Sex on the beach  
 

I walked in the cool waves, enjoying the breeze blowing through my hair. His hands touched the small of my back, then slipped round my waist. He suddenly turned me around and kissed me deeply and passionately. my arms encircled his neck and he pulled me closer. My pussy began to throb, nticipating what was in store. I could feel his hard cock against my thigh and it turned me on even more.

He pulled my dress up to reveal my pussy, panty-less and shaven. We didn't even bother with foreplay, we were both so turned on.
I gently opened his trousers, and then his boxers, but didn't take them off. I slid his rock hard cock out and slowly massaged it. He let out a low moan, and began kissing my neck passionately. I rubbed his balls and continued to massage his cock.

Suddenly, he pushed me down onto the soft sand and opened my legs. Fortunately, the beach was deserted. He slid in between my legs and kissed my again, his cock hovering above my entrance. Then, slowly, he pushed his cock into my pussy, just a tiny bit. We both groaned out loud.

He pushed more, and his cock slid in further filling me up. I was in heaven. His cock felt wonderful and, as he looked into my eyes, I told him exactly that.

When his cock was fully in, he began to fuck me slowly, taking his time, teasing me, in and out, in and out, in and out.

By this time, I was moaning constantly. Eventually, he got more urgent and began to drive his huge cock into me harder and faster. I could tell he was about to come, but he wanted to hold on 'til the end. He had his eyes closed, and carried on fucking me senseless. I came, and came, and came. i had never felt like this before. Still he had not come. and still he did not stop.
He grunted and thrust his cock into me with such force I thought I would explode. and then his hot, sweet cum filled me. Panting, we both kissed softly and just stared into each others eyes.

Fantasy: success.



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