There is no other place like Bali in the world. Like many islands in the Indonesian archipelago, the vibrant Hindu island has been a tourist favourite destination for decades. The volcanically dominant interior is host to many lagoons and wide beaches. Bali boasts everything from its pristine beaches, luxurious accommodation, traditional culture, and much more.

So when Felicity Adams eventually earned her degree in Physical Education at the age of twenty-two, she decided to take time off and indulge herself in a dream trip. Angie, her best friend, worked for a travel agent and had managed to get her a good deal on a trip to Thailand and Bali.

Fliss, as she preferred to be called, had readily agreed and arrived at Ngurah Rai International airport in Denpasar from Bangkok and couldn't wait to get settled. The visit to Thailand had been a washout with heavy rain throughout, and although Bali was also in its rainy season, the weather forecasts were promising. She had chosen to stay in Seminyak, famous for its magical sunsets and beach clubs. The Samaya Seminyak offered private villas with a tranquil atmosphere, and Fliss fell in love with her room, which was just across the street from the beach. The outdoor gazebo next to the private lap pool was perfect for dining in the fresh air.

And it was here that she saw HIM first, as she was enjoying her first breakfast of her stay. The image would stay with her for a long time. He was youngish with dark hair blown askew by the light breeze as he walked barefoot along the beach. Wearing only a pair of tight swimming trunks, she stared at him for what seemed an age, transfixed by a trace of something beguiling in his physicality and charm. Was he real? Or just a mirage, she thought dreamily.

"And I don't want to hear about missed opportunities," Angie had told her. "Eat well, get a tan, and get laid."

x

The first day had been all about being a tourist! She had visited the Buddha Gallery, the Purpa Fine Art Gallery, and finally the flea market. Spending her money on a whim. But of course, it was all about the beach. Fliss was proud of her body, honed and toned by her constant workouts. She had no body fat, and her muscles were firm and strong. She was lean and fit but not overly bulky where it mattered. It was ironic that she hadn't dated much, as most of the males in her classes were built like Charles Atlas, and Fliss fancied the boy next door type.

On her second day, Fliss found a wonderful beach, and having endured two solid months of rain in London, she thought she was now in heaven. Bali was noted for its warm and crystal clear waters, and Fliss basked in the afternoon sun. She had not felt this relaxed in an age as she drifted in and out of a dreamless sleep. Safe in the knowledge that the high-factor sun block would save her delicate white skin from burning, she had chosen to go topless for a better tan. The sun had moved higher in the sky since she had rolled over face down on the soft white sand of the three-kilometre Seminyak beach.

"Goedemiddag!"

Fliss snapped her eyes open as the silhouette of a tall man cast a shadow on her semi-nude frame.

"Pardon me?"

"Sorry. Good afternoon. I am Dirk. I am Dutch. How are you?"

"Oh, wonderful."

She pulled her bikini top over her front to hide her bosom and saw that it was her dream boy. Dirk wore nothing but those tight-fitting trunks again that highlighted his long bronzed shanks, and his torso was smooth and hairless. As she squinted in the sun, she could clearly make out the outline of his manhood that snaked down to the left.

"You are staying at the villa?"

He pointed over her shoulder.

"Yes. Are you local?"

"No. I come here when I can. I live and work in Bangkok. Care for a walk?"

"Sure. Why not?"

Dirk told her that he worked in sales for a Dutch firm and had relocated from Amsterdam for a two-year period. As they strolled together in the soft sand, they held each other's hands, lost in general conversation. The fact that she wore only her bikini bottoms seemed entirely innocent as they neared a few rows of other sunbathers.

"Ah. Excuse me. I have to go."

Just as quickly as he had appeared, Dirk took off, running down the beach in the opposite direction.

"But?"

Balls! Fliss kicked herself as the Dutchman vanished in the heat haze. With her mobile phone back at the villa, she had no way of keeping in touch with the desirable stranger. Bugger, bugger, bollocks! The words' missed opportunity echoed in her ears.

x

The warm, humid evening condensed into a night of drizzle. Having dined on a superb dinner of freshly caught tuna with yellow coconut rice, Fliss decided to take a relaxing nighttime stroll along the beach, eager to enjoy the tranquil waves of the sea which lapped upon the shore. Soon, the drizzle became a persistent shower, and the wet fabric of her light shirt clung to the curve of her waist and the soft swell of her bosom. Her erect nipples poked out proudly, the more her shirt dampened.

"Pure heaven."

In the dark, the beach was deserted as she looked out at the sea. The light breeze felt amazing, and by the time she had reached the edge of the sea, she had swept her black hair back and taken the wet shirt off, leaving her in just her bikini bottoms and flip-flops. As the rain bounced off her upper body, rivulets of refreshing water teemed down her bare breasts. She raised her face and held out her arms to embrace the delightful sensation on her lily white skin.

"You are truly beautiful."

Fliss was surprised to hear the voice of another. And as her eyes grew sufficiently used to the faint light of the moonlight, she saw the tanned fellow from earlier standing not fifteen feet from her. From the look on his face, it was obvious that he had been instantly enamoured by the sight of her exposed breasts and of her erect pink nipples that resembled rose buds.
Their eyes met, unblinking at first, as a frisson of attraction became more and more apparent as the seconds ticked by. Only the sound of water dappling the sand could be heard over the palpable silence.

"Dirk! Oh, hi. Nice evening, right?" she gushed.

"If you like rain, ja."

Fliss laughed as the rain scattered her frizzy hair across her face. She stared directly at the man, and only then did she realise that he was stark bollock naked. He was utterly gorgeous in the buff, a good six feet tall to her five feet seven. Dirk had a long upper body that tapered from his shoulders to his trim waist. His manhood hung dormant, but Fliss thought she saw a significant twitch in his thick shaft as he looked her up and down.

"I find that a nude walk on the beach at night to be most exhilarating."

"Me too," she said quickly as she tried desperately to lift her eyes from his exposed appendage. "Um, are you? Oh!"

It happened naturally. Their moist lips slowly brushing against each other. His hands caressed her upper body as she melted willingly into his arms. Dirk cupped her left breast with the warm palm of his hand and squeezed. With her arms draped around his neck, Fliss sighed as he sucked on her other breast and nibbled at her nipple with hard teeth. Her nails dug into his flesh, and she slowly scratched him across his back as he pleasured her. All the while, his erection bumped off her left upper thigh. He clamped his lips on one nipple and rolled her other between thumb and index finger. Fliss stroked his hard-on, which magically thickened in her tight fist. They gradually sank down into the sand, and the Englishwoman moaned as he kneaded her boobs at the same time.

"Dirk."

They hit the sand, and she was impressed at how deftly he pulled her bikini bottoms off. He brought them to his face, and he noted their dampness as he held them in his hands. They hugged and kissed in their mutual naked state as the persistent rain fell on their heated bodies. As she lay on her back and played with fistfuls of sand, Dirk wriggled down her front to her loins. His tongue scraped across her mound, and Fliss began to breathe heavily, her arms lying limp by her sides. Her thighs slowly spread open with the anticipation of him moving to her sex. He did not disappoint. As he moved downwards, he massaged her inner thighs, close but not directly touching her labia. He was brilliant, applying pressure to both sides of her open legs, and circling his fingers closer and closer to her slit.

"Dirk!"

The Dutchman dragged one finger along the valley of her pussy on either side of her pink lips. Then he spread her wide with both hands, and Fliss felt the delicious sensation of her juices trickling down her crack. He parted her thighs and lapped her pussy from anus to clit with great gusto.

"Oh, my goodness!"

His index finger slipped gently into her slippery tightness. And, having pushed it in, he curled it upward as he licked her clitoris. The naked nubile squirmed on the soft bed of sand and shook her head from side to side. Grinding on the beach together, she reached her hand down between his legs and squeezed his cock. His shaft pulsed in her palm, and she desperately wanted him to fuck her. Dirk rolled her legs up to his chest and shoulders, and in the blink of an eye, he was between her thighs and half buried in her muff. She was slick and wet and his cock slid in effortlessly.

"That's...umm!"

The straw-haired hottie was incredibly well hung, and Fliss felt stretched as he drove all the way inside of her. They kissed as they fucked with their tongues dancing inside of each other's mouths. His bulk rocked on top of her in the half light of the rainy night as he stabbed repeatedly into the wet sucking flesh of her pussy. She clutched his shoulders and lowered her legs around his lower back and he screwed her all the harder. Her firm tits thrust up into his chest as their bodies made a sizeable dent in the wet sand.

"Is good, ja?"

"Yeah!" she hissed as Dirk shot his hips hard into her and pressed his cock as deep inside of the grateful girl.

Fliss embraced the softness of the beach on her back and tilted her head as she let him suck on her tits. Dirk was so gorgeous, with his upper body gliding back and forth on top of her. He was as strong as a bull and put every ounce of energy into banging her pussy with an energetic speed and force.

"Oh, baby!"

She reached her hands around him and squeezed his nether cheeks, pulling him into her all the more. Her fingers worked in the crack of his buttocks as he plunged up into her hot twat, and he grunted at the saucy touch. The sound of the sea at their backs lapping furiously on the beach mingled with the pitter-patter of the rain. In their heated passion that saw them joined at the hip, neither of them much cared about the weather. Drops of rainwater sprayed their bodies as Dirk flipped them over.

"Ho!"

Fliss was on top of him now and pressed herself down against the stiffness of his upright pole. He slipped inside the folds of her tight pussy as she lowered herself all the way. She arched her back as her hair became more and more frizzy as they were dampened by the intermittent downpour. Gravity took its course as she sank in a tantalising, slow-motion impalement on the thick pole. His girth expanded her soft, wet walls, and gradually his length filled her up.

She took a moment to adjust to his rigid dick, then planted her hands on his wet chest and adjusted her stance. With great concentration, she began to grind on his shaft, and Dirk guided her up and down as he pushed in. Drops of rain trickled down onto his chest from her lank hair as they bucked against each other. Her tits bounced intermittently as she rode the fullness length of his divine cock, and her bottom smacked into him as she engulfed every inch of him. The tide had reached closer to their writhing bodies, and reluctantly, they uncoupled and sought refuge by an outcrop of volcanic rock.

"Bend over."

"Like this?"

Fliss bent at the waist, and her buttocks curved delightfully. The rain fell at an angle, pattering against his back, as he held her firmly with both hands and pushed in hard with his throbbing boner. They both reacted to the lewd sucking sound as he mounted her. He took her arms and crossed them behind her back, holding them tight in place with one hand as he gave her firm pelvic thrusts. His body banged hard on her rear end as he went in balls deep, making her cheeks ripple from the force.

"This...is...wonderful."

The rain had settled into a gentle drizzle, and combined with the humid and warm air, they perspired freely. Whimpering loudly as her pussy was filled to the hilt, Fliss fought to steady herself from the rate of his energetic strokes. He let go of her arms and tightened his grip around her midriff and pulled her back into him again and again. Her toes dug into the sand as the pair of them were driven to reach their climax, and his non-stop thrusting finally drew forth her orgasm. He lost all control and withdrew to splatter her rump with his cum. He folded over her back as he panted until the final throbs of his cock ceased. They hugged and kissed in the glory of the Bali night, and when they eventually parted, they knew they would never see each other again.

END