Blacked in Goa

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“Uhh…no…thank you.” She stammered.

“C’mon…the water’s nice and warm…it’ll be great.” He tried to persuade her.

Mira thought for a second. The water was really tempting; it would be perfect to just get into it. She tinkered with the idea of going into the water for a few seconds.

“No... thanks…I don’t have a spare set of clothes…You go. I will wait for you right here.” She replied.

James was disappointed that his move did not work but he recovered before his face showed it. He knew pushing this pretty, young thing too much could spoil everything. Keeping that in mind he decided not to insist.

“It’s cool.” He replied before ordering Mira another drink. He stepped back and took off his sando and Mira gasped. She hoped to the dear lord he didn’t hear that and seeing him simply move without even much as a stare, she hoped the sounds of the sea were louder than her gasp.

It was obvious why she gasped. Even though she had an idea of what lied under that thin piece of cloth, she was still surprised when he took it off. He possessed a body to die for. Broad shoulders which she had seen earlier gave way to a pair of thick, muscular, well defined chest. The dark complexion of his skin made those muscles appear larger and more alluring then they already were. A perfectly V-shaped torso led to a muscular hip. His stomach was flat like a washboard and she could clearly see a couple of pair of abdominal muscles.

He hadn’t missed her gasp. No matter how loud the see was, his ears were fine tuned to catch every moan, gasp, shriek from a woman he targeted. From his numerous conquest, he knew each tone of a woman. He knew his body had an effect on her and he smiled ever so faintly, being careful not to get caught smirking.

He decided to further up the ante by taking off his shorts. He wanted to laugh out so loud when he saw Mira’s reaction. She simply turned her head away when he slid his shorts down. Even though he was wearing underwear underneath, it was far too awkward for Mira. The only man who had ever taken off his shorts so nonchalantly was her husband of so many years. 

With that thought, the comparisons began. While Raghav had been a fit man in his youth, years of complacency after marriage had made him lose focus of his body. She remembered how she had gasped similarly when Raghav took of his pants in front of her when they first made love. Even though the situation was similar, the persons weren’t.

Raghav had a hairy pair of legs. His thigh muscles then were large but James had larger and far too well defined thighs and a set of calves which looked more like a large piece of meat. What was even more intriguing was the thing between his legs. James was wearing a jock, which barely hid his crown jewels but the bulge under his jocks was shockingly large.

Mira had noticed all this in just a second before she had turned her head away in shame. She didn’t glance back at James for a minute and when she did, he wasn’t there. She looked around to see him walk toward the water. 

As noticed before, he had a perfectly V-shaped back and his back muscles flexed with each step. She could see his taught, round butt which flexed and relaxed with every step he took. The waiter kept the drink on the table but she didn’t pay heed. She had a better view and something much better on mind to notice him.

The waiter quietly walked away as Mira kept staring at James. It wasn’t long before James walked in to the water and then lunged forward to dive in to the waves. She watched as he swam up and dived down every now and then and a part of her wanted to join him as well.

She had always been fond of the water and loved to go to the beach but never had the opportunity to learn how to swim. The heat of the coast was unbearable and a refreshing dip in the water would be such a relief. But holding her back was the fact that she didn’t have a spare set of clothes but that was just an excuse. The real thing holding her back was the thought of getting into the water with a stranger. 

She couldn’t risk getting too close to him, knowing how vulnerable she could get. She couldn’t risk getting her clothes wet, not because she didn’t have a spare set, but because the wet clothes would stick to her body and the outlines and contours of her delicious curvy body would be all for him to see. She was far too modest to risk all this.

A few minutes later James walked out of the sea. She stared at him without blinking as she took in every moment of the visual delight that was on offer. The chocolate dark complexion of his skin shined in the bright sun and the sheath of water on his body added to the sheen. It appeared as if his body was made of bronze. He waked with a gait of supreme confidence, knowing very well that he had the physique women would throw themselves at and men would cower in shame.

He walked to the table and sat on it without even an ounce of awkwardness. He was sitting almost naked in front of a woman who he had met just an hour ago and he was shamelessly showing off his body. That’s exactly what he intended to do. This had been his patented move, especially when he was out in the tropical countries where he could take off shirt on a whim. Back home he had to find an excuse to take his shirt off for the fear of being caught in the cold.

Mira could barely keep herself together. She was very awkward which was clearly showing off from her blushing cheeks. She dared not to look him in the eye and kept stealing glances at the hunk of a body that was just a couple of feet away from her.

The waiter brought a dry towel and now James had no excuse to stay like that. He wiped himself quickly and wore his shorts and the sando. Another round of drinks followed before Mira asked to go back to the hotel. He agreed and soon they were on the bike riding back. Now that she had seen in almost full glory, she kept recalling those moments again and again. Sitting so close to him on the motorcycle was turning her on even more as the most desirable body was just a couple inches away from her.

James on the other hand was day dreaming. Even though he hadn’t seen her body, he was clearly imagining how it would be once that delicate dress came off. He visualised how succulent her breasts would be, how curvaceous those hips would be and how taut, round and curvy that ass could be. He was already taken by the grace and beauty of her face with succulent pink lips, deep black eyes, a sharp straight nose, pink full cheeks and the long flowing brown hair. 

He wondered if she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. Even though he had bedded score of women before, James seemed enamoured by this shy, young woman. She was like the ultimate prize, difficult to get yet so good once he had he. He had never encountered a woman who was so shy back home. He had read and had been quite familiar with the Indian culture and how generally docile Indian women were. Most women he had slept with usually threw themselves at him but he knew Mira wasn’t one of those women. He had to work hard to get her and he resolved to do so!