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Stories

Days like this make me want to quit my job… sell the house… just move down here to the coast and… drift away.

Sun…

Beach…

The smell of saltwater and sunscreen is heavy in the air.

We really should take spontaneous trips like this more often.

I look over at you settled next to me on a lounger, lazily paging through a book.

Your hair falls in front of your eyes every few moments, and you absent-mindedly brush it away from your face.

You look hot when you’re focused.

And when the sun is beating down on your oiled-up skin.

You’re so wrapped up in that book that you haven’t even noticed the delivery.

“Feel like a drink?”

“Mmm, why not?

It’s 5 o’clock somewhere, isn’t it?”

“Exactly.”

I hand one to you and clink my glass against yours.

Above us, a few palms sway in the gentle wind and cast shadows down on the sand.

“To you—my lovely wife and… the most recent recipient of the prestigious Royal Theatre Society’s Set Design Award.

”

“Okay, okay, Shakespeare.

Thank you.”

You sip from the glass and then rest your head against the lounger with a deep sigh and a faint smile.

I wonder what you’re thinking about.

Your eyes close and your lips part slightly.

I feel a faint rush of heat to my cheeks as I watch you.

Fuck, you look good.

I don’t know if it’s the ocean air or that swim suit but… I’m feeling hungry for you today.

A rush of desire surges through me as I think about touching you, feeling your body beneath my hands.

We sip champagne in comfortable silence and watch the waves break over the shore.

I watch you, just observing the faint movements of your mouth as you sip.

My cock stiffens as I watch you swallow.

A quick swim sounds nice.

Good way to distract myself from thinking about you without your bikini on.

“Time for a swim.

You coming?”

“Mmm, sure.”

You adjust your bikini bottoms as you stand, pulling them up at the sides.

My gaze lands between your legs and my breath catches in my throat.

You turn around to face the ocean and I can’t take my eyes off you.

I lay my hand on your waist as we walk towards the shore.

Your fingers intertwine with mine.

We reach the shore and the waves brush up against our feet.

The water is perfectly cool as it swirls around our ankles.

“Hey!”

You spring ahead of me, your ass bouncing as you run into the breaking waves.

The water reaches further and further up my body as I chase after you.

You leap into a dive and I get a glimpse of your pussy between your legs as you arch forward and slip effortlessly into the water.

I want you.

As a wave tumbles towards me, I sink underwater, letting it roll over my head.

The coolness of the water against my skin feels so good but it’s doing nothing to lessen my erection.

I push up to the surface of the water and you’re standing to face me, just a few feet away.

Your wet hair sticks to your neck and streams of water running down your skin, disappearing into your breasts and back into the ocean.

You reach your hand out to pull me deeper into the water.

We’re in up to our shoulders now.

“Hey.”

“Hello.”

You pull me into a kiss and I feel for your hips with my hands.

I pull you towards me and press myself against you.

I want you to know how badly I want you.

Your hand brushes across my abdomen and drifts down.

“Oh.

Got a little excited huh?”

“Guess so.

Can’t help it when you’re around.”

I feel my cheeks getting hot as you press yourself harder against me.

Fuck, I want you…

Your skin is warm and slick from the mixture of sunscreen and salt water.

“Baby, they can see us…”

You nod over your shoulder at the resort overlooking the shore.

The beachside bar is filled with waiters and customers coming and going.

I shift my knee between your legs and gently press up.

“Let them look.”

I leave one hand firmly gripping your ass, and bring my other around to trace the seam of your bottoms against your skin.

“Want me to stop?”

I dip my finger into those tiny bikini bottoms, edging ever so slowly towards your pussy.

“I didn’t say that…”

You look up at me and your eyes are heavy with desire and need.

We bring out something bold and reckless in each other.

I love that about us.

Your hand lands softly against my dick and you run your fingers across my length. Even through my swim shorts, it feels so good.

I stretch my fingers lower into your bikini bottoms and reach your pussy.

I spread your lips apart with my finger and tease your entrance slowly.

I slowly push a finger inside you.

God, your pussy is warm.

I bring my finger all the way out and then push it back in.

You pull the elastic of my shorts forward and down.

You release my cock from my shorts.

The change in temperature shocks me

I push a second finger into you, curling inside you to reach that sensitive spot you like.

You take my cock into your hands underwater and slowly start to move your hands up and down my shaft.

Fuck, that feels so good…

We’re battling for dominance, but I think you know that you have control.

You know you’re the one who has power over me and you love it.

I quicken the pace, my fingers plunging in and out of you quicker now as my thumb finds your clit and drags gently over it.

I rub against it lightly, to tease you, as my fingers find that spot again—this time pressing harder against it.

I feel you start to unravel…

“Ohhh, fuck…”

Your fingers squeeze my shaft as you continue to pull my cock.

I want to be inside you.

I lean forward and press my lips roughly against your neck.

I love the way you shiver against me as my lips brush against your ear.

“I want to fuck you.

Right now.”

“Here?”

I remove my hands from your warm pussy, glancing around wildly for somewhere we could get away with fucking.

A cluster of boulders a ways down the beach looks deserted.

It looks too rocky for swimmers or sunbathers to venture.

“There.”

“Fuck it, let’s go.”

I hold out my hand and help you up onto the smooth stone ledge.

Above us, the tip of the hotel’s roof is still visible.

Someone on the top floor might be getting a show.

A wave of excitement rushes through my cock at the thought of us being seen or even getting caught.

I press you against a boulder, pushing my body against yours and kissing you quickly, desperately.

I pull your bikini top to the side.

My thumb runs over your chest, still hard from the cold of the water.

I move on to your other breast.

I pinch your chest and knead at your breasts.

I know how you like it.

I know how to fuck you exactly the way you want…

My cock throbs in my shorts and I stroke it lightly as I lick and suck at your chest.