The Car Rental Company

I’d always been one to follow my whims, and my latest impulsive decision was to book a spontaneous holiday to Tenerife. It had been over a decade since I’d last taken a proper break, so I was excited to indulge in some much-needed relaxation.

After landing in Puerto del los Americas, I was immediately swept up in the lively atmosphere of the resort. With its hotel pool, beaches, bars, restaurants, and shopping all within walking distance, it was the perfect haven for those who, like me, preferred to stay put.

The Canary Islands’ subtropical climate meant that the temperature averaged a pleasant 20 degrees Celsius throughout the year. However, I soon discovered that Tenerife’s volcanic landscape was quite different from the sandy beaches I’d been expecting.

As I explored the island in my hired car, I was struck by the diverse landscapes that unfolded before me. I passed by tomato and banana plantations, and stopped in the charming town of Puerto del Santiago, where I stumbled upon a secluded spot with a black sand beach and a rocky outcrop perfect for some solo sunbathing.

It was there that I first spotted the two blonde girls, Marika and Suzy, who were lying on a colorful towel, giggling over a magazine. I introduced myself, and they welcomed me into their little bubble of laughter and sunshine.

As we spent the morning chatting and getting to know each other, I learned that Marika was a nurse with a warm, honey-colored complexion, while Suzy was a housewife with a serene, blue-eyed gaze. We decided to have lunch together at a nearby restaurant, where the delicious seafood and Spanish wine only added to our merry atmosphere.

After lunch, the girls invited me to explore the island with them, and I couldn’t resist their infectious enthusiasm. We drove to the national park, where the breathtaking landscapes and snow-capped peaks left me awestruck. As we wandered through the barren lava fields and rocky outcrops, we stumbled upon a secluded valley with patches of dry rock perfect for a nude sunbath.

The girls and I stripped off, and as we lay back on the rocks to soak up the sun, I felt my eyelids growing heavy. But before I could drift off, Suzy and Marika pelted me with snowballs, sending me scrambling to catch up with them. The ensuing snowball fight left me caked in snow and meltwater, but the girls’ laughter and playful teasing only added to the joy of the moment.

As we made our way back to Puerto del Santiago, I couldn’t help but feel a twinge of embarrassment at having been caught in the act of public nudity. But the girls just laughed and teased me good-naturedly, and I couldn’t help but join in on the fun.

As the evening drew to a close, Marika and Suzy invited me to dinner at their place, promising a “nude picnic” that would make up for the earlier embarrassment. I was more than happy to oblige, and as we sat around the open fire, feasting on steaks and strawberries, I felt my inhibitions melting away.

But just as things were getting interesting, the doorbell rang, and the atmosphere changed in an instant. Marika and Suzy exchanged a hasty conversation in German, and before I knew it, I was being ushered into a bedroom, courtesy of a light dress-wearing Marika.

“It’s complicated,” she said, as I sat on the bed, still trying to wrap my head around the situation. “Suzy’s husband is home early, and we weren’t expecting him until the weekend.” I felt a pang of curiosity and confusion, but before I could press her for more information, Marika leaned in and kissed me with a fierce passion that left me breathless.

“You’ll be comfortable here,” she whispered, as she handed me a light dress and closed the door behind her. I was left alone in the bedroom, my mind racing with questions and speculations. Why had I been banished to a bedroom? What would the atmosphere be like in the morning? And, most of all, what would happen next?

Suzy’s warm body slid in beside mine, and I wrapped my arms around her, one hand running through her long, silky hair, the other tracing her spine. Her eager tongue sought my mouth as our bodies crushed against each other. I couldn’t believe this was happening.

“Please, please,” she said in a whisper, her voice barely audible over the sound of our labored breathing. I slid one hand from her breast down to ready her slit for my tongue. My hand found her mound, and the realization hit me immediately: she was hairless.

“Jesus, God, how can you ask?” I said, leaping from her as shock washed over me. “I’m in bed with you, another man’s wife, thinking you were Marika, and Marika may come in any moment.” Suzy regarded me for a moment before bursting into laughter.

“Ssh, ssh, you’ll wake up the household and cause a dreadful scene,” she said, struggling free from my grasp. “How will I explain this?” I switched off the light, but she switched it back on, her hand brushing my chest in small circular movements. “Calm down, it’s all right,” she said, her voice soothing. “Lie down beside me, and let me explain.”

“Hansi and Marika know I’m with you, and they won’t disturb us,” she said, her hand lightly stroking my limp dick. “Does that make you feel better?” Without waiting for a reply, she kissed me gently and at length, her hand tracing my face. “First, we make love, words can wait until after.”

As I plunged my aching prick into her, she made a small cry, but her burning heat enveloped my manhood, and I felt myself slam into her repeatedly, our bodies moving in perfect rhythm. “Yes, fuck me hard now,” she whispered, her voice husky with desire. “I want you to explode inside me.”

Not normally given to noise, I roared like a bull as wave after wave of sheer ecstasy tore through me. Suzys legs tightened like a clamp around my back, her breath gasping as she said, “More, more, fuck me harder over and over.”

Withdrawing from her suddenly, I threw her over on her stomach, pulling her gorgeous ass up in the air. The globes of her bottom were maddeningly erotic, her entire slit and little pink rosebud visible for one moment before I sank my prick deep into her again.

I rode her with an intensity I hadn’t thought possible, time and time again seeing my prick, now glistening with her juices, withdraw and plunge back into her. At each thrust, the flesh of her bottom rippled like a wave up to her back. One of her hands kneaded the pillow while the other hammered up and down on the mattress, and she gasped, “Oh Ja!, Oh Ja! this is so good!”

As I slowed my pace to very slow strokes, Suzy made small moans and wiggled her bottom from side to side, her eyes closed in ecstasy. At one point, I missed and my prick skated up between her cheeks, nosing her little pink asshole. She gasped, “Put it back in.”

As I attempted to do so, I steadied my tool with one hand and pushed slowly, not wanting to hurt her. I watched the head slowly open her and disappear into her asshole. Gradually, I worked my entire shaft into her, her hole like a vice, and I knew I couldn’t last very long.

Not needing any second bidding, I gradually increased the speed of my strokes, and Suzy began panting, “Oh, Oh, Oh” in time with my movements. Looking down, I could see the skin of her asshole withdraw in a ridge with my prick and then disappear again as I thrust back into her.

As I rode her faster and faster, my heart pounding, until my balls sunk up into my body, I blew jets of come into Suzys ass. My orgasm triggered hers, and once again, she cried out in ecstasy as we both came together.

I collapsed, exhausted, pinning Suzy under my weight to the bed. I placed small kisses on her neck and shoulders, and our breathing slowed as we lay quietly. I felt my erection slowly subside and Suzys hole, pulsing, push it out of her.

As I lay beside her, cradling her in my arms, I said, “Is it time for words now?” But Suzy was asleep, and in a very short while, so was I.

Sunlight streamed into the room when I awoke. The curtains had been pulled back, and I was alone in the bed. I lay there for some moments, confused, alert, and listening, but there was no sound in the house.

I looked at my watch; it was mid-afternoon. I rose, showered, and dressed, feeling uneasy as I left the bedroom, unsure of what to expect. There was nobody at home. The table was set on the terrace, and there was a note thanking me from Suzy and another signed Marika and Hansi, saying they wanted to see me when they returned in the evening.

I had some fruit, coffee, and rolls while I considered how I felt and what I would do. I felt confused, even embarrassed. After all, this was a highly unusual situation. Obviously, they all knew about last night, and seemingly, it was okay, or was it?

As I sat in a cafe near the seafront, I debated whether I should just leave and go back to my hotel, quietly withdraw, and chalk it all up to a fantastic one-off experience and avoid embarrassment to all concerned. But then I thought about the notes and the lovely hospitality of the girls; I owed them one.

I reasoned that my trepidation was meeting Hansi and how he might feel about me screwing his wife, and also meeting Marika, did I betray her? Yet, they all obviously knew what happened during the night, or did they? I just felt that I couldn’t cut out without meeting them one more time to try to explain and to say thanks.

I bought some presents and made my way back to the villa, determined to exit as gracefully as I could.

Marika answered the door, a warm smile spreading across her face as she invited me in. “Come in, it’s so nice to see you,” she said, her voice husky and inviting.

I followed her to the balcony, where the sunlight streaming through the windows highlighted the nearly see-through dress she wore. The fabric seemed to shimmer and dance as she moved, and I couldn’t help but stare.

She turned to face me, her eyes sparkling with a hint of mischief. “I think we need to talk,” she said, her voice low and seductive. “Just listen to me, don’t interrupt.” She sat down on the patio wall, motioning for me to take a seat in a chair opposite her.

I couldn’t help but notice how the sunlight turned her hair to gold, framing her face and accentuating her features. Her dress seemed to cling to her curves, revealing the outline of her breasts beneath.

“I know you and Suzy had a nice time last night,” she said, her voice matter-of-fact. “And I know you wanted to be with me. I’m glad for both of you, and I want to tell you that you can still be with me, if you want to.”

Marika’s words left me stunned, but before I could respond, she continued. “I want to make love to you, I’ve been wanting to all night. Hansi chose me last night, and I’m glad he did, but I want to be with you too.”

I was torn between confusion and desire, unsure of how to process Marika’s words. But she seemed to sense my uncertainty and pressed on, her voice growing bolder. “We sent Suzy to you so you wouldn’t be alone, and now I want to be with you.”

Marika’s words were like a siren’s call, drawing me in with their seductive power. I felt my resistance crumbling, my desire for her growing with every passing moment.

She stood up, her dress slipping off her shoulders to reveal her perfect, golden body. “Wouldn’t you like this?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

I was lost, unable to resist the allure of her naked form. She leaned back against the patio wall, spreading her legs in a gesture that was both inviting and provocative.

“Wouldn’t you like this?” she repeated, her hand wandering down to her pubes. She parted her slit, revealing the tender flesh within.

I was mad with desire, my body responding to her words and actions with a ferocity I’d never experienced before. I tore off my clothes, my jeans snagging on my now super-erect tool.

“I think we need to talk,” she said, her voice husky and inviting.

“I know you and Suzy had a nice time last night,” she said, her voice matter-of-fact.

“I want to make love to you, I’ve been wanting to all night,” she said.

“We sent Suzy to you so you wouldn’t be alone, and now I want to be with you,” she said.

“Wouldn’t you like this?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

“I think we need to talk,” she said, her voice husky and inviting.

“I know you and Suzy had a nice time last night,” she said, her voice matter-of-fact.

“I want to make love to you, I’ve been wanting to all night,” she said.

“We sent Suzy to you so you wouldn’t be alone, and now I want to be with you,” she said.

“Wouldn’t you like this?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

Marika’s words were like a siren’s call, drawing me in with their seductive power.

I was lost, unable to resist the allure of her naked form.

She leaned back against the patio wall, spreading her legs in a gesture that was both inviting and provocative.

“Wouldn’t you like this?” she repeated, her hand wandering down to her pubes.