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Sex at the Beach
Sex at the Beach
For those of you who requested this, here is the first installment. I’ll write more as time permits.
Sex at the Beach
I watched Kat slink away from me like a Cheshire that was particularly pleased with herself. She was even swishing her tail as if she had the furry kind while she swayed toward the stairwell of the parking garage.
“Hey thanks again for the lift,” Tom said as he heaved his extremely over-packed suitcase out of the open trunk.
“No worries,” I said, absently fumbling with the remote on my keychain as she continued to increase the gap. She looked playfully back over her shoulder at me with a knowing look.
I turned to Tom who abruptly clicked his slack mouth closed and suddenly found the top of his wheeled luggage extremely interesting.
“You ready?” I asked with a grin.
Tom looked a little sheepish and guilty as he muttered that he had everything and tugged on the handle that sent the little wheels of his bag whirring across the concrete.
I jogged past Tom to catch up with Kat who had paused at the entrance to the stairwell and beckoned for me to hurry.
“Yeah?” I asked when I reached her well ahead of Tom and liking the look I was getting.
“Don’t ‘yeah’ me… you know what I want.” She said. Her breath was raspy, quick and shallow even though I was the one that had been running.
“Yeah.” I said while grabbing her wrists and pinning them to the concrete wall behind her. The whimper she let out was all I needed to hear.
“Tom!” I yelled without breaking the lock my eyes had on Kat’s. I switched my hold so one of my hands was pinning both her thin wrists to the rough wall.
“Coming!” Tom said, much further away than I expected.
“You’re new in town, so I wanted to show you something.” I yelled back as my now-free hand touched the flimsy, airy fabric of Kat’s breezy white summer dress.
“Be there in a second!” was the muted response.
I grabbed Kat around the middle and pulled her tightly to me as I kissed her deeply. She very nearly growled, and her eyes were on fire when I pulled my mouth off of hers.
“Hurry up, it’s getting hot.” I yelled. Kat snapped at me with her teeth, so I pulled her away from the wall and bit her neck while pulling her tiny wrists around so they were in the small of her back. She bit back.
“I think I’m going to need some help over here,” I said touching my neck once her wrists were secure again. Kat responded by letting out a low moan like an animal in heat.
Handling her like a live snake, I managed to flip her skirt up so it lay on the back of her wispy dress as she bent over at the waist. I wasn’t surprised to see that she was, yet again, without panties. There glistening between her legs was Kat’s pretty kitten, all puffy and wet with a trickle beginning to run down her left inner thigh.
“Well, if you hadn’t run off, I could have used some help….” Tom began to say as he rounded the corner with a bag that had clearly just had massive zipper failure.
“Can you hurry up and help me with this?” I asked pointing at the gleaming pussy pointed at him as Kat let out another moan.
“S-Sorry, my zipper broke.” he said as the forgotten handle slipped from his hand causing the contents of the bag to spill out.
“Kat,” I said releasing her wrists “help Tom with his zipper will you?”
[to be continued]
Sex at the Beach - Part Two
10/29/2005 3:05 pm
hmmm...interesting variation. Continue...please.|
I make mistakes, I am out of control & at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best. ~Marilyn