Several months after my last story took place my family went on Spring Break to Cancun, and they decided to let Kelly come along. Obviously, we were really excited, even though we knew we were going to have to find more creative ways to have sex, as my little sister was staying in Kelly’s room and my 11-year-old twin brothers were in mine. Still, we were excited. On the plane ride down, Kelly sat next to me and rubbed my cock through my athletic shorts. I obviously did not object to this treatment, and enjoyed the three-hour flight. After we landed and drove to the hotel, which was an all-inclusive right on the beach, we were told by my parents to wear sunscreen and to be back at the rooms for dinner bursa escort by six. It was just about noon, so we had lots of time. I changed into swim trunks. When I went out to meet Kelly, she was wearing a tiny bikini that only covered about half of her beautiful tits and a thong bottom that did not cover much more of her pussy. While she put her coverup on, I slapped her ass appreciatively. She had just finished covering her near-nakedness when my parents came out and asked us what we planned to do. We told them we were going to look around the area and just see what was up. They said they were taking the kids to the pool if we needed them. With that, we walked down to the beach hand in bursa escort bayan hand, but it was pretty crowded, so we decided to walk a way to see what else we could find. After about a half mile, we came upon a sign that said, “Nude beach ahead. Must be of 16 years to enter area. No photography.” We stopped. I looked at Kelly, who smiled, squeezed my hand, and said, “Let’s go.” We walked on the beach, much more empty than it was by the hotel. There were several people there though, some in swimsuits, some topless, and some completely naked. Most everyone was in good shape, and some of the guys were just ripped. Many of the women had large chests, which were very evenly tanned, indicating escort bursa that they were not strangers to nudity in the tropics. Eventually we reached a slightly more secluded spot. Kelly said, “Let’s stop here!” “Are you sure?” “What’s the problem? You’ve seen naked people lots of times before. I’ve seen your browser history on your laptop.” She winked as she lightly slapped my chest. I laughed. “OK we can stay here.” I pulled off my T-shirt and saw several women in the area look over my muscular chest and arms. After the pins had been taken out of my arm three months earlier, the doctor gave me the go ahead to start lifting again. Meanwhile, Kelly had taken off her coverup and every guy on the beach was staring at her, including me. And she was loving it. Quick as a flash, she took of her top and pulled down her bottoms. With her 34Cs now out in the warm Caribbean sun, I glared over at the other guys on the beach, marking my territory.