Her island holiday - Chapter 1

Sandra sat weeping in the lounge room of her flat. Her boyfriend of 6 months had just told her it was all over. It signalled yet another failed relationship. Her third in the last 18 months. Each time, if an effort to find companionship she had lowered hr expectation each time. The last guy was a total loser but still she couldn’t hold on to him. At 23yo she again alone and miserable.

Once she took stock of her life she decided she needed a complete break. She had saved up her holidays for two years at work. She decided to take them. Her boss wasn’t at all happy but finally agreed. She finished work on Friday afternoon and headed home to pack. She had booked a flight to an island resort several days earlier and booked the hotel. It was off-season so she had no problem getting her flight and hotel booking. She would fly away, relax and reassess what she wanted of life.

The flight went without incident and she got a taxi to the hotel. It looked almost deserted which was fine with her. She wasn’t really into crowds. She got to her room and was pleasantly surprised how large it was. A king-size bed, a fridge, couch and in the bathroom a shower recess that was almost as large as her whole bathroom back home. She unpacked and decided to take a shower. It had a removal head and she ran the water all over her body. She gave a low moan when the water hit her pussy. She smiled. “Oh I am going to fun with you darling” she said to the shower head. But feeling hungry she decided to bypass the pleasure and get dressed and get something to eat.

After her meal she went for a walk around the market. There didn’t seem to be too many tourists there but some locals buying food. The store holders were all shouting to her to buy something and in the end she bought some bananas just to get some peace. Walking back to the hotel she noticed a couple of native guys watching her. Far from being afraid she smiled at them and went into the hotel. Back in the room she tried to watch some TV but was bored. Then she remembered her shower and her pussy started to quiver.

She took off her clothes and headed into the bathroom. Starting the shower she removed the shower head from its bracket and again ran it over her shoulders and then her breasts. It felt so nice. She moaned softly as the water cascaded down her body. As if delaying the inevitable, she washed her legs, slowly working up her thighs. She groaned as the water splashed over her crotch. With the shower head in one hand she slipped the other hand between her legs. She moaned louder as her fingers found her already tender clit. “Oh Sandra you are such a slut” she moaned as she used the flowing water and her nimble fingers to elicit an orgasm. “Oh yes” she signed “so good”.

Drying herself she still found herself unsatisfied. She needed more than her fingers but what to do. Then she remembered the bananas she bought. She looked at them, wondered if she could actually use that. She picked up one and ran her hand over it. “You are big than that loser Arthur” she said and chuckled. She ran it over her already puffy pussy lips. “Ooh” she cried. Again looking at the piece of fruit she licked it. “You taste better than Arthur too” she said and laughed. Lying on the bed she began to again rub it against her pussy and then, with a gasp, she inserted the first couple of inches.

“Come on darling, fuck me” she moaned as she began to work the banana deeper. “Yes so nice” she moaned as she began to run her clit with her other hand. Her orgasm came quickly but she wasn’t finished. “Fuck me again” she yelled and minutes later she came again, even stronger then the first.

Sandra lay on the bed panting. “Oh shit, what did I just do?” she said, admonishing herself “you are so sick Sandra” and then she laughed. She got up and put the banana back on the shelf. She started at it and then picked it up again, peeling it and started to suck it. “I wish you were real” she muttered “I really need a big cock right now”. She eat the banana and put on her nightdress, got into bed and fell straight to sleep. It was morning when she woke up. Felling refreshed she took a shower, deliberately resisting the temptation to use the head intimately, and went downstairs for breakfast.

After breakfast she decided to go for a walk. There was a trail into the forest and has she walked she noticed there was a side track. It looked like it wasn’t used very much as it was partly overgrown. It led down to a small rock pool. The forest was right up to the edge. Very secluded. She made a mental note and walked back to the main trail. She walked about 5k in total and got back to the hotel. She sat outside in the shade talking in the sights and sounds of the area. Something caught her eye and she turned her head. The same two guys she had seen the night before walked past and smiled at her. She smiled back. She felt her pussy quiver. She chuckled. “They would be more fun that a banana” she thought to herself.

After lunch she again sat outside. The sun was getting hot and she thought about the hotel pool. Then she remembered the rock pool she saw on her morning walk. She could swim there with no-one around. She got up and was about to head to her room when she stopped. There would be no-one at the rock pool so need for a swim suit. “How great it would be to be naked” she thought. Grabbing a towel from the hotel she again headed up the path and then took the little side track. At the rock pool she found a fallen log and, quickly looked around, she undressed and put her clothes on the log. Ease herself into the water she felt so alive. She swam around enjoying the freedom of being naked.

She had been in the water for maybe half an hour. “Time to get out” she said to herself and swam towards where her clothes were. “Well hello” said a voice. She looked up, startled. Standing on the bank was one of the native guys she had seen earlier. “Having a nice swim” he continued “do you need any help to get out. I can play life-guard if you like”. “No I am fine” Sandra said “please go away. I want to get out of the water”. “What is stopping you miss” he replied “oh I see, you are naked. What if I close my eyes?” He was laughing. The sort of laugh that was not associated with humour. More like lecherous. “Please go away” said Sandra, now sounding concerned. “Oh don’t be like than miss” he said “why don’t I undress and get in the water with you? That would be ok wouldn’t it?”

Sandra watched as he began to undress. He stared at her as he shed his shirt and then his shoes. “Still not coming out? he asked “looks like I am going for a swim”.