TABOO novel Chapter 60

Tour My Cunt

It's been two days since my fiancé and I visited Sweden. The country was beautiful and the people were welcoming. We ate, we drank, we also met new people. Cruz, my fiancè, and I had been dating for a few years now. He worked at a corporate firm as a lawyer while I worked in a bank. 

Cruz and I fell for each other the very first time we met each other. Before Cruz, I always liked to have fun. I love good parties, food, and even good sex. So I never tried to turn down any good sex, especially when I'm attracted to these guys. Cruz and I started off as a one nightstand. 

We met at this charity event. He was sexy, I was hot. We talked, drank, and the next minute we were driving to his place to have sex. He was good in bed, and he made me feel things I haven't felt for months. Soon after, we started hooking up often. We started going on dates, stealing kisses, hanging out, and fucking more. Soon, we became a thing when he asked me if I would love to date him. Cruz was handsome and rich and nice and I didn't see any reason to turn down his proposal. And also, we've been seeing each other for months. 

Two years into our relationship, Cruz proposed. And during those times, I was barely feeling the relationship. I had cheated on him twice with a client then and I loved the way this client fucked me. I mean, before Cruz and I became serious, he knew I loved sex and I always had sex with other guys who pleasured me real good. But when Cruz and I became serious, I toned down the cheating. I stopped. But after two years of our relationship, everything wasn't the same as we first started. I was beginning to fall out of love. 

I told Cruz I cheated on him with this hot African–American man with an impressive dick ( I didn't tell him the guy's dick was far impressive than his. Cruz might die of depression. I wouldn't want that.) and Cruz wasn't okay with it. He was sad for a while, he broke up with me after. I didn't feel the break up that much because I was tired of the relationship. I missed taking different guys home and having different dicks up my ass and my cunt. 

Two months later, with me always fooling around and going to this party and that party, I started missing Cruz. I guess that was when I realized I really liked Cruz and he was this guy I could never really replace. There was no one like Cruz. He was patient with me, tolerable, caring, and even a loving guy. Something I wasn't. I started calling Cruz, showing up at his office and asking for a second chance. It was a miracle Cruz still loved me and we started dating again, like we didn't break up for two months. 

Four months after our makeup, Cruz asked me to marry him and I happily said yes. The rest of the year went okay. We were happy. I didn't cheat on him, I tried my best to stay loyal to him, and hopefully it worked. Until we started fighting the next year. We would argue, I would throw things, and talk back at him. He would storm out of the house in anger and never returned for days. I felt miserable. We felt miserable and we thought about ways to just end this fight and continue our relationship like the early years when we first started. 

Sweden was a place we came up with. Cruz's childhood friend suggested we visit Sweden to clear our heads out while learning to love each other. We've been in Sweden for three days and it has been going fantastic and great. Cruz and I would tour the city, eat sushi, visit the beach, take pictures and even make love. It felt like it was just like first time we met. 

On Friday, five days in touring Sweden, I suggested we took a boat ride to the small island across the beach house we were renting. Cruz thought it was a good idea so we decided to check out this island along with a tour guide who knew the island well in case we got lost. 

The tour guide was a tall, handsome, Hispanic American with a sexy accent. His name was Mateo. He had brown skin, curly hair, muscled skin and taut body. He was sexy, he was beautiful, he was everything I haven't had a taste of since Cruz and I made up. Throughout the boat ride across the small water, Mateo would discreetly stare at me with his sunglasses perched on his nose while Cruz goes through his phone. He would wink at me and I would blush. 

This was wrong. I guessed the last thing that was supposed to cross my mind was cheating on Cruz after we just got back together. But as Mateo stared at me, with beautiful lips and sexy eyes, I wanted to break any and every rule and have him tour my cunt. That I was willing to do. 

" We're close." Mateo announced. 

" Finally." Cruz sighed looking up from his phone.  " I really hope we will have fun." 

Mateo stopped the boat close to the dock as we climbed out of the boat. Mateo tied the boat to the dock and followed us. The island was quiet, with tall trees and beautiful flowers. Mateo gave us a tour, telling us stories about a plant or a place as we walked past it. 

Surprisingly, there was a little town of Scandinavian speaking people with a few speaking English. There was also a bar that sells good drinks, foods, and play life music.

" Can we go there?" Cruz asks, referring to the bar as he turns to look at me. " Please, babe. Let's just go have a drink and listen to music and dance. We need this."

I didn't want to go to a bar. I wanted to tour the woods with Mateo by my side as I stared at his beautiful blue eyes. He had removed the sunglasses and I could clearly see his handsome feature. I didn't want to hurt Cruz by telling him I didn't want a drink, because coming to Sweden was supposed to be our bonding experience. But also, I didn't want to visit the bar. 

So I thought of a way to decline his offer without hurting his feelings. 

" Can we do this later? I wanna tour the rest of the woods. Please." I said. 

" You can visit the bar and have a drink and I'll give her a quick tour around the island and bring her back to you at the bar. How does that sound?" Mateo came to my rescue.

Cruz seemed to think about this as he turned to look at me. 

" Are you sure?" Cruz asked. 

" Yeah. I'll be fine. We'll just have a quick tour and meet you back at the bar. I'll be fine, babe." I assured Cruz.

He nodded.

" You take care of her for me, yes?"

" I sure will." Mateo's deep voice answers, making me think about different reasons for his answer.

Cruz gave me a peck on the cheek and headed towards the bar. I turned to look at Mateo as I asked:

" Shall we?"

" Sure." 

Mateo started to walk and I followed him. He showed me a small stream, a waterfall, and even a lake. The woods in this island was just beautiful. I could stare at this beautiful nature all day. 

" So you two are getting married?" Mateo asked as we stood by to stare at the lake. 

" Something like that."

" You don't look too enthralled."

" I don't?" I feigned innocence and I stare at Mateo. 

He wasn't wrong. I wasn't thrilled each time I thought about being a wife. Cruz was a great guy and this trip to Sweden was supposed to mend our broken relationship, and thankfully, it did. But seeing Mateo's blue eyes and strong body, I felt like he was something I needed to have before we left Sweden. 

Mateo shrugged at my response.

" So are you seeing anyone, Mateo?" I asked, as I stepped on the small jetty.

" No."

" Why? You're hot, I believe you can get any woman you want."

" I can?" He asked, smirking at me as I saw his gaze sweep over my body. 

I was 27 years old and I looked 25. Thanks, to good genes. 

" Yeah."

" And yet I've been throwing lights at you, it seemed unanswered." Mateo said. 

I turned to look at him from above my shoulder with a smirk. It took a lot of courage for a man to voice out he wants another man's woman. Especially when the man knows this said woman's husband/soon to be husband was around. 

I looked away, pretending I wasn't turned on my Mateo's admittance. I pulled my dress above my head as I turned to look at Mateo over my shoulder. He was staring at me, taking every bit of my body. 

I unhooked my bra and tossed it on the jetty. Next, it was my panties. Bending over a little, I reached for the waistband of my panties. With my eyes locked on Mateo's over my shoulder, I started to slowly take off my panties. I did it slowly, taunting him, as I pulled off the material teasingly. Mateo gulped loudly, with his hands shoved in his denim shorts pockets. He was hard and I could tell he was trying to restrain himself from bending me over and fucking me senseless. 

I finally dragged the panties to my ankles, stand upright and stepped out of it. Pushing my blonde locks over my shoulders, I dove into the water. It was cold and the weather was hot with the sun shining bright in the sky. I dipped into the water, naked, as Mateo stood by the surface, watching me. 

After swimming for a few minutes, I got out of the water dripping wet as I stand on the jetty. Mateo watched me from where he stood on the surface. He stared at my naked body, taking in my naked form. 

" What do you think you're doing?" Mateo asked, his voice deep and laced with hunger. 

An hunger for me. 

I took a courageous step towards him as I step on the grass. I stood before him naked. My tits ached for his touch. My pussy wanted his fingers in them. I wanted him to explore me and tour my body like the most beautiful island he'd ever toured.

" I want you to tour my body, Mr. Tour guide." I whisper.

His body was warm, with heat radiating off his body. He took a step forward so we were close and my tits touching his bare chest. 

" I thought you'd never ask." He whispered in a gravelly voice I've come to like.

Mateo wrapped his big hand around my neck as he kissed me. It was anything like Cruz's kiss. This was desperate, hunger filled, and want. Mateo ran his left hand up my thighs as he brought my left thigh around his waist, leaving me to stand with one leg. I moaned into his mouth, giving Mateo a chance to slip his tongue down my throat.