The Locket of Love  Chapter. 10 part 3 of 4

The Locket of Love
Chapter. 10 part 3 of 4


Before long, their mutual thoughts of the incredible environment they were in brought them close to a massive orgasm. Mike increased the speed of his thrusts, continuing to stimulate Melody’s nipples as he did so. She threw her head back in ecstasy, her deep red hair floating beautifully all around. Finally pounding his final ten strokes into her, the couple wordlessly climaxed together, gripping each other tightly, as there was nothing else around for them to grab onto. They held each other for several minutes before finally surfacing.

“Holy shit! That was incredible!” Melody exclaimed as she broke the water.

“Uh huh,” Mike panted, catching his breath. “I just can’t believe I actually thought of that. Good thing, huh?”

Treading water close to him with a look of extreme desire and affection on her face, Melody giggled and replied, “Well I’m not surprised at all. Have I not said that you are a fun and creative master?”

“I seem to recall you saying that once or twice,” he shot back with his smartass grin.

Collecting their swimsuits, the couple redressed themselves in the shallow end before exiting the pool. They dried each other off and then began the short walk back to the house. Arriving home, the pair was quite worn out from their swim and watched a Seinfeld rerun in bed before dozing off in each other’s arms.

The next morning, the pair awoke around 8:00, wanting to get in a few hours on the beach before returning to the house for lunch. Before dressing for the beach, however, Mike took Melody to a family-owned restaurant called Café Beignet. The owners originally hailed from New Orleans and brought their signature pastries to Orange Beach. They were immensely enjoyed by Melody, who described them as “easily one of the tastiest foods imaginable.” By the end of the meal, both of their faces were completely covered in powdered sugar.

Returning back to the townhouse, Mike changed into his army green swim trunks and a short-sleeved button-up shirt. Deciding to leave the shirt unbuttoned for the walk to the beach, Melody whistled her approval, running her hands up his strong chest as she playfully inspected his beach look. Mike whimpered pitifully upon seeing that Melody had already put on a cover-up. Though it was quite sexy, being a flowing sundress made of pink, flowery fabric, he knew the glorious treasure that it concealed. Giggling seductively, she lightly kissed him before they grabbed their towels, chairs, and sunglasses for the beach.

As they crossed the wooden bridge leading to the beach, Mike kept glancing at Melody, waiting for her inevitable reaction to seeing the ocean for the first time. Stepping onto the white sand and reaching the top of a dune, Melody’s mouth instantly fell open; she was stunned at the vast expanse of water now stretching out in front of her. Slowly walking down the sandy hill, she gripped Mike’s hand excitedly, taking in every sensation of this new experience. The smell of the salt, the sound of the crashing waves, and seagulls in the distance, it was like she had suddenly entered another world.

Reaching a prime spot, they set up their folding chairs and towels. Mike slipped off his sandals and stuffed his button-up shirt into Melody’s beach bag. As he turned to her, she smiled seductively, crossed her arms in front of her, and slowly peeled off her pink cover-up. Mike was speechless as she revealed one of the skimpiest, sexiest bikinis he had ever seen. It was her trademark black, with the tiniest strings imaginable holding up the top and G-string bottoms. Two patches of triangular fabric barely covered her incredible breasts as they bounced and jiggled with every step she took.

Sauntering up to him, she asked, “Like what you see?”

“You… are stunning. And you might cause a few heart attacks,” he said with a chuckle.

Seeing that a few of their fellow beachgoers had also noticed her attire, Mike grinned while glancing around him momentarily before deciding to mark his territory. Pulling Melody close, he planted a firm, passionate kiss on her lips, larger than he typically would in public. She didn’t complain one bit, though, running her hands up his arms and shoulders approvingly as their tongues danced.

As they parted, Mike smiled, saying, “Just got to let every jock on this beach know that the hottest girl to ever set foot on this sand is all mine.”

Over the next two hours, the pair enjoyed lounging on the beach together, people-watching and splashing around in the surf. Melody’s squeals of joy upon first stepping into the Gulf of Mexico were incredible; the feeling of the waves running over her toes was one of the most wonderful sensations she had ever felt. After jumping waves, getting into splash wars, and dunking each other for an hour or so, they grew weary and decided to head in for lunch.

Stepping back into the air-conditioned townhouse immediately helped refresh the couple from the June heat. They remained in their swimsuits as they munched on the leftover pizza around the kitchen counter. After finishing their lunch, the pair investigated the shower in the master bath upstairs. Though the shower wasn’t quite as spacious as theirs, it was still quite a luxurious size, easily accommodating the two of them, as well as their extracurricular activities.

After a fun romp of doggy-style sex in the shower, Mike suggested they try out a putt-putt golf place they had seen on the way into town. He slipped on his button-up shirt and his khaki shorts, keeping the top two shirt buttons undone for some added sex appeal. Melody wore her daisy dukes with a bright red tank top, braiding her hair for a sporty look when combined with her sunglasses. As they drove, Mike lowered the windows and opened the sunroof, enjoying the sight of Melody’s braided hair blowing in the breeze.

Arriving at the amusement park, they were offered a choice of either a jungle-themed course or a pirate-themed course. Melody excitedly picked the pirate adventure, while Mike grabbed clubs and golf balls, blue for himself and black for Melody. Her competitive nature began to shine through once more, as she trash-talked playfully throughout the first few holes. Unfortunately for her, Mike had become quite good at putt-putt golf over the years, and she quickly found herself down by three strokes by the end of the front nine. Changing her strategy to distraction tactics, she attempted to mount a comeback using her gorgeous figure and flirty personality to mess with his game. Though she was only moderately successful, with Mike managing to score no worse than par on the next eight holes, she managed to pull within a stroke of him as they approached the final hole.

The eighteenth hole was quite a challenge, being directly on top of the large pirate ship that the entrance to the park was built into. A large cannon stood in the middle of the ship, with the hole directly on the other side of it, resulting in a classic risk or reward scenario. As he had the overall lead, Mike played it safe, hitting his ball around the cannon and banking it off a nearby wall for a moderately easy five-foot putt for par. After sinking his putt, Melody studied the course for several long seconds before stepping up to her ball. With all the concentration she could muster, she hit the ball masterfully in between the wheels of the cannon, slowly becoming more excited as the ball rolled closer to the hole. Though it slowed to an excruciating pace, the ball had just enough steam to dramatically fall into the cup for a hole-in-one.

“YES!!! In your face!” she playfully taunted, jumping up and down excitedly at having tied the game on the final stroke.

“Beginner’s luck,” Mike said, shaking his head in disbelief.

“Well then, how do we decide who buys ice cream?” she shot back.

“Hmm… all right then, without cheating, guess what I’m thinking right now.”

Studying his face intently for a few moments, she finally answered, “You’re picturing what I would have looked like jumping like I was while naked.”

“I… SAID NO CHEATING!” he stammered in mock rage.

“Ha! I win!” she crowed proudly.

“Ok, seriously, how’d you know that?”

“Aren’t you forgetting? I… know… you…” she whispered seductively.

Chuckling, he replied, “That you do.”

At the frozen yogurt stand downstairs, Melody chose a chocolate and vanilla swirl with sprinkles, while Mike opted for his standard vanilla cup. As high as the temperature was climbing, their frozen treats were the perfect counterbalance, refreshing them from being out in the sun most of the day.

They spent the next couple of hours perusing some of the souvenir shops in town, with Melody focused on the many clothing options available.

However, as they passed the toy section, Mike couldn’t resist grabbing a couple of wooden swords, tossing one to Melody, and dueling her right in the middle of the store. As their wooden blades locked together and they drew closer in their pretend struggle, Mike “won” the fight by poking his head through their swords and kissing Melody quickly on the nose, causing her to fall back in a complete giggle-fit.

To be continued