your accent", Coco blurted out as she reached for my cocktail.

"It's not tequila", I told her as she sipped from my glass of vodka.

I let her know that I was holding some beach chairs on the beach and we better go grab them before someone else takes them. I took Coco by the hand and helped her out of the pool, revealing her glistening body to the golden sun.

"I'll see you around," Rufus said, his British accent, thick as his gaze lingered on her hourglass figure.

Coco grabbed a towel and sauntered with me over to the bar to get a frozen margarita. The icy drinks were a blessing against the thick, heavy air, but they couldn't compete with the way Coco stole every glance around us.

I loved watching the way she moved, knowing exactly the kind of attention she was drawing in her barely-there bikini. I'd already seen two women go completely topless earlier, but somehow Coco's string-only number was even more intoxicating -- leaving just enough to the imagination to make it absolutely maddening.

After making our way over to the sand, we climbed onto our beach chairs and soaked in the sun, listening to the music coming from the speakers on the beachfront. Coco immediately took off her bikini top and asked me to put some sunblock on her. And of course, we forgot it in the room, so I told her to hold tight while I go retrieve it.

I grabbed my shirt and hustled my way back to the room. I didn't realize how far we walked and the alcohol in my system wasn't helping me move any faster.

Back at the room, I peeled off my clothes and jumped into the shower, the cool water prickling my sun-warmed skin. I didn't stay under long -- just enough to rinse away the salt and sweat -- but when I stepped out, I felt like a live wire. I slipped into a fresh tank top and shorts, grabbed the sunscreen and headed back outside.

The late afternoon sun wrapped around me like a heavy, golden blanket as I made my way down the path toward the beach. The low hum of music and the splash of waves set the scene, but it was the sight of Coco -- from a distance, laughing with someone new -- that made my pulse quicken.

As I approached, I saw it was Rufus sitting beside Coco, his hands moving slowly as he rubbed sunscreen over her back while she lay on her stomach. From where I stood, I couldn't help but watch as his fingers lingered on her skin, my gaze fixated on the intimate touch he shared with her as he now seemingly massaging her ample ass cheeks with his bare hands.

Jealousy didn't even cross my mind as I watched the spectacle unfold, the rush of knowing she always holds the reins, effortlessly drawing in new prey to play with.

I meandered in the near distance, blending in with the other beachgoers and hotel staff as I watched like a voyeur.

A few moments passed. I caught the eye of a resort worker and I asked him to bring three drinks over to where Coco and Rufus were stationed. I requested a vodka mule for myself, and then I sauntered toward the beach, tiptoeing across the hot sand.

As I got closer I saw that he was primarily focused on her ass cheeks with the lotion.

"Looks like you beat me to it," I said, my voice cutting through the hum of the music and the rhythmic crash of the waves, a teasing grin playing on my lips as they both looked up in my direction.

"Hey, mate! Hope you don't mind," Rufus blurted, a mischievous smile dancing on his lips. "I didn't want her to get burnt on her first day here." He leaned back, eyes glinting, waiting to see how I'd respond, the tension of the moment hanging in the air.

"It's all good", I responded, noticing that his dick was straining against the fabric of his shorts. "I got a back-up bottle", I continued as I held up the coconut-scented sunblock.

I spotted an empty chair just a few feet away, but Rufus was still working lotion into her legs. I moved quickly, sprinting across the warm sand, ready to drag it over. But before I could reach it, a hotel worker stepped in and gently stopped me. "That one's taken," he said, with a polite smile. "I'll bring an extra one over for you right away."

By the time I turned back, another hotel staff member was walking up with the drinks on a tray. As I made my way over, Coco rolled onto her side, reaching for her cocktail. Without hesitation, she took a long sip and I'm sure the cool liquid offered some relief from the relentless heat of the sun.

Coco, lounging comfortably topless, turned to me with a playful glint in her eye. "So, how's my tan looking?" she asked, her voice casual yet curious.

"You look great," I said, giving her a quick smile before grabbing my drink. I clinked glasses with Rufus.

Just then the resort worker brought over an additional beach chair and set it up on the other side of Coco's chair.

Coco grinned mischievously as she tugged at the bikini string, letting it slide off the curve of her hip. "I don't want any tan lines," she declared, a twinkle in her eye. "Can I go nude?" she asked innocently, her voice laced with playful curiosity.

The resort worker, a young guy with a relaxed vibe, leaned in slightly, his smile widening. "Well, technically, we only have topless," he said in broken English. "But... over there by the boats it's more private if that's what you're after. I'll bring your drinks and chairs over".

The sun scorched the sand beneath our feet as Rufus, Coco, and I trudged toward the quieter stretch of beach by the yachts. Coco winced as the hot sand burned her feet.

Rufus, trying to be a gentleman, swept her up into his arms with a grin. "Allow me," he said smoothly, his muscles flexing as he carried her effortlessly.

Coco laughed, her arms draping lazily around his neck. "Please don't drop me", she teased, as she was slick and slippery, coated with sunscreen lotion.

I followed behind them, holding my drink, hers as well as the string bikini and sunscreen. It was impossible to ignore the electric tension between them as Rufus walked, her body pressed against his, heading toward the secluded, beachfront by the yachts. Behind me as we trudged across the sand, the two resort workers carried 3 chairs, the umbrella and Rufus' drink.

Rufus stopped on the beach near a few large rocks, right near a bunch of tall, swaying palm trees. The docks were buzzing with a few folks, but it was definitely quieter than the beach chaos. Rufus cradled Coco in his arms, keeping her comfy and off the sizzling sand while two resort workers scrambled to set up chairs and an umbrella like they were in a race.

Eventually she slid off of him and stood in the sand as I handed her the cocktail she was sipping on. Without notice Coco untied her bikini bottom and slipped it off. She was now completely naked in front all of us. I was in heaven as I gazed at her smooth pussy in the hot sun. The two workers smiled and walked away.

We stretched out on the beach chairs, the sun warm on our skin. Sipping our cocktails watching a yacht pull away from the dock. None of us said a word--we just watched. It felt good to just let it all sink in.

Just as the moment was starting to melt into something dreamlike, we spotted two elderly, pot-bellied men, pale as moonlight and unapologetically nude, strolling casually across the sand like they owned the place.

The contrast was almost surreal. That's when it hit me--this had to be the unofficial clothing-optional part of the beach. I couldn't help but laugh under my breath. Welcome to vacation mode--where the rules blur, and the views get a little more... revealing.

"I want to get in the water," Coco blurted out as she slid out of her beach chair in one fluid motion, her skin glistening under the sun, slick with a mix of coconut-scented lotion and the slow sheen of sweat. She knew all eyes were on her and didn't mind one bit. She turned back to us with a playful grin. "Who wants to come with?"

Rufus raised his hand with boyish glee, already halfway to his feet like he'd been waiting for an excuse to follow her.

I gave them a lazy wave, motioning for them to go on without me. "I'll catch up," I said, sinking deeper into my chair.

Truth was, I wasn't quite ready to get in the water--not yet. Part of me just wanted to stay back and watch and see what Coco was really up to. She had a way of turning even the simplest moments into something you couldn't look away from.

Just then, Coco took off, breaking into a run across the hot sand, her laugh trailing behind her like music. Rufus jogged after her, already lagging behind. When she reached the edge of the surf, she didn't hesitate--just launched herself forward and dove in, disappearing beneath the surface with a clean, graceful splash.

I sat back and watched as Rufus and Coco splashed around in the surf. They laughed, playful and careless, the kind of energy that felt light at first--innocent, even. But then it started to shift. Slowly. Subtly. The way Rufus moved in closer, how Coco didn't back away. His hands lingered a little longer when he touched her, and she didn't seem to mind.

At one point, she ducked under the water and popped up behind him, wrapping her arms around his shoulders, her perky breasts pressed tight against his back. He turned to face her, and their bodies stayed close, just a little too close for it to be just playful now.

I watched, not moving, not saying a word and sipping my drink. It was still fun--but now it felt like something else was building.

Suddenly Coco moved in front of Rufus, reached down and fished out his cock from the top his shorts. With his large cock now in her hand, she began to stroke it as the ever-splashing waves obscured my view.

Rufus, grinning, reached down and pulled off his shorts, tossing them over his shoulder without a second thought. Coco's eyes lit up as she grabbed them, twirling them around like she'd just won a prize.

Then, without warning, she turned and sprinted out of the water, her laughter echoing across the beach. The sound was light, almost cute, but there was an undeniable edge to it--she was definitely very tipsy.

Soaking wet and giggling, Coco reached the chairs and laid down on her back, legs spread, absorbing the sun, exposing her pretty pussy to the elements. Rufus slowly walked up towards us, soaking wet, but still hard from all the attention she was giving him.

"Oh my Gawd! Do you see that?" Coco burst out, her voice teasing as she pointed at Rufus, her eyes fixed on his dick. "What's that--ten inches?" she joked, her tone playful and full of mischief. "It's so beautiful!" She continued with a juicy smile on her face.

Rufus froze for a moment, and then cracked a smile, trying to act unfazed as he posed with his hands on his hips like superman with his dick standing at attention.

"Honey, may I?" Coco asked with a teasing smile, her eyes glinting with mischief.

She leaned in closer as he stood before in front of her chair with her lips just inches from Rufus's dick as she placed a hand lightly on his chest. Without waiting for a response, she kissed the head softly with her soft, warm and inviting lips.

The kiss lingered for a moment longer than expected, sweet but with an undeniable heat behind it. Rufus seemed a bit taken aback, but the way he melted into it told a different story.

I already knew where this was going. My mind was spinning, racing with thoughts, torn between two options. Should we head to the room, escape to somewhere private, where things could unfold without anyone watching? Or should we stay here, play this out in the open, let the heat build in front of everyone? It felt like the world had slowed down, leaving me with only the question: do we stay or do we go?

Too late, Coco wrapped her delicious lips around his bulbous cock head and started sucking like it was a popsicle. Rufus moaned loudly as she grabbed the shaft and started stroking it, putting on a show for my pleasure as well as hers.

Within a few minutes Rufus tensed up and seemed to be on the road to a major climax. Coco's attention to his dick seemed to get more focused and intense as he started to breathe louder with more intensity.

Within seconds Rufus started to cum, shooting his load into Coco's inviting mouth. I watched as she swallowed in tune with him as he thrust his huge dick down her throat.

After a few moments, it was over, but Coco continued sucking his dick, draining and cleaning his dick off of any trace of his cum.

"Delicious", Coco blurted out as she finished off all of his cream.

Rufus got himself together after his orgasm, putting on his shorts. After that, we all made small talk. We found out he was married and was here with some buddies from school for a Bachelor weekend party.

Suddenly Coco remembered she left her sarong by the pool and asked if I would go get it for her. I said yes and trudged my way back to the resort's pool area.

.... to be continued.