The Accidental Beachside Spa In Puerto Viejo (part two)

I experienced something akin to a Michael Bay movie today. Everything around me moved in slow motion. It’s as if we all were suspended in time. Maybe this is because my heart skipped a beat after I stepped into a group of beautiful girls dancing naked in the beach. I have never heard of a nude beach in Puerto Viejo. Have we stepped into some funky neo-hippy commune populated by beautiful Hispanic women?

I counted five girls, using the rhythm of the music they were playing. They all appeared to be in their early twenties. All alluring specimens of Latina beauty. All looking so dizzyingly wanton in their dance movements, it even made me blush! As I was enjoying the view, I forced myself to look back at my female companion. She was having none of it.

“Where did you get us into this time?” Fulvia smiled nervously as she spoke behind her pearly whites.

“Don’t talk to me like it’s my fault. This is serendipity at work.” I smiled back.

“Well, serendipity should keep his pants on. We are not doing what I think you’re think (Damn! Foiled again!) Maybe you should head back to the truck and let me talk to these girls.”

But before I can offer a retort. The music stopped. Damn, the girls spotted us. They eyed us suspiciously. I was half expecting them to go ballistic on me, thinking that a perv has trespassed into their secret lesbian romp. I had to do something. I was still amazed how despite being found, they didn’t cover up their privates. They weren’t prudes. Not at all. They were proud of their gorgeous bodies. Fulvia was more embarrassed then they were!

I had to speak up. “Disculpen, hermosas damas. Sentimos mucho invadir su velada. Pero estamos perdidos y necesitamos ayuda para regresar. Se suponía que debíamos ir a La Perla Negra.” (Translation: Excuse me, beautiful ladies. We are sorry to intrude your soiree. But we are lost and we need help getting back. We were supposed to go to La Perla Negra.)

The girls’ hard faces soon melted to glee. They looked at each other and began giggling. There’s nothing more lovely than the sound of girls giggling. Fulvia and I looked at each other. The tension immediately evaporated.

Two girls who I swear look like clones of Sofia Vergara approached us. The smell of coconut gradually came to our attention.

“You don’t have to go all the way to La Perla Negra to enjoy beach.” the taller girl cooed as she took our hands and gently pulled us towards the group. “We came here to relax and have fun. Mind you, the kind of fun that won’t cost you a cent!”

“My name’s Bobby Rica,” I cooed back,” and my companion is Fulvia.” I couldn’t stop looking at the girl’s hazel eyes.

The other girl kissed Fulvia full on the lips. (Oh God, this is going to be great!) Fulvia almost recoiled in surprise! She’s unaccustomed to sudden shows of affection towards strangers. Especially coming from a hot sexy tica with no sense of personal space. For fear of not offending, she leaned forward to kiss the girl back. But to our surprise, the cute brown princess stepped back, smiled and shook her head.

“Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to –” Fulvia was white as a sheet. Her fingers on her lips.

“Join us, won’t you?” the Sofia Vergara lookalike stepped closer to me, nonplussed, and began ever so gently massaging my thumb.

Fulvia was just about to say no when the other girl began unbuttoning Fulvia’s blouse. Fulvia’s eyes widened in shock. But again to my surprise, she didn’t resist! I am so beginning to enjoy this.

“Senhor, please take your clothes off. We have a basket there to put your garments in.”. spoke the girl with me who was still massaging my thumb. Whatever she was doing, I don’t want her to stop.

In no time at all, I and Fulvia have stripped down to our skivvies. Fulvia turned her back on me. She’s shy. But I knew she had nothing to be ashamed of. She had a great body. The body of a seasoned athlete.

“Three hours a day in the gym?”, I asked while her back was on me. Her upper body was toned and athletic. There are some muscles developing on her shoulders and upper arms, but it wasn’t as hardcore as Madonna’s. She still looked like a woman. And a very sexy one at that.

She twirled around and said proudly, “No, three kilometers every morning.” “Nice!” I replied, trying to show a hint of jealousy. “You’re not shabby on that department either, Bobby” She gave me that flirtatious look. A look that I had never EVER seen before. She was finally warming up to me!

It didn’t take for both of us to buck naked. Sofia Vergara gently pulled us towards the pool.

“Please take a bath in the pool.”

“I’m sorry. We don’t want to dirty your pool. We’re covered with sand, dirt and grime after the whole morning’s travel…”

Sofia shook her head, “It is fine. Please take a bath in the pool.”

The girls gathered around us as we went to the pool. They were giggling. I led Fulvia down the pool, which was surprisingly deeper than I thought. Fulvia laughed despite herself as her skin finally touched the pool water. I slid down the pool and suddenly felt strange.

“This isn’t water, isn’t it?”, asked Fulvia as she began to feel the morning’s stress ebb from her body.

“Judging from the smell, we are lying on a pool of coconut oil!” I replied, “and this isn’t as awkward as I thought it would feel.”

Then as if things wouldn’t be exciting enough, all five naked girls lowered themselves in the pool and joined us in the soak. I swear, the look on Fulvia’s face was priceless.

(TO BE CONTINUED)

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