Beached
By Adam
Beautiful... I knew it would be, the
hotel said it was a long way but it was worth the effort, nice secluded place to
get an 'all over' tan. I climbed
down among the rocks to the sand, you couldn't be overlooked from the road, so
nice and secure I think... off with these clothes.
I knelt down on my towel, cock
swaying loose in the sun, while I oiled up... dont want to burn anything... ooh
this is sexy, all nekkid in the breeze! I lay on my stomach, little white arse
gleaming at the sea, mmm oooh this warm sand on me vitals!
"Ha-ha-ha you look
comfy..." I looked up, my panic reflex starting the kick with adrenalin,
over the rocks leans this gorgeous redhead, all saucy eyes and flashing smile.
"Ah.. yes.. em.." I
bumbled, "Sorry, thought this was a lonely beach".
"Obviously" she said, gazing at my bare arse, "It is normally,
but the hotel
recommended it to me".
"Ha-ha, same here" I
quipped nervously.
"Mind if I join you?" she
flashed those teeth at me, ..oh so politely!
"No? Yes? Sure, come
ahead" I must sound like a right cunt!
She ran over towel under arm, and
spread it out beside me, sand flying all over me, sticking to my oil, "Oh
sorry, I'll get it off for you in a minute" an unruly smirk flashing across
that lovely, freckled face. She unhooked her Bikini top, her breasts spilling
out and quickly stepped out of her shorts, I tried not to look, honest... but
the stirrings between me and my towel proving its own point.
"Here let me brush you
off" she bustled, flicking the sand from my shoulders and back, sweeping
down and slapping and wobbling my buttocks. I could smell her, all perfume and
oil and something else... animal.
"You need some more oil on now,
here have some of mine", she smoothed some dark liquid over my back with
very practiced hands, obviously a professional, the fingers working to cover as
far as she could reach, into the small of my back and over my bum, fairly
quivering in its excitement. "Thanks" my voice wobbling in sympathy.
She then set about her own body
squeezing the bottle onto her shoulders, letting the oil trickle down over those
gorgeous tits, I couldn't help
watching from the shadows of my folded arms. She massaged the oil around and
under, down over her belly and hips, squirting more luxuriously between her
breasts so it ran down and puddled between her thighs. My mouth was dry.
"Could you oil my back
please" so polite... I wanted to smack her. My cock had been pressed into
the towel so I hoped it wouldn't notice too much, I knelt up, it started to sway
upwards very slowly, oh you cant trust your body to behave.
"That's ok.." she said
smirking at my member, "it must be this warm weather" I took her
bottle and sloshed it all over her back, my hands trembling as I smoothed into
her shoulders, my arousal brushing her back where I knelt too close. "Mmmmm"
she sighed, "lovely...." her head tipping forward to allow me access
to her neck, such a lovely neck, I resisted the urge to bite it.
My hands glided down her back,
lingering, smoothing, straying around her sides, brushing fleetingly those
lovely tits. She got onto her hands and knees, offering her bottom, my cock
tried not to poke at her.. really.. it did. I smoothed the oil over that
beautiful roundness, her hips gave a little wiggle, tantalizing my fingers,
"More" she breathed at me, I squirted the oil over that bum as though
putting out a fire, or fuelling it! My fingers straying between the cheeks,
working, her body pressing into them, encouraging, my fingers searched in her
flesh, the oil allowing them to slip easily into her cunt, she parted her knees
on the towel, arching her back, thrusting at me. I brought myself up to her, my
cock on fire from sun, oil and excitement, sliding deliciously into her, my
balls wrecking themselves on her clit, I progressed a gentle rhythm with the lap
of the ocean, small thrusts in concert with the surf. My hands gripping and
massaging those beautiful arse cheeks, my thumbs teasing and slipping in her
anus, opening her, her soft moans reinforcing and steadying my pace, fucking,
fucking, fucking.
Laughter from the road... "Oi
oi.. thats it, give 'er one", I glanced over to see a man and woman
clambering down the slope, my cock giving an involuntary twitch in Reds' cunt,
but couldn't stop my fucking, fucking, fucking, locked into an eternal rhythm.
The pair were both black,
40somethings, he so black almost Nubian, his body glistening with oil and sweat
from the climb accentuating his muscles, she a Rio mixed mulatto, her hairless
cunt prominent in the sun, they stumbled over the sand to watch our efforts, the
heat and the waves, calling to our fucking, sliding, fucking. The man stripped
off his shorts revealing his long dark cock, reluctant to move because of its
weight, he came and knelt behind me, his hands at my balls encouraging me out of
Reds' cunt and squeezing me into her anus to continue my motion, I felt his long
member sliding beneath my balls into her cunt, we synchronized our thrusts, I
felt his weight inside her, his teeth on my back, his hands carrying us on the
tide. The woman crouched down in front of Red, her knees wide, gripping that red
hair rubbing her face past that dark moist cleft into the pink interior. The
sounds of the waters lapping driving us to our threshold, the steady fuck, fuck,
fuck, my speed increasing, the hands, the sun, the taut swinging of Reds'
breasts, carrying me over, emptying me deep within her, groaning, bucking,
fucking.
The Nubian withdrawing quickly, to
stand before his mate, wanking his hot black length into her face, her tongue
came out lapping, I withdrew more slowly to replace with my middle fingers the
vacancy in Reds' vagina, my thumb thrusting into her anus, holding her like a
bowling ball, supporting her flexing belly as her orgasm flowed deeply and
silently out. I pulled Reds' hair back, forcing her to look at the tight black
buttocks thrusting the spunk up the long length, to splash out against his
partners face the tongue lapping, drops scooting over the dark oiled skin of her
breasts to make a wetness in the sand. I played in Reds' body, chasing out the
dregs of her orgasm and the expellation of her air.
We lay heaped at the margin of the
sea, the rising tide washing us clean, cradling us, singing the song of the
Priestess, nourishing our urge for more.
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