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Beatrice tried to focus on her book but it wasn't easy when Ava emerged from the villa in a tiny white bikini that seemed to have been constructed from three small pieces of fabric and some string.
The vacation had been Ava's idea. There was a lull in OCS activity. For now the world seemed safe enough.
They had arrived at the secluded villa on the Greek island of Lesbos the previous day. Ava had chosen the destination, saying that “my queer soul needs to go to an island full of lesbians”. She had not been deterred by Beatrice's attempts to explain that the island was in fact not populated entirely by hot lesbians.
Also Ava's idea was that they both forgo their suppressants. Recently they had been indulging in some limited exploration of their alpha and omega natures. For his vacation they had timed it to coincide with Beatrice's rut and Ava's heat. That meant at some point the vacation would probably change from a nice relaxing time in the sun to, according to Ava, “a filthy fuckfest.”
Beatrice was on a lounger by the pool, soaking up the sun while reading an Agatha Christie novel. She was wearing a more modest red bikini.
Ava sauntered from the villa to the edge of the pool and stopped right in front of Beatrice. She bent over and splashed her hand in the water. The exaggerated action was clearly meant for Beatrice. The tiny strip of fabric nestled between Ava's buttocks was so thin it didn’t even fully cover Ava's asshole.
Beatrice looked back at her book, not wanting to give Ava the satisfaction of a reaction to her display.
Ava stayed bent over and swayed her hips while she made a show of moving her hand back and forth in the water.
Bea restrained herself to only a few quick glances at Ava's breathtaking behind.
Ava stood and looked back at Beatrice. She pouted at the lack of response and said “Want to get wet with me?”
“Maybe later,” Beatrice said.
“Suit yourself,” Ava turned back to the pool and did a graceful dive into the water.
Beatrice was happy. The sun was wonderfully warm, there was a gentle breeze that blew often enough to keep the heat at bay. She was relaxed and she was with her girlfriend miles away from their daily troubles. Her relationship with Ava was in such a good place that Beatrice could scarcely believe it sometimes. They were so happy and so in love.
Ava did a few laps of the pool at a relaxed pace then floated on her back for a while.
Beatrice set her book down and turned over onto her front. The sun on her back felt good and with the only sounds being the soft splashing of Ava in the pool she soon found herself dozing.
“Hey baby, want me to put some sunscreen on your back?”
Bea opened her eyes and realised she must have drifted to sleep because Ava was now on the lounger beside her.
“Yes please, Beatrice said.
Ava grabbed the bottle of sunscreen and then pounced on Beatrice, straddling her back.
“Careful,” Beatrice huffed out a breath at the force of Ava's landing.
“Please, you love it when I jump on you,” Ava said.
Ava started with Beatrice’s shoulders and then said. “I need to get rid of this,” she said, then undid Beatrice's bikini top. With firm hands she massaged Beatrice's back while rubbing in the sunscreen.
“Mmm that feels good,” Beatrice said.
Ava rubbed all over Beatrice's back. Beatrice felt tranquility spread all through her body and was almost going to snooze again when Ava started tugging down her bikini bottoms.
“What are you doing?” Beatrice asked.
“Helping you relax,” Ava said, her attempt to sound innocent failed entirely.
She returned her hands to Beatrice's shoulders and then massaged down to her lower back.
“I am very relaxed,” Beatrice sighed.
Ava moved both hands down to rub Beatrice's butt. She leaned in to press soft kisses down Beatrice's spine.
“You're so beautiful,” Ava said quietly.
Ava's kisses went down. She gently used both hands to spread Beatrice's buttocks.
“Ava…” Beatrice's whimpered. She could feel Ava's breath right at her asshole.
“So beautiful,” Ava said and then kissed Bea's asshole.
“Ava, what are you…” Beatrice stopped talking and instead moaned when Ava started to lick. She was slow and soft.
Not long after beginning Ava paused and dripped saliva from her mouth to Beatrice's asshole.
Ava resumed, her talented tongue causing a heat in Beatrice that had nothing to do with the sunshine. She felt her cock hardening.
Ava took lingering licks with the flat of her tongue, all around and over Beatrice's hole. Ava made sexy little noises and mumbled “So fucking beautiful.”
“That feels amazing,” Beatrice groaned and raised her ass a little towards Ava's wonderful mouth. Her cock had grown to full hardness.
“I love you ass,” Ava said then spat a thick glob of saliva on her before kissing Beatrice's puckered hole again. She kissed and licked with more enthusiasm. Ava's tongue ventured deeper.
Beatrice rocked her hips, her cock rubbed against the lounger. She relaxed and her asshole opened to the explorations of Ava's tongue.
Ava kept going, she worked her tongue further inside and Beatrice made a high noise of pleasure.
Beatrice groaned at the absence when a few minutes later Ava pulled back.
In a low husky voice Ava said “Turn over.”
Beatrice, face flushed and eyes dark, turned onto her back. Before Beatrice could say anything Ava took her cock in her mouth.
While the situation hasn't changed Beatrice felt more exposed on her back. The villa was secluded and didn't have any immediate neighbours that might see them but she still felt on display out in the open.
Ava's talent at oral sex was more than enough to distract Beatrice from her modesty. Ava wrapped one hand around the base of Bea's cock while she bobbed her head. The rhythmic, eager, suction soon had Beatrice arching her back.
Beatrice moaned Ava's name when she came. Ava gladly swallowed every drop of come that Beatrice pumped into her mouth.
Ava pulled Beatrice's bikini bottoms back up and stood.
“Where are you going? Let me taste you,” said Beatrice.
“Later baby,” Ava stretched her arms out at her sides. “I want to go into town and shop before dinner.” She started heading to the villa. “You can rail me when we get home.”
Beatrice watched Ava go, her barely-there thong made her butt look incredible. She got off the lounger and followed Ava inside.