On the Beach - Part 3, The Ending  

SunneyOne 45F
2146 posts
9/26/2005 6:29 am

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3/5/2006 9:27 pm

On the Beach - Part 3, The Ending

Their eyes locked, as they licked his fingers together. Something in hers was haunting, tumultuous. It would forever remind him of right now, this moment, the crash of the waves on the sand, the smell of salt air and sex, and the crash of lightning in the sky behind her. Her hand was on his stomach, sliding lower, unsnapping his shorts, pushing them down and away. The heat radiated from her hand as if she were transferring to him. He felt her nails on the hairs above his sex, closer, closer, and then the moment of first contact, her fingers deftly wrapping around his cock, made him hiss softly.

The noise, it seemed, only encouraged her. Her entire body pressed harder against him. She stroked the length of him, watching his face, awaiting his reaction. She slid one leg between his and pushed his apart, giving her access to cup his balls, weighing them in her hand. Her nails teased his shaft until his hips rose to meet her hand.

“I can’t wait.”
“Me either.”
“Can I?”

She pushed his clothes from his hips and tugged her skirt high on hers. She was on top of him in an instant. He watched her red nails tugging black lace panties to the side and groaned at the visual. She was on her knees, guiding him inside her, and before they touched, he felt her wetness, her heat on the head of his cock. He expected her to sink slowly, but she couldn’t wait. The first entry was electric, and then she pushed down on him, hard, pressing to him, letting him fill her pussy with his hardness. He moaned and pressed up into her. She arched her back and rolled.

Almost as if she were sating a need, the first few thrusts were savage, brutal in their intensity and speed. Then, she began a rhythm, constant, not slow nor fast. Just constant. Her body undulated over his, her hips rolling like the waves. When the waves hit the shore, her body pressed down to his. She reached behind herself, low, and cupped his balls, nails tickling them. Caught by surprise, he arched, ground into her and growled. She grinned wickedly down at him.

He held her hips still, just inches over him and pounded up against her, harder and faster than she had been. The thrusts were hard enough to make her breasts bounce, her nails dig into his chest. He felt her pussy tighten, spasm, tighten again and knew where she was. “Cum for me, cum on my cock… do it… I’m going to make you.” He punctuated that by deep thrusts, and with his words, she came. She clenched at him, dizzy, as it poured from her. He pushed her through another one, immediately following, before finally slowing down and allowing her to take over again.

Sweat shined on her neck and collarbones. He thought of licking it off. Lightning flashed and lit up the contours of her face, reflecting in her eyes. Her lips were slightly parted, breathing hard. He felt himself stiffening, knew he was close, so he reached up and grabbed her by the hair, pulling her head back. One arm holding her around her back, the other in her hair, he sat up, tugging her legs around behind him so that they were wrapped behind his ass. She was still on top, but more in his lap, flesh on flesh.
He devoured her neck and the hollow of her throat. His tongue was like fire on her. She held his shoulders and found that if she tilted, just a little, her clit drug against the top of his shaft. He smiled and nodded. “Work it that way. I’ll wait for you…” She whimpered, grinding against him primal, animal like. Small thrusts from his hips, he was already all the way inside her. Her nails dug into his shoulders, his back, and she began to moan, deep and gutteral. He felt her clenching around him and looked into her eyes. She whispered, “Now, do it now… fill me.”

He growled, and felt the cum boil from inside him, shooting in long, deep spurts inside her. Mixing with her orgasm, twitching, gripping. They breathed hard, both afraid to move, not wanting to shatter the perfect balance of fluid and filled. He licked a drop of sweat from her jaw and she whimpered. His tongue tickled her ear. “Want to go for a swim?” She grinned and nodded.

(Juan S)
2642 posts
9/26/2005 8:51 am

...hmm...uh... my boxers just tented and I'm going to have to excuse myself for a moment... Good work Sunney! ...whew!!!

justforfun13134 47M

9/26/2005 10:31 am

To improve on perfection, I think I need a swim after reading that or maybe a cigerate and I don't smoke. I have a blanket you pick the beach.

SunneyOne 45F

9/26/2005 10:44 am

Sizz, you better tell me about it!

Justforfun - You bringing the wine and the motorcycle?

toothysmile 51M
16517 posts
9/26/2005 1:07 pm

Spellbinding; excellent post...

digdug41 50M

9/27/2005 12:11 pm

WOW I have to agree with siz on that,DAAYUUM!

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SunneyOne 45F

9/27/2005 12:26 pm

Glad to hear it had an effect on you sexy gents...I love knowing that what I write affects people, turns them on or that they somehow identify with it.

theryanthenorm 31M
2 posts
9/27/2005 5:05 pm

Love the ending hun. My tent is too, also pitched. Would love to chat sometime.

justforfun13134 47M

9/28/2005 7:18 pm

I thought it was grapes and strawberries but wine would work. Maybe some whip cream.LOL

SunneyOne 45F

9/29/2005 4:11 am

Well, grapes and strawberries and wine, but that's a lot to carry on a bike, hm?

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