On the Beach

We are sitting in swim suits on a deserted beach, watching the sun set over 
the water.  You are nestled in front of me, between my legs.  The sky is a 
beautiful display of red and orange bouncing off the scattered clouds, as the 
last rays of sunlight shimmer across the water.  I have been gently rubbing 
your shoulders and neck as we sit there enjoying the beauty in front of us.  I 
can smell the fragrance of your hair as I nuzzle along the side of your head, 
and gently kiss your right ear.  Your beautiful long hair flows down your 
sleek back.  Occasionally, I pull it aside, and place a soft kiss on your neck.  
Sliding my hands down your arms, and also along your waist, I enjoy the 
feel of your soft smooth skin.  Your hands are running up and down my legs, 
caressing them gently.
“It’s beautiful, isn’t it!” you whisper.
“Yes, you are,” I whisper into your ear.
“No, silly, I’m talking about the sunset,” you reply.
“Oh, yeah, that’s pretty nice too,” I say as I kiss you again behind your ear 
and begin nibbling on your ear lobe with my lips.
“Ohh, Jim, what do you think you’re doing?  You know what that does to 
me!  It sends a shiver through my whole body.”
“That’s nice,” I say.  “I like to know your body is responding to me.”
“Well, I can assure you that you’ve got my attention,” you laugh.  “But 
you’d better behave yourself.  We’re on a public beach, you know.”
“There’s no one around.” I say, “And besides, it’ll be dark soon anyway.”
I place some more kisses on your shoulders, neck and back, before 
unhooking your skimpy top and sliding it off you.  You are quiet for a 
moment, as I slip my hands around to your front and cup your full breasts in 
my hands.  Sitting in this position makes your breasts feel especially full and 
heavy.
“I love to feel the weight of your breasts in my hands,” I say as I lift them 
up, at the same time kissing you again behind your ear and on the side of 
your neck.  “They’re so soft, and yet firm.  Smooth and yielding.  
Magnificently feminine.”  I run my fingers across your nipples and feel them 
begin to stiffen.  Holding a nipple between each forefinger and thumb, I 
gently roll and tug on it, pinching it lightly.
“Ohhh, Jim,” you say, “I’m starting to feel weak.  Do you really think we 
should be doing this out here on the beach?”
“Who’s going to know…or care,” I whisper.  “Besides, we’ve got the place 
all to ourselves.  Do you really want me to stop?”
“Well…..not any more!” you say.
By now, the sunset is beginning to fade, and a warm breeze cools our bare 
skin.
I continue to cradle your firm breasts, running my fingers over your nipples, 
and delighting in their hardness.  Then, tugging at the bottoms of your bikini, 
you raise your hips and together we pull off the last piece of fabric covering 
your gorgeous body.  With you still sitting in front of me, my hands begin to 
wander, enjoying the feel of your silky skin.  Soon, of course, I find your 
soft, dark mound, and run my fingers through the hairs.  My fingers begin 
exploring the delightful folds of skin, and discover that they have already 
begun to swell, making easy access to your delicate inner lips.  My middle 
finger slides all the way down into your entrance, feeling the warmth and 
wetness and pulling it up past your inner lips and over your clit.  With both 
my hands wrapped around you, one helps to spread your plump lips while 
the other circles around your clit, pulling at the delicate skin and rubbing 
gently across your protruding clit.  You huddle there in my arms, enjoying 
the stroking and rubbing, as your heart beats faster and your breathing 
becomes heavier.
My hand now finds your hand and gently guides it to your crotch, placing it 
directly on your warm and wet pussy.  You get the idea, and begin fingering 
and rubbing yourself as my hands return to your tits, cupping them again, 
and caressing them.  Kissing your neck again, I can also watch over your 
shoulder, as your hand busily rubs and massages your own clit, varying the 
speed, first with a fast rubbing motion, then with a slower, more sensuous 
motion, as you pull and tease the slippery skin.
“I love watching you do yourself like that,” I say. “That really turns me on, 
watching you.”
“I can tell!” you reply.  “I can feel you poking me from behind.”
“Sorry about that!  Do you think we should do something about it?” I say 
hopefully.
“I don’t suppose I can tell you to stop now anyway,” you say.  “What would 
you like to do?”
“I’d really like to fuck you from behind, lover.  Just bend over on your 
knees, and I’ll do the rest.”
“Ok, Jim.  I’m doing this for you, but I sure hope no one comes by.”
“Don’t worry.  I’ll let you know if I see someone coming.”
As you get into position, raising up onto your knees and hands, I quickly 
pull off my swim suit and kneel behind you.  Catching some drips of my 
precum, I smear it up and down the length of my shaft to lubricate it and 
then, heart pounding, I fit myself up close behind you and rub my hard cock 
along your wet pussy until I find the opening, and slowly work my way in.  I 
feel it going deeper and deeper as you lower your head to the ground, tilting 
your hips and cunt higher in the air to accept my invading cock.  Once I am 
all the way in, I slowly plunge in and out a few times, feeling the smooth, 
warm wall of your vagina pressing firmly against the sensitive underside of 
my rigid cock.
“Oh, that feels so good!” I say.  Holding onto your hips in the dim light, I 
can see my cock appearing and disappearing into the tight rim of your pussy.  
It’s a beautiful, erotic sight, as the long shaft slowly sinks all the way in, 
until your ass is pressed tightly against my pubic hair, and then begins to 
emerge again, glistening with our combined juices.  My hands glide over 
your back several times, feeling your soft skin and then return to your hips.  
You prop yourself on your elbows and begin rocking back and forth to meet 
the thrusts of my cock.  The only sounds are the breaking of the waves on 
the shore as we enjoy the thrusting of our bodies against each other and the 
deep penetration that each stroke brings.  When I can take no more, I bring 
myself tight up against your ass and reach down under you to cradle your 
hanging breasts.  Your slow rocking motion brushes your nipples across my 
fingers and I can feel how hard they have become.  Gently, I rub and pinch 
them as you begin to moan softly.
After a few more thrusts of my cock into your elevated pussy, I place some 
spit on the fingers of my right hand and reach down between our legs, 
applying it directly to your clit and clitoral hood.  As my fingers slide around 
your smooth skin, I can feel the firmness of your clit, and begin rubbing 
harder and faster.  You groan and make some unintelligible sounds as my 
fingers slide back and forth across your clit.
By now, I have gained a little more stamina, and begin slowly thrusting in 
and out again, while continuing to rub your slippery round button.  Your 
face is all the way to the ground now, elevating your ass, and giving me a 
beautiful view of my cock entering your tight rimmed pussy.  Just above it, 
your small puckered hole stands out clearly in the fading light.  With my free 
hand, I moisten my thumb with a glob of spit and run it across your puckered 
opening, pressing gently on it, and then stopping, wondering what your 
reaction would be if I went further.
“Do it, Jim,” you plead.  “I want you to do it.  I want to feel everything 
tonight.  I don’t think I can take your cock, but I want to feel your finger in 
my ass.”
I press harder on your hole, feeling the tightness of the rim.
“Relax, Sweetheart,” I say.  “I won’t hurt you.  Just relax and let it happen.”
My thumb pushes again, and then wiggles through your sphincter muscle, 
down to the first knuckle.  All of our attention is focused on you now, as the 
fingers of my other hand resume their steady rhythm on your clit, my thumb 
fucks your asshole, and my cock pushes and pulls deeply in your cunt.
“Oohh my god,” you cry,  “I feel so filled up, like I’m about to explode. 
AAAaaaaaaa. Ohhhhh  Uhhhhh.”  You grit your teeth as your building 
orgasm begins to overtake you, spinning you off into your own world, 
making you delirious with pleasure, struggling just to stay on your knees as 
your waves of pleasure join the waves on the beach in a wonderful 
crescendo.
We pause there, motionless for a few moments, while you savor those 
marvelous feelings, and then I withdraw my thumb, and begin to slowly 
withdraw my cock until I can see the shining head.  Pushing it back in again 
sets off a tingling in the tip that tells me I can last no longer.
“Darling…” I say.  “Would you… would you do something special for 
me?”
You pull away from me, turning around to look at my wet, engorged, 
crimson cock, before looking me in the eyes.  “You don’t have to ask, Jim,” 
you say, as you take my cock in your hands, bend down and slide your 
warm mouth over it.
“MMMmmmm” you mumble, as your mouth and tongue wrap around my 
hard, wet cock, covered with your juices.  Holding the base with one hand, 
your soft, warm, moist mouth proceeds to pump up and down on my cock 
until I groan and cry out helplessly, as I feel my cum building deep inside 
and then gushing out into your mouth, still tightly wrapped around my shaft.  
The feeling of cuming in your warm mouth is incredible, and appears to add 
to the load, as it begins to dribble out around your mouth, dripping down 
your chest, on, and between your breasts.  When it’s over, I look down at 
you and shake my head in awe at the beautiful sight of your smiling face, 
cum drenched mouth, chin, and chest.  You raise up on your knees as I wrap 
my arms around you, pulling your sticky breasts against my chest, and 
kissing your cum streaked lips.  Our kiss is long and wet and sloppy as we 
continue to embrace in the warm sand, now flooded with moonlight.

Jim
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