Ali

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Cancun and Pina Coladas will always remind me of the most erotic experience of my life.  My best friend Lisa and I went down to Cancun
for Spring break.  We were excited to see ‘N Sync and 98 Degrees on MTV’s Fashionably Loud, ‘cause we love both groups and think the guys are all adorable.  So you can imagine my surprise that evening when we went to party at Coco-Bongo, and saw that Justin, Joey and Chris from ‘N Sync were at the same nightclub.  I’m not usually a big drinker, but since we were there to have fun, Lisa and I both ordered Pina Coladas, and began to loosen up.  Lisa met some guys, and they bought us each another drink.  The DJ announced a hot legs contest at midnight, and instructed contestants to line up.  On a dare from Lisa and the guys she met (and with a couple of drinks in my system) I joined the contest.  I was wearing a gray mini skirt, platform sandals, and a white tube top, so I thought I looked good enough to have a chance.

The DJ presented the three celebrity judges for the contest - Kid Rock, Eminem, and Joey Fatone from ‘N Sync.  The music played as we paraded out onto the stage, and one-by-one we stepped forward and showed off our legs.  When they called my number, I went forward and pulled up my skirt a little, while I did a little dance (I was pretty tipsy by then).  The guys in the audience whistled and cheered, but even so, I didn’t win.

A slut at the end of the line picked up her dress completely, and danced around showing off her thong panties – and I later heard that she was a professional stripper.  So even though the slut won the $1,000 cash, I ended up with a better prize.

I couldn’t believe it when Joey approached me after the contest and asked me to dance.  I thought he looked totally hot, dressed in a black
silk shirt and gray pants.  His gorgeous brown eyes looked deeply into mine, and his smile was warm and friendly.  He told me that he thought
I should have won, but he was outvoted by the other two guys. (Big surprise!)  We talked and danced together for the next couple of hours,
and when he tried to kiss me, I let him.  He said that he and the other guys in the group were only going to be in Cancun for two more days,
and asked if I’d like to get together with him on the next day.  We made plans to meet the following day at noon, then he kissed me again before I left with Lisa.

He picked me up at noon, and since it was sunny and hot, we decided to go jetskiing first.  I was tempted to try to drive one myself, but
after seeing his muscular chest and arms as he pulled off his t-shirt, I thought I’d rather sit behind him and hold on.  I saw his eyes widen
with pleasure when I pulled off the tank top I was wearing over my multicolored bikini top.  He reminded me of a kid at a candy shop, with
his nose pressed up against the window, wondering if the treasures within were as good as they looked.  Unfortunately, they made us wear
life vests, so I couldn’t hold on to his bare skin or press up against him.  After about an hour of jetskiing, we walked along the beach
together, just talking.  He asked what I wanted to do next, so I suggested we just catch some rays.

We drove back to his hotel, because they had a better beach area there, and walked down to the sand.  We grabbed a couple of plastic lounge
chairs and threw our towels over them before lying down.  I asked Joey to put suntan lotion on me, and lowered the chair to lie flat on my
stomach.  Joey hesitated for a second, then asked me if he should untie my bikini so I wouldn’t have strap marks.  “Sure,” I answered.

He slowly squirted the cool suntan lotion on my warm shoulders, and ran a line of it down my spine to the small of my back.  He then squirted
some more on my legs, and began rubbing it in.  He spread it slowly, seductively, almost massaging me.

“As a matter of fact,” he said, “you shouldn’t wear a top at all, so you won’t have tan lines in the front either.”  I looked up to face him,
and I saw that Joey was eyeing my breasts, though he couldn’t see more than the sides of them.  I’m not usually an exhibitionist, but I got
extremely turned on by the thought of being topless in front of Joey, and getting him excited by it.  “You’re right” I agreed with him.  “An
all-over tan is better.”  I got up, then pulled my chair’s back up so that I could sit up.  He never took his eyes off me, but I pretended
not to notice.  When I sat back down I said “Well?”

“Well what?”

“You haven’t finished applying the suntan lotion.  You don’t want me to get burned do you?”  I knew it was ridiculous, cause I could easily
have put the lotion on my front by myself, but instead I just leaned back and closed my eyes.

Joey slowly poured the lotion on my shoulders and breasts.  With my eyes closed, I felt like my other senses were heightened.  I could smell the coconut scented suntan lotion, I could hear the waves lapping on the beach, and I shuddered when I finally felt his hands slowly move down from my shoulders, slide over my breasts, and then rub my nipples.  I held my breath as he spread the lotion over my breasts, and I felt my nipples get hard.  He squirted more lotion on me, between my breasts, and over my stomach, and down my thighs and legs.  He slowly, carefully rubbed the lotion all over, and I was totally aroused by it.

When he finished at last, I opened my eyes and said, “Okay, now it’s your turn.”  He lied down flat on his stomach, while I straddled the
chair, sitting on his butt.  I tried to follow his lead, slowly pouring the lotion on him, and massaging it in.  I reached way over a couple of
times, letting my breasts rest on his back.  After finishing his back, I instructed him to roll over, then I sat on him again.  I could feel his
erection through his trunks, and I took extra care to make sure I wiggled around on it while I applied the lotion on his chest.  He watched me the whole time, never saying a word.  “There,” I said when I was done.  “Did that feel good?”  Without answering, he grabbed my
wrist and pulled me down to give me a deep tongued passionate kiss that left me aching for more.

We both realized that we were out in the open, and that although the stretch of beach was almost empty, we couldn’t take this foreplay any
further in public.  So, we got up from the chairs, and ran into the water, playfully splashing around.  I felt an incredible sense of
freedom, being topless, and I knew that it was driving Joey crazy.  He grabbed me and held me close to him, saying “girl, you are so hot!  I
want to fuck you so bad.”  “So what’s stopping you?” I asked, then I kissed him seductively.

He took my cue, and led me out of the water, holding my hand.  We rinsed off at the outdoor showers, and then went to the chairs to pick up our things.  I didn’t put my bikini top back on, so my wet skin made my white tank top cling to me, and made it almost transparent.  We went up
to the room he was sharing with his brother Steve, only to find him taking a nap on one of the two queen-sized beds in there.  “Too bad” I
said sadly.

“Nah, Steve’s a really deep sleeper,” began Joey, “and he was really drunk last night, so he probably won’t wake up for hours.”  Joey was
looking at me lustfully, his eyes full of desire, so I couldn’t really tell if he was being honest or not.

I didn’t know what to do.  It was one thing to go topless, but I wasn’t sure about making love while someone else was in the room.  “Come on,” coaxed Joey.  “Haven’t you ever wanted to do something really exciting? Think what a turn on it is to know that we might get caught.”

I was still hesitant, so Joey began kissing me, and pulled my tank top off.  He went from kissing my lips, to kiss my neck, my shoulders, and
then he licked one nipple, while fondling the other.  At that point I was so horny, the room could have been filled with people, and I
wouldn’t have cared.

When he saw that I was willing, Joey had me lie down on the bed, and he got down next to me.  He began sucking on my nipples and caressing my breasts, but moved to kissing his way down to my stomach, playfully tugging at my navel ring with his teeth.  He then pulled my bikini bottom off, and went back to kissing my stomach, inching his way down. He spread my legs, and buried his face there.  I couldn’t see what he was doing, but in a second I felt the most delicious sensation I have ever experienced in my life.  Although I wasn’t a virgin, I had never had a guy go down on me before.  Joey did things to me that I will never forget.  He expertly teased my clit with his tongue, and then slipped a finger into my moist vagina.  I felt so good, my thighs began to tremble and I felt tingly all over.  Joey had to cover my mouth because I began to moan loudly.  I couldn’t help it, it was sweet and simple torture to feel so much pleasure.  When he thought that I was warmed up enough, he removed his trunks and slid his rock-hard penis inside of me.  I was so wet that it easily slid in and out.  We were both so excited, it didn’t take long until I was experiencing the greatest orgasm of my life, and I noticed that Joey was grabbing the pillow and closing his eyes in ecstasy too.  He collapsed onto the bed, breathless and exhausted, and rolled over to lie next to me.  “Damn, that was great!” he exclaimed, and then planted a sweet kiss on my lips.  “Mmm-hmm!  Delicious!” I agreed.  “I wish I couldn’t bottle it and sell it!”

After we cooled off, I told Joey that we had better put our clothes on and leave before Steve woke up.  Joey dropped me off at my hotel so I
could shower and get dressed for dinner.  I was almost ready when he called me, asking if I would mind Steve joining us.  “No problem, bring
him along” I said.  When the Fatone brothers picked me up, I could see Joey’s approval in his smile.  I wore a short floral sundress, with
little straps that laced up the back, showing a lot of skin.  “You look great in that dress,” he told me, “and with no tan lines!”  He added
mischievously, “I don’t need to leave until late tomorrow night.  Let’s lie out together again tomorrow!”

After dinner, while Joey was getting the car from the valet, Steve asked me how I like my dinner.  “It was great,” I answered.  “Delicious.”

“I guess you wish you could bottle it and sell it,” he said slyly.

I looked at him in shock.  “You mean you weren’t asleep?”

“I guess I was at first,” he answered “because all I remember is waking up to hear you two going at it.  But I thought I better pretend I was
still sleeping.”

“Oh my God!” I said.  “Are you going to tell Joey?”

“Tell him what?  That the mere sound of you two was enough to give me a raging hard-on?  That I kept fantasizing about making a Fatone
sandwich, and joining you guys in bed?  That as soon as you two left I had to go to the bathroom to jack off and relieve myself?  There are some things that don’t need to be shared, even by brothers.”  He smiled at me and added, “You know I couldn’t see you then, but you’re even hotter looking than I imagined.”

The surprising thing is that instead of being angry or shocked by the things Steve told me, I was aroused.  Later that evening, when Joey and
I made love again (alone this time), I pictured Steve masturbating in the bathroom, and was totally turned on.

I never told Joey what Steve confided in me – it’s our own little secret.  I sometimes fantasize about being with the two of them at
once, but haven’t had the nerve to suggest it.  But who knows, anything can happen.