The Pacific Vacation

Tahiti... it's a magical place! You may have heard this tagline of Tahiti tourism countless times. Even the TV series Agents of S. H. I. E. L. D had this phrase repeated in several episodes. To a great extend it is true. Sitting in the South Pacific, Tahiti is indeed a beautiful island nation and a much beloved destination for tourists.

The incident I am going to describe happened many years ago when I was dating a Delhi-based professional dancer named Debasmita who was really good at what she did and was an expert in the dance form Bharatnatyam. She was also the dance teacher of my cousin who was studying Bharatnatyam at that time. Anyway, when I met Debasmita for the first time during a dance competition event, I was quite impressed by her. She was relatively beautiful but also quite charming and amiable.

We hit it off from there. I sent her a follow request on Instagram and she followed me back. We also had exchanged phone numbers when we met. The only problem was that she was married. But that didn't deter me from pursuing her because her husband was quite old and possibly not in a physical situation to sexually satisfy her. And a beautiful lady like her deserved sufficient sexual pleasure and sensual fulfillment.

I kept arranging "dates" where I would meet her for a coffee at Connaught Place or a drink at any pub in Hauz Khas Village or Subash Nagar. Initially she thought my intentions were harmless as I just wanted to get to know her. It was during one cold rainy night that "it" happened between us. We were stranded in a hotel in the outskirts of Noida where she had a program and we weren't able to return due to public transports being cancelled owing to the heavy rain. We ended up sharing a suite at an expensive hotel. Although she didn't quite like my advances, she eventually gave in and we had an excellent sex. So we started dating in secret. Her old fart husband wasn't aware of any of this.

The fact that she used to do frequent foreign trips was going to be our cover to do secret vacations abroad. So this started as an elaborate plan. Whenever she was booked by some sponsor to go abroad for a dance program, I would get a visa and book tickets to go to the same country. We would meet up when she was free and would fuck each other's brains out. But the problem was that her dance troupe would be there with her most of the time. So sneaking out was a problem. We longed for a vacation time for ourselves.

Finally it happened. Debasmita told her husband that she wanted to get away for some time to let the steam out a little. It was not worth it if she kept on working. Even her foreign trips were work trips (with some fucking if I managed to be with her). Her husband pitched the idea of joining her but she refused. She told him that she wants to go alone and relax completely. He had no choice but agree. She was after all his trophy wife.

Our decision was to go to Tahiti. Far away from India and too remote giving us all the privacy we need. We planned so many "things" for our two week long vacation. Little did we know what was going to happen when we go there.

The resort we booked was the famous Intercontinental Resort and Spa which had amazing gazebos and swimming pools. Also they had arranged for us to do deep sea diving. It was quite tempting because of the beautiful and clear blue waters of that island. We were completely excited and when we reached our resort room, we didn't even shower but just removed our clothes and started screwing each other. It felt like we were a newly wedded couple. Her sexual frustration with her husband was quite evident in her appetite for sex. It was not easy to reach Tahiti and the long haul flight for over 30 hours didn't stop us from doing the nasty.

That day we spent pretty much eating and fucking in our room. The way she cuddled with me in the night showed that she was quite satisfied by my sexual prowess.

The next day morning we went out to jog on the beach. I was wearing a vest and shorts and she was wearing a crop top and shorts. As we jogged her boobs bounced and it was quite beautiful to watch. Many men, even other couples were staring at her boobs as they passed us.

As we jogged suddenly something strange happened. Opposite to us was someone jogging towards us in navy blue track pants and a dark yellow top. She had a hairband and had a wired earphone connected to her ears. It took me a few seconds to recognize who it was - my cousin Amrita!

She was the same cousin who was the student of Debasmita. We were both puzzled. What the hell was she doing here? Amrita however didn't communicate with us. As we stood there stunned, she passed us by just giving a smile and slight handwave. I looked at Debasmita. She was fuming. Our affair was supposed to be a secret but she suspected that I had told Amrita.

Without saying a word, we continued jogging. Back in our room, we showered and had breakfast. We made plans to go to the pool in the afternoon. Debasmita was excited but also slightly worried which showed in her face. Anyway, we went to the pool. She was wearing a black thong bikini and I was wearing a regular swim trunk. She hated thongs as it exposed too much but I told her that if she wants to date me she had to dress like a slut, at least in a foreign country. Her ass cheeks were jutting out with the panty string going right between them. She didn't like the idea of something rubbing against her asshole but she loved the attention her ass was getting.

There were other couples too at the pool and we were lucky enough to get the jacuzzi. The bubbling water perfectly hid what my hand was doing. It was sliding inside her bikini and stimulating her pussy. As she kissed and cuddled me, she was really enjoying the sensations.

It was at that time that Amrita appeared. She was wearing a bright yellow bikini. It was the first time I saw her in bikini. She again smiled at us and gave a slight handwave and just jumped into the pool. Debasmita turned and looked at me. The fury in her eyes was very clear. She didn't like Amrita's presence one bit. After all she used to be her student.

Despite all this, Amrita never really bothered to come near us or talk to us. that was quite strange compared to how she behaved back in India. Anyway, we were back in our room. Debasmita didn't want to speak to me and was not in a mood to be touched. So the sex of that evening and night were cancelled. "Thank you Ammu!", I thought sarcastically.

The next day was the deep sea diving event. We had to be instructed in the evening and we went to attend that. Luckily Amrita was nowhere to be seen. I was relieved and focused on the instructions. The next day morning after breakfast, the crew consisting of 6 members per boat set off to the diving spot a couple of kilometers away from the shore.

The ecstatic diving experience was beyond words. I felt like Hrithik Roshan in the film Zindagi Na Milegi Dobara. We went all the way down, saw fishes and corals and the like. It was unlike anything we had experienced before. We wanted to go again.

We asked the resort if we could join for another diving trip the next day. The manager agreed but told us that we had to pay extra because the crew for the next day have already been decided. We paid as requested.

Debasmita was in a happy mood again and we had a very cozy candlelight dinner at the restaurant. We had delicious wine and seafood. The waiters and waitresses were experts at wine pairing. That evening the love returned and I satisfied her vagina the way she wanted.

The deep sea diving was at a different spot the next day. As we dove deep, we came across a large stone. Around that stone were several corals and fishes. We were instructed not to touch anything without our diving instructor's approval as things could be poisonous. But as we were appreciating nature's beauty another diver just passed us and gave a handwave. It was obvious who it was! Seeing Amrita underwater was enough for Debasmita to be mood off. But she didn't want to ruin the diving trip.

Back at our room, Debasmita could not contain her anger. "What the hell is your cousin doing here? Did you invite her to our vacation?", she asked. I tried to assure her that I had no idea why Amrita was there. She was not buying it. "I thought our affair was a secret. I can't let my husband know. Yes, I love you but I also love him and don't want to lose him. Imagine what would happen if this leaked? Are you seriously telling me that you never divulged this information to your cousin?" I told her repeatedly that I didn't tell anyone anything and my cousin being at the resort was a coincidence.

The argument got to a heated level and Debasmita threw something at me. It was the guest's guidebook. There wasn't any injury but it hurt really bad. "Oh... I am so sorry...." Debasmita ran towards me but I pushed her away. "You need to calm down. I am going out for a drink", I told her. I left the room in my night robe.

At the bar I was sipping my third glass of whiskey. So much money was spent on this vacation and it was completely ruined now. I didn't know to whom I should direct my anger - Debasmita, Amrita or myself?

After my fourth whiskey glass, I went to the receptionist and asked in which room Amrita was staying. The receptionist was reluctant to give me the information but there was nothing a few dollar bills couldn't solve. I reached Amrita's room and knocked on the door.

She opened and smiled, "Hi Bhayya... what are you doing here?" I was slightly tipsy but asked, "The question is what the hell are you doing here? Did you come here to ruin my vacation? How on Earth did you know that I was dating Debasmita? Did you come here to spy on us?"

"Bhayya... you seem drunk. May be you should come later when you are sober," she said trying to close the door. "No!", I held the door open and told her that I need an answer right away because I am at the verge of breakup. She said, "Oh.... I am sorry. Why don't you come inside?" So I went in and sat on the chair beside the bed. She sat on the bed and asked me the details about my relation with Debasmita. I started describing the events starting from the first dance program where I met her all the way to the present day. She listened fascinated by how I managed all this. She knew that I had a crush on Debasmita but she didn't know that I had actually pursued her.

It was Ammu's turn now. She had to give a proper explanation of why she was there. Amrita told me that her boyfriend had planned a vacation with his friends to Mauritius and had asked her to join with them. But she hated his friends and was worried about her safety being alone in a boys gang. None of his friends had any girlfriends and she had seen how some of the guys leered at her.

Speaking of looking, Amrita was beautiful. She had facial looks resembling the porn star Callie Calypso although she was not that hot. Her ass was particularly similar to Callie. Many times when I masturbated fantasizing about Amrita, I had used Callie Calypso for proper visualization. It worked every time. Yeah, I know! Sexualizing cousins is considered taboo but think about it - we had been fucking our cousins for thousands of years before modern genetics was discovered. And for the most part of history, it fit society quite well.

Anyway, she told her boyfriend clearly that she wouldn't join him to Mauritius if his friends were going to be there. So that jerk told her to go and find her own vacation as he won't pay a single penny. This prompted her to book a vacation in Tahiti. We had both watched Agents of S. H. I. E. L. D and therefore were aware of the tourism tagline, "Tahiti... it's a magical place!".

Her presence at the resort was purely coincidental and she apologized for her being the cause of rift between me and Debasmita. Even she was surprised to see us both at the reception when we stepped into the resort. She just didn't want to disturb us. I said it's okay and she offered me a drink. The whiskey I had drunk before had mostly withered away. So I agreed to have a beer. She took two bottles of Asahi from her fridge and gave one to me and we sat there sipping.

As I was now calm I told her that it was the first time I saw her in bikini. She chuckled and said that because her family is quite conservative, she had to sneak out with her friends and go on trips to wear bikini. Even then she used to tell her friends not to click her pics in bikini and post on social media as uncle and aunty might see it. I smiled and said she looked absolutely gorgeous in bikini and that she should wear it more often.

"Really?" she was giddy and excited. "I brought several bikinis for this trip. Do you want to see it?" she asked. I laughed and asked, "You mean like a fashion show? You will wear each bikini and walk in front of me and I should sit here and give marks for each?" Amrita looked at me and said, "You know what bhayya... it's not such a bad idea! Let me go change and come!". She gave me another beer and turned on the music and went to the bathroom to change. I watched her beautiful ass as she walked away.

Debasmita had come out of the room looking for me. She asked if anybody had seen me. By the description she gave about me, someone told her that they saw me going to the bar. So she went there but couldn't find me. She thought of having a drink as well. As she was getting drunk at the bar, I was preparing in Ammu's room to watch her bikini show.

As the music progressed, Amrita came with her first bikini. It was the same yellow bikini that she wore at the pool the other day. "I hope you remember this one," she said. She walked towards me in a cat walk like a model and posed in front of me leftward and rightward just like a professional model. She was studying fashion design at college, so it was obvious that she knew how to pose. I had seen her make models pose on social media.

As she posed, her attractive dusky skin was quite apparent. It was the first time I saw her skin this close. Her cleavage, her belly button and her camel toe were all visible for my hungry eyes. But I decided to play it cool instead of drooling. She then turned around and posed again, this time giving me a good view of her ass although it was inside the panty. She then walked away and I salivated at the movement of her ass cheeks.

Few minutes later she came with a purple thong bikini. She repeated the same thing. Walked up to me and posed and gave me seductive smiles, then turned around and walked away. The string was between her ass and her ass cheeks were fully visible now. The way they bounced was too much for me to handle. She knew that I was playing it cool and probably wanted to tease me more.

The third bikini was a red one. But as she walked towards me I realized that it was a see-through bikini. I could see her breast, her nipples and her pussy through the fabric. I could no longer play it cool. I had an instant hard on. She then turned around and posed showing me her ass, which too was visible through the fabric. Now instead of walking away, she turned and bent over to me exposing her cleavage and said, "Looks like you are really enjoying the view bhayya....", she said looking at my hard on pushing out of my night robe. Since I had no underwear under the night robe, my penis was showing. She pulled the string of my night robe and opened it letting my penis stand free and said, "You can enjoy a little if you want. It's the least I can do to keep you entertained in this tough life situation." Then she walked away to the bathroom.

I knew what she meant and I started stroking my penis thinking about her. Unknown to both of us Debasmita was getting really drunk at the bar. She was buying shots after shots of tequila. After a while Ammu said, "How is this bikini bhayya?" I opened my eyes. It was a regular black bikini. Apparently she wanted to mix it up a little and I was fine with that.

She came up to me and posed as usual and smiled when she saw me stroking my penis. "Someone is taking enjoyment to the next level," she said. Then she turned around and this time instead of posing she bent over to touch her feet giving me a good view of her ass! "Woo! That is awesome!", I exclaimed. She turned her head and smiled. She turned around again and bent towards me and held both her breasts in her hands and jiggled them a little. "How is this?", she asked. I said it is fantastic but I liked the red bikini better. She understood what I meant and smiled and returned to the bathroom.

I removed my bathrobe completely and sat on the chair naked and continued masturbating while my eyes were closed visualizing my gorgeous cousin Amrita. Few minutes later, I heard her voice again, "What do you think about this bhayya?" she asked. I opened my eyes and looked and was puzzled. She was wearing a towel. I looked at her perplexed.

Then she gave another seductive smile and just dropped her towel. Her right toes curled as she rubbed her right foot on her left shin while posing as a "shy girl". My jaw dropped. Here was my cousin Ammu standing stark naked in front of me. Her soft breasts and hard nipples and her perfectly trimmed pussy with good pattern of pubic stubble was visible. The advantages of being a fashion designer! She had left enough hair stub fairly above her pussy and designed it like a triangle. It was as if giving the viewer the direction towards her perfectly shaven nether regions.

She cat walked towards me and posed well. Her hard nipples and ripe lips were signs of full arousal. I was sure that she might be wet and hot down there. She turned around and posed with her ass view as well. She also bent down and reached behind to spread her ass cheeks. My god! What a view! Her gorgeous asshole and open pussy lips were literally inviting me to attack. You can't imagine how much I wanted to lick, eat and fuck what I was seeing. Forget Callie Calypso! Here was something real that I wanted to take it all. I stroked my penis even more vigorously.

It was then we were startled by someone shouting at us. It was Debasmita! She somehow managed to find Amrita's room and came looking for us. Her face was red with anger and she walked towards me. But my sexual excitement wasn't gone. My penis was at the verge of an orgasm before she walked in and it just ejaculated a whole load straight at Debasmita's face as I turned towards her.

"WHAT THE FUCK!!!!", she shouted as she wiped her face with her right hand. She took a couple of steps forward and slapped me real hard. My semen was back on my face from her hand. She then turned herself to Amrita. She was swaying quite a bit due to the amount of alcohol in her blood. Ammu took her towel and immediately ran to the bathroom.

Debasmita turned towards me and slapped me again and screamed, "YOU PERVERT! YOU FUCKING PERVERT! Is this why you brought your cousin here? So you can dally with her behind my back? Now everything is clear! You did this on purpose! You had been telling her about our affair for long. You planned all this! YOU BASTARD!", she was completely out of control now.

"WE ARE BREAKING UP!!!!", she shouted before exiting the room. I knew she would go to the bar again and drink further. A part of me wanted to follow her and prevent her from creating any more nuisance. But I refrained as part of me was enchanted by my seductress cousin Amrita.

I got up from the chair and walked to the bathroom to check on Amrita. I knocked on the door and asked, "Ammu are you okay?" She replied that she was fine and it sounded like she was in the shower. I helped myself with another beer and sat down. I had turned off the music as I need some quite time. As I finished the third beer, Amrita came out of the bathroom and sat on the other side of the bed. "I need to shower too," I said as there was semen on my hand, on my penis and even on my cheek where Debasmita had slapped.

I stood in the shower stall silently as the water flowed through my body. I reflected on the events of the past few days. After the shower I dried up with the towel available and came out naked. I saw Ammu sitting on the bed naked. She was sobbing. "Oh great! Now I have to console her as well!", I thought. I sat beside her and held her by the shoulder and asked what the matter was.

"Sorry bhayya! You had a breakup because of me!", she said as she hugged me tight. Obviously she heard Debasmita shouting before leaving. I sighed. I didn't know what to say. I was aggrieved, she was aggrieved and both of us were naked. I also held her closely and said, "It's okay" to which she replied, "No, it's not okay. I am the reason for all this pain in your relationship." Some tear drops fell on my thighs and belly and a little bit fell on my penis.

Her being naked and hugging me with her boobs touching me and me having my hands around her waist caused me to slowly have an erection. As Ammu was sobbing, she started to notice my penis.

"Bhayya... you are hard again...", she said looking up.

I said, "Yeah I know... let it be".

"Don't you want to masturbate again?", she asked.

One masturbation resulted in my breakup. I didn't want to bother with another one. But Ammu said that I shouldn't waste an erection like that. She insisted on stroking my penis as a repentance to her being the cause of my breakup. I finally agreed.

I lied down in the bed and she sat beside me and started stroking my penis. "Relax...", she said. As I had ejaculated a few minutes ago, I knew it would take a while and that was a good thing. I lay there enjoying the strokes of my cute cousin Amrita.

"Ammu, do you want to know a secret?", I asked.

"I know.. you have masturbated thinking about me," she said with a smile as she bit her lips. I was curious and I listened as she explained.

"One day when you visited our house, you took too long in the bathroom. Mom and dad were out and I wanted to pee so badly, I came up to the bathroom and before knocking I heard some muffled sounds coming from inside. I was curious as to what you were doing so I looked through the keyhole. You were sitting on the toilet seat and you had my panty in your left hand. You were sniffing it while stroking your penis. I hadn't really seen a man masturbate before. So that was new. I saw you cum and smear your face with my panty as you came. I was quite turned on by what I saw," she told me the story.

"Oh.... alright. So did you ever masturbate thinking about me?" I was more curious.

"Yeah...." she replied shyly. "My boyfriend thinks that I only masturbate thinking about him. But that jerk doesn't know the half of it. However, more than masturbation I like the pleasure in the presence of a man. That's why I tolerate that idiot because he is quite good in bed," she said laughing.

I was feeling quite relieved and let her fiddle with my penis more. The key to a powerful orgasm is fully submitting to your partner. This is a lesson I learned over several years of sexual activity. So I completely forgot Debasmita and focused my moment only with Amrita. The rest of the world didn't exist.

It worked! In a few minutes I came so hard that my semen just thrust out of my penis like a water gun. It struck my face and even went over my head and struck the bed rail. Subsequent shots fell on my chest and belly and a lot of it was on her hand. She continued stroking until the last drop came out. She licked and cleaned her hand and then started licking my penis clean. Following that she licked my belly and chest and finally my face. Once she had consumed all my semen I knew that it was moral obligation to return the favor. I asked her to lie down.

She lied down with her legs bend and spread. I used my hand to push her thighs so that her pelvis raised a little more. I wanted to access both her pussy and asshole. She held her legs with her hand so that I had full access. I started kissing all around her nether region. With kisses on her lower thighs and her ass I teased around her pussy a little bit. I would kiss towards the pussy but deliberately avoid it and then move away. Sometimes I would come near it and blow a slight breeze and move way.

Every time she moaned, "mmmmm......."

After a while her moans started indicating signs of desperation. She was begging for me to attack the pussy. It was evident by the vaginal fluid oozing out and flowing towards her asshole. I took a sniff of her darling asshole. The potent aroma coming out of it was more than enough to make my dick hard again. I strongly believe that sex education classes should focus a lot more on a woman's ass. It's two awesome pieces of meat that is meant for pure pleasure.

Amrita was young but she was still a fully grown woman who had been dating for quite a while. Her current boyfriend was her fourth if I am not wrong. By the time she reached college, she was already an expert in sex. When it comes to sex I am a feminist. I believe that the gorgeous bodies of women deserve all the pleasure in the world. So I always go the extra mile to give them orgasms.

I slowly started licking her asshole. The vaginal fluid that flowed to the asshole tasted amazing. As I licked her asshole I started hearing moans again. My tongue played all around her wrinkled hole and she was really enjoying it.

I started working towards her pussy now with my first licks to the lower end of her labia. From the corner of my eye I saw her clutch the bedsheet. "Nice!" I thought. I ran my tongue on the outer rim of her labia before burying my mouth in her pussy and started sucking it like I would suck a mango to extract its juice. Here the ripe mango was my cute cousin's pussy. She was enjoying my sucking, clitoris nibbling and tongue fucking really well.

"Ummmm.... ummmmm... ummmm..... aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!", she screamed with sheer joy as her vagina exploded with pleasure! And I was not willing to stop. I wanted to give her multiple orgasms. And she came and came and came and came.... She even squirted a couple of times. And I drank every drop that came out of her sacred hole.

I finally decided it was time to move on and started kissing my way upwards. I tongue fucked her belly button a while and continued kissing up until I reached her breasts. I took one nipple in my mouth while I played with the other. I squeezed both boobs and twisted the nipples giving her pleasure and pain at the same time.

Eventually I knew it was time for intercourse. I got on top of her and looked her in the eyes silently asking for consent. She also looked me in the eyes. There was a telepathic communication between us. She was ready.

As the tip of my penis touched her vagina, her lips parted and let out a soft moan. I slowly thrust my dick inside as I wanted to savor the moment. I paused after my penis was fully in. We were still staring at each other's eyes. It was the cosmic union of her feminine energy and my masculine energy. No force in the universe could separate us now.

I started pumping her in a normal pace and she liked it. Her vaginal muscles were stretching and contracting around my penis. She was indeed an expert! We cuddled and turned around in bed as I fucked her in both man on top and woman on top positions. As I had ejaculated twice, it was easy for me to stay on for long and she was having the time of her life.

As she was grinding on my dick she had another powerful orgasm and just collapsed on top of me. She laughed as she fell. I was regulating my orgasm until then. So I just let it go and had a powerful orgasm as well. I shot my load inside her pussy. We both hugged each other tightly side to side and I didn't pull out my penis. We just stayed like that.

After some time my penis lost its erection and it just slid out of her vagina automatically. She giggled and said, "Looks like your soldier wants to leave his battlefield". I laughed at her joke as well.

I sat leaning towards the bed rail with a pillow behind me. She also came up and held herself to me closely. I stroked her hair and planted a kiss on her lips. This was the first time I was kissing my cute cousin Amrita in the lips. We explored each other's mouths with our tongues and exchanged a lot of saliva.

After that we just stopped and lay there. We were both exhausted but satisfied. "I am sorry I didn't use a condom," I said. "That's okay bhayya. I will take a pill tomorrow morning. Also if you want condoms there are some in the bedside table draw. Compliments of the resort I guess," she said chuckling.

"I would like to tell you something," she continued.

"I am listening," I said.

"Of all the men I have had sex with, you have been the best. I never had this much powerful orgasms before. You are far better than even my boyfriend. Our little experiment today is prompting me to call him and breakup right away," she said.

I beamed with pride. But I cautioned her saying that it is better to meet with her boyfriend personally and breakup even though I strongly advised against it. An existing boyfriend was a perfect cover to sneak and fool around. Her parents i. e. my uncle and aunt wouldn't suspect a thing.

Then suddenly I remembered Debasmita. She was piss drunk and I wanted to check on her. I put on my robe and left the room after a quick wash.

Debasmita was not in the room. I went to the bar looking for her and someone told me that a woman had become really drunk and picked up a fight with someone. She then puked on the bar floor and she was taken to the medical quarters. I knew it was her and I went to get her from there.

With the help of a concierge I managed to take Debasmita back to the room and tucked her to bed. The staff member was impressed that I was concerned about my girlfriend.

The concierge was a quite experienced in the hotel business. A really fair lady and from the looks of it, she had a Turkish, Middle Eastern and Greek blood. She told me her name was Noa and that she was from Israel. My guess was right. She did look like a Greek goddess. I tipped her well and she left the room.

Anyway, I took a shower and got dressed and called Amrita's room. I told her that Debasmita was completely out and was sleeping and that I would like to have dinner with her. She agreed to come to the restaurant for dinner 30 minutes later.

TO BE CONTINUED...