The plan was simple. Three weeks at a little rustic cabana on a private beach, just the two of us. Our flight in was smooth and we landed just as the sun was rising over the ocean. Clearing customs took only a few minutes, and we spent just a few minutes more at the car rental counter, then we were on our way. The Jeep Wrangler that we rented had the top off and our bags were shoved in the back as we drove out of town.

The drive to the cabana was supposed to take about an hour and was mostly on back roads; the last five miles were on a dirt road. Before we reached the turn onto the dirt road I spotted a farmer’s market and we decided to stop to pick up some things for the kitchen. Leaving you to soak up the sun in the Jeep, I wandered around the market. I returned with bags full of groceries and treats. I had picked up veggies, fruit, spices, bread, wine, local beer, and a bottle of homemade rum. I also had gotten a surprise for you, a single lily. You smiled warmly at me and gave me a quick kiss when I got back into the Jeep. With the groceries stored we were off again.

The road to the cabana was rough and would not be accessible in a car, but oh my, was it worth it. As we crested the last hill and began to wind our way down to the ocean we could see the cabana nestling among the palm trees on the beach. It was rustic, remote, and perfect. There were no neighbors for miles around. The closest store was that farmer’s market five miles back. There was limited power to the place and no phone or internet. Even better, the beach was totally private. The only way to reach it was on this road or by boat, so we wouldn’t have any strangers showing up to disturb our getaway.

You squealed with delight and raced into the cabana as soon as I parked the Jeep. I waited, letting you explore the location on your own. This was your dream vacation and it had taken me a while to get it all planned out. But when you came out of the cabana, the smile on your face made it worth the effort.

“This place is fantastic! It is just like a dream. Thank you so much!” you said, wrapping your arms around my neck and kissing me deeply. I took advantage of the situation and squeezed your ass playfully. While we would have loved to continue this line of thought, we needed to unload the Jeep and get settled in. I grabbed our two carry-on bags while you grabbed the groceries. The next half hour was spent putting things away and settling in. We unpacked the few clothes that we brought with us and I put away my finds from the farmer’s market. While I was unpacking I found the mask, snorkel, fins, and a spear sling that I had requested to be left here. This is how I was going to get dinner for us tonight and for the coming weeks. I was just putting the gear together when you came out of the bedroom.

You had a surfboard tucked under your arm and a beautiful smile on your face. You wore just your bikini bottoms and your bare breasts glowed from the tanning oil you had applied. I smiled at the sheer look of joy that you had.

“I was wondering how long it would take you to find that,” I said with a laugh.

“You asked for this didn’t you,” you said, and I nodded. “You really did think of everything to make this perfect.”

“I tried. It has been worth it to see you so happy,” I told you, and gave you a quick kiss. “Go and enjoy yourself.”

“Oh, I will. Care to join me? I saw a second board in there.”

“Not this time. I’m going to go pick up dinner,” I said, holding up the freediving gear.

“Enjoy. I love you.”

“Love you too,” I replied as we walked out onto the beach together. I stopped and enjoyed the view of your lush golden body as you jogged off across the beach to the waiting turquoise water. I watched as you expertly cleared the early breakers and paddled out to catch your first wave. At last I decided that it was time to get to work. I stripped down to my tight swimming trunks, grabbed the freediving gear, and headed to the calmer water.

The water was warm and crystal clear. There was an abundance of sea life in the area and by late afternoon I had enough caught for our dinner. I made my way back to the cabana, rinsed the saltwater off, and put on a pair of loose shorts and sandals. I grabbed a local beer and headed to the outdoor kitchen to clean and prepare my catch. I had caught several small crabs that I set to simmering in coconut milk, curry paste, and lime. The clams I steamed in white wine with garlic and shallots while the rockfish I seasoned and placed on the wood fire grill. The feast was about ready and I was about to call out that dinner was almost ready when I saw that you had already paddled in and were walking across the beach.

“That smells fantastic! I could smell it out on the water. Do I have time to rinse off?” you asked before giving me a quick kiss.

“Just enough time. I thought we would eat on the beach tonight,” I said as I pointed over to the blanket I had laid out with two small camp chairs.

“That sounds like heaven. I’ll see you in a minute.”

I dished up the seafood feast and added a salad to the plates and carried them over to our dining area. Everything was set, including a chilled bottle of white wine. I was sipping a glass of wine when I heard you come up behind me.

“Now that is a vision of paradise,” you said as you sat down next to me.

You were dressed similar to me, wearing a pair of tight short shorts and sandals, your breasts proudly bare. I drank in your gorgeous frame and said, “Yes you are, but I’ve always thought that paradise was in your arms.”

You blushed and smiled flirtatiously and said, “No, it is when you are between my thighs, deep inside of me.”

I let out a lusty groan and handed you a glass of wine and said, “I hope to be visiting paradise soon then. But first, some food.”

We ate mostly in silence, loving the sound of the ocean and the presence of each other’s company. While we enjoyed our feast we watched the full moon begin to rise over the ocean in front of us. When we finished eating, I let you sit and watch the moon rise while I cleared away our plates and the remains of our dinner. When I returned I was carrying two glasses of the local rum. You took one and looked at it dubiously, that was until you took your first sip. The rum was smooth, with just the right amounts of sweetness and burn. It was far and away better than anything that we could find in the states. Again we sat in silence, holding hands and enjoying our drinks.

When my rum was gone I reached down under my seat and turned on the battery-powered radio that I had found in the cabana. It came to life, softly playing some of the local dance music. I rose to my feet and extended a hand to you. When you took my hand, I easily pulled you to your feet. The song that was playing was uptempo and we began to dance to it. It was intoxicating to watch your breasts sway and jiggle as your body moved to the beat.

I was sad when the first song came to an end and your body’s movement slowed, but the next song was a slow one and I happily pulled you in close to me. Your hips were pressed against mine and I felt your hard nipples pressed into my chest as our bodies slowly swayed together. The lovely friction between our bodies was exciting and we felt ourselves becoming warm and aroused. You looked up at me, your eyes were pools of desire and we kissed softly.

The music was now forgotten and we began to move to our own rhythm. The kiss slowly deepened as our passion for each other began to build. Our hands explored each other’s firm bodies, teasing and pleasuring each other with our soft touches. My hands ran over your full breasts, teasing your hard nipples before they ran over your ass and hips. I deftly unfastened your shorts and slid them down over your round hips, letting them pool at your feet. You quickly returned the favor and we were now both naked, caressing and holding each other close.

You guided us to lie down on the blanket that I had spread on the sand. Hungrily you pulled me on top of you, spreading your legs wide and wrapping them around my thighs. I kissed and licked over your breasts, savoring the taste of salt and the hint of coconut that still clung to your skin. While you were enjoying the attention I paid to your breasts, you were eager to find paradise. You softly grasped my cock and guided it to your pussy. When I felt the head of my cock at your soft warm entrance, I pressed forward and easily slid into you. When I was as deep as I could be inside of you we both moaned in pleasure — paradise had been found.

We started slowly, with me making long, slow, deep strokes into you. Each of us savored the feeling of every inch of my cock moving inside of you, but as your passions built you began to encourage me to go faster and harder. We made love under the full moon, with the pounding surf covering the sounds of our bodies joining. The surf did not cover your cry of pleasure when a powerful orgasm overtook you. Your pussy spasmed, clutching at me and pulling me deeper inside of you as my orgasm began. We held each other tight and shook as our orgasms progressed. I could feel my cock filling you with my love. As they subsided, we stayed joined, softly kissing and caressing each other. We spent the night there, holding each other and listening to the surf and our beating hearts.