Sex On The Beach

He’d seen her before.  She always seemed to be at all the same parties, and she was there tonight.  He’d been invited to the Summer Solstice bonfire on the beach, an annual bash that he rarely missed.  Aside from a kickass bonfire, there’d be fireworks and not the Roman candles and bottle rockets.  These were arrays of high-flying colors and sonic booms, often amplified on the rocks of the cove.  There would also be home brewed beer.  He liked his friend’s homebrew -he enjoyed being the guinea pig, trying out new recipes with increasing alcohol contents.  It was guaranteed he would be buzzed before the bonfire.

She was sitting at the dining room table, chatting with her sister and others.  Her personality drew men to her easily and she relished the opportunity.  It was like watching a queen holding court.  His gaze had returned to her periodically, obviously a sign that he was attracted or, at least, interested.  He felt a stirring in his belly and his member soon hardened.  Redheads had always fascinated him, even though he seemed to attract a fair number of brunettes.  It was the thought of his tongue finding her moist clit that arroused him the most.

Seeing him standing in the kitchen, she called his name and waved.  He smiled and moved through the room to greet her.  He sat down next to her and waited for an opening in the conversation.  His friend’s brewing partner came to greet her with a hug, which she returned along with a peck on the cheek.  Pondering out loud, he was curious why he didn’t get the same reception.  She turned to face him and leaned in. “You didn’t ask for a kiss, did you?”  “If I was to give you a kiss,” he replied, “I wouldn’t have kissed you on the cheek.”  At first her pale green eyes widened.  He gaze quickly turned naughty, as if to challenge him.  “Later.”, she cooed.

It would be only a half hour before the challenge would be met.  He felt bold and insatiable.  The thought of how the evening would progress kept him hard, his mind creating lusty scenarios that excited him.  He felt then as he did when he was younger, when his sex drive was still in high gear.   She excused herself from the group and made her way to the bathroom.  This is my chance, he thought.  As she closed the door, he moved towards the hall leading to the bathroom.  When she emerged, he was there.  Her face brightened as she smiled, obviously mildly drunk on good wine.  As she passed him, he reached out for her hand.  Taking it, he spun her around and led her back into the bathroom, where he tenderly kissed her.  A soft moan caught in her throat as his full lips pressed into hers.  Her tongue gently parted their lips, dancing around and across his.  His head was spinning, more drunk from her kiss than the beer.  The lust quickly kicked in, their arrousal off the charts.  He felt her hand reaching for the growing bulge in his shorts, slowly massaging his arroused member. His hands found her soft mounds, pinching the hardened nipples  through the fabric. First one hand, then both hand gently massaging her tits and causing her to stroke him a bit faster.  He wanted her there and now.  He wanted to taste her honey and was willing to tongue her clit for as long as she wanted him.  He wanted to feel her full lips on his shaft, taking him deep into her throat.

“Oh, I’m sorry!”  It was an awkward moment when her sister opened the bathroom room and discovered the lovers.  They quickly separated, their naughty grins remaining for all to see, causing a murmur to pass through the group.  They didn’t try to hide their lecherous deed, but they also didn’t stay together as they blended in with the party.  All the while they exchanged knowing glances at each other.  There was more fun to be had.  He could look at her and know that her imagination was in full bloom.  She was thinking about fucking him.  She knew what he was packing and it made her nether lips wet with anticipation.  He knows how to turn a woman on, she thought.  Just the fact that he didn’t ram his tongue down her throat scored points.  Instead, it was soft and sensual, gently probing the softness of her mouth.  She remembered how he fondled her breasts.  When he fondled her breasts, it didn’t seem like he was testing melons in the supermarket.  His hands gently, but firmly, massaged her tits.  She felt her nipples brushng against the fabric of her camisole, and she imagined him flicking her nips through her t-shirt with his tongue.  She wanted his mouth on her pussy, recently shaved and soft, his tongue slowly moving over her clit.  The thoughts of his tongue made her wetter than before – the better for him to taste.

It was time to head to the beach and while everyone made their way to the cove, they hung back and allowed themselves to be left behind.  It was a slow walk to the beach.  They would stop and kiss at random stops, relishing the connection,their hands exploring each other’s body.  They were hot with lust, ready and eager. They didn’t stay on the beach for long.  Maybe 20 minutes, tops.  He couldn’t, and wouldn’t, stop the frantastic thoughts of sex racing through his brain.  The anticipation was overwhelming, he hadn’t had a good fuck in over a year and his libido was calling the shots.  No more waiting.  Now.  He wanted her now.  He made an excuse that tomorrow was an early day and needed to leave.  As he picked up his things, she glanced up at him and, seeing the lust in his eyes, asked if he wanted company walking back to his car.  He smiled and tilted his head – a “what do you think?” look answered her question.

There was no time to waste.  Who knew how long their friends would stay down on the beach.   When they reached the house, they immediately found their lust couldn’t be restrained any longer.  They fell back onto the bed,  their limbs entangled, their bodies humping against the other. Lips on lips, clothes dropping at random, their hands free to explore.  She savored the sensation of his lips kissing their way down her neck, gently nibbling  giving way to the tip of his tongue slowly leaving wet trail from the base of her throat down between her breasts.  He took her hardened nipple into his mouth, his tongue gently moving across her pink nubs.  The sensation caused her to gasp and making her more and more insatiable.  The electricity was spectacular.  

I want him. Now.  She remembered the sensation of his cock hard against her palm.  His shorts were quickly removed, his cock freed from his briefs.  She softly moaned.  She loved the feel of his cock, rock hard and ready for her mouth.  Her velvety soft hands stroked him, making him even harder. She pushed him back onto the couch and took him into her mouth.  The head of his cock was in full bloom, passing her lips making him gasp and moan.  It had been so long since a woman had worshiped his root, and here was a woman who wanted all of him.  She took him deep into her throat and he gasped.  Only one other time had his cock been completely devoured and it arroused him even more.  He looked down in time to see her looking up at him.  She knew he was watching and she knew she was damn good.  She was the star and his eyes here on her.  Her tongue slowly traced the length of him and she  savored each stroke.  She loved how he filled her mouth.  She was eager to taste his cum and swallow every drop. 

He savored the sensation of her soft lips.  Years ago he shrugged off the idea of fellatio.  He discovered that he was with women who either performed the act because the man wanted it or didn’t perform it well.  He had never encountered a woman who lusted, who truly loved the sensation of a man’s penis in her mouth.    She had the stuff to change his mind.  She took him slowly, sliding her tongue along the ridge of the head, the soft skin of his shaft sliding across her lips.   She want to feel his passion rise, the head of his cock full, his pulsing member delivering his cum to her.  And he was almost there.

“Oh, baby I am so ready to cum for you.”  The words leaked slowly from his lips.   His head back, mouth agape, prepared for the full body explosion that would release the animal, a cosmic banshee with a primal yowl.  Quickly, she released him from her mouth.  “Cum on my tits.  I want to feel your hot cum on me.”  It only took a few quick strokes before he shot his load on her breasts.  “Ahhhh, soooo GOOOOD!!  As he knelt beside her body, naked from the waist up, he sensed all the tension built up over time drain from his body, causing him to collapse beside her.  The sound of the slamming storm door made them sit up and scramble for their clothes.  Another slam of the door and whoever had entered the house left quickly, giving the startled couple a chance to regroup.  They cleaned up, straightened up, and then held each other, giving themselves a moment to reconnect.

~ by megawfa79 on August 8, 2010.