Summer Fun

The sun peeked into her room as she slowly opened her eyes. Once again she awoke with her hands between her legs and the remains of a very erotic dream playing through her mind. She kicked the sheets off and continued to move her fingers in slow circles around her sensitive nub. It did not take long for her to hit the peak of a long and throbbing orgasm. What a great way to start a day!! She basked in the glow of the pulsating heat that slowly flowed through her and once fully stated, she sat up, stretched and moved into the shower.

As she waited for the water to heat up she examined her body in the mirror. She appreciated what she saw. She was toned and curvy, a shape that showed her womanly curves to the best advantage. Her skin was smooth and unblemished; a healthy tan covered her fully. She did not believe in covering her skin when she sunbathed and her very private back yard allowed her to indulge in her nudity out doors.

She stood under the spray of water, feeling it coat her body from the top of her head to the soles of her feet with a cleansing, cool wave. She luxuriated in the feel of the water cascading over her body as she went through her morning ritual; shampoo and condition her long brown hair, use the loofah on her body before lathering herself in a body wash, and then rinsing both body and hair under a jet of cold water. Turning the water off, she stepped out and wrapping a towel around herself she walked through her bedroom to the sliding door. Opening it, she walked out into the fresh air.

She stood on the deck after her shower, the wind drying the water on her tanned body. It was a lovely hot day and she had the day off work. She was feeling in a playful mood so decided to email around her friends and see who was working and who might be up for lunch on the beach. She logged on, sent an email out to a few select friends and went into her bedroom.

She rubbed lotion on her smooth legs, starting at her ankles and working her way up her legs in long strokes, each one working its way higher up her thigh, till her fingers were brushing her mound. She sighed and pushed away the desire to self pleasure. She slipped a denim miniskirt up her legs and a halter top on, pressing her breasts together and running her thumb across her nipples as she positioned them more comfortably. She loved having days off when she felt like this, it meant that she was not restricted in her time and place of self pleasure, if she was so inclined.

She heard the beep that announced the arrival of an email. Alastair had responded to her call for company in the sun. He was working but he wasn’t too far from one of the local beaches. She emailed him back, asking if he wanted to meet her on the foreshore, around by the reserve. There were quite a few secluded dunes that they could spread a blanket and share a nice picnic. He replied quickly and so the time was set and the date confirmed.

Walking to the kitchen, she threw a few goodies into her basket, got a bottle of wine from the fridge and put that into a cooler bag, some glasses, a handful of grapes and her bag and headed out the door. She placed her bags in the boot of her car, beside the blanket and towel that she always kept there. Jumping into her seat, she turned the music on loud and with the windows down, she drove off down the road…

It didn’t take her long to arrive but he was already there. Standing beside his Harley, dressed in full leathers. His helmet was off and he was leaning back on his bike, his shades hiding his eyes from her. She knew he was watching her as she pulled up. He smiled and raised his hand in greeting. She smiled and nodded, moving to the back of her car. He took his shades off and smiled, taking in the full length of her in his glance, he noted her smooth legs, the way the skirt hugged her hips and the way her top held her breasts high and he felt himself react. She bent over to lift her bags out of the car and he caught a glimpse of her thighs and a sliver of bright purple between her butt cheeks. He felt a stirring in his groin, tensing he felt his shaft rub against his jeans and he felt the heat from the sun on his leather trousers. He seriously needed to get rid of them; it was getting too hot, in more ways than one.

She felt the cool breeze as it blew gently under her skirt and her nipples hardened as she felt it hit the moisture between her thighs. She was glad that she’d chosen the skirt today, it was going to be hotter later this afternoon and she hated to feel constricted in her clothing. She picked her bags up and turned toward him, bumping into him, her body crushing against his. Looking up she could see him looking at her, a smile on his lips. He looked so different in the light, the last time they’d seen each other it was in a noisy dark club. They were dancing close, his hands had been teasing her, his lips on her neck and mouth as he taunted her with is words and actions. He didn’t care that he was known in the club, that he was wearing his wedding ring and doing this to a woman that was not his wife. So why should she care… she found him attractive.

Now he was looking at her with an intense look. “Hungry?” she asked. He responded with a loud laugh and bent to kiss her, murmuring that he was starved before his lips touched hers and his tongue pushed his way into her mouth. She received him willingly and she dropped the bags onto the ground, feeding her arms around his neck and pulling him harder to her. She felt his hands on her buttocks, moving her up against him, rubbing her into his groin. His fingers played with the hem of her skirt and slyly pulled it up higher so that his fingertips were touching her skin, his thumbs moving in circles, caressing her skin as he moved them under the lacy strip of material that disappeared between her butt cheeks.

Hearing a car pull up they released one another with a smile and a final thrust against each other. They both picked up a bag and walked over to the dunes, she led the way, she had been here before and knew where she was going.

Being the gentleman, Alastair took the blanket and spread it out where she indicated, stomping on a few hardcore areas of beach grass. They were in a dip that captured all the sun, a little breeze and gave them privacy from people passing by. She lay down and looked up at him as she emptied her goodies out on the blanket. He took his jacket off, undid his shirt sleeves and rolled them up, exposing his muscled arms. He undid his leather trousers and pulled them off. His boots were next and he placed these all beside the blanket. He stretched; glad to be free of the confines of the leather. Looking down at her he gestured to her with his hand. She reached up and took his hand and he pulled her to her feet with a swift movement, she fell against him and relaxed into him as his arms came around her and lifted her against him again as his mouth claimed hers.

Her hands teased his neck, entwining her fingers in his hair as she pulled him closer. His fingers played with her skirt again, pulling it up, freeing her cheeks to the air and the sun. His hands were cupping her naked buttocks and he could feel the smoothness, her heat as he pulled her closer to him and ground his mouth down onto hers. She opened up fully, sucking his tongue and licking his lips, like a playful kitten she enthusiastically returned his play.

He lifted her fully and wrapped her legs around his waist. Then he knelt and lay down fully on his back. She straddled him as he stroked her back under her top, he could feel the heaviness of her breasts resting on his chest. Her breath was coming faster as she totally opened her mouth to him, tasting him and he was open to her, breathing in her essence. She tasted sweet, with a hint of mint. He could feel her press into him, grinding into his groin as she played with his lips, sucking on them and nibbling them gently before releasing them with a sigh.

He looked into her eyes as smiled at him, her hands resting on his chest. She slowly undid his buttons, scraping his skin with her nails as she did. His breath hissed between his lips as she applied more pressure. As she opened his shirt, they both could see the red lines that she had caused. She grinned down at him as she lowered her head and kissed each weal. Using her tongue, she drew circles on his skin, blowing gently to cool the trace of moisture she left. Moving slightly she sucked him his left nipple while her fingers found his right one. Her nails raked his sensitive skin, causing his nipple to react violently, raise hard and proud. She felt him twitch between her thighs, so she clenched down. He pushed up into her, he could feel her tease him with her pussy, it was a heat and an occasional tightness that he found tantalising.

Her mouth teased him, moving from the left to the right nipple, swapping fingers for teeth and lips. He was enjoying this, his hands were holding her down on his groin, encouraging her to move around, to grind him. She moved in slow circles, mouth and hips in unison. She sat up and rested her weight fully on him, her fingers tracing patterns on his skin. She leaned forward and moved his jacket so he had a pillow for his head, now he could look at her and down her body without too much problem. No use stressing his neck when he didn’t need to.

His hands were on her hips and she moved them up to cup her breasts, he could feel the nipples hard underneath the material. His thumbs stroked them and he felt them respond to his touch, turning to hardened pearls. He held her breasts and pinched the nipples, pushing up into her as he did so. She removed her hands from covering his and slid them down her stomach, moving to her thighs, pulling her skirt up still higher so he could see her panties. He glanced down and watched as she pulled them aside and stroked herself. He could see her juice on her finger as she slipped it into her tightness. He dug his heels into the ground and raised his hips up pushing against her hand.

She looked up over his head and saw an elderly gentleman watching them, he had his dog with him and they were walking on the path at the top of the dunes. He was just looking, with a rapt look on his face, his mouth open. She removed her hand from her panties and slowly brought it to her mouth and sucked the juice from her fingers, all the while keeping her eyes on the old man. Alastair groaned as he watched her, oblivious to their audience. She whispered to him to remain still, she removed his hands from her hips and placed them under her top, against her full breasts, she coaxed him to fondle her as she kept her eyes on the old man. He stood, still watching, quietly.

She still straddled Alastair, he was lying down watching her face as he fondled her breasts and watching intently as she fondled herself, her fingers dipping down between her thighs. He could feel her hand move against him as she stroked herself, he heard how wet she was and how she moved her hand. Her fingers were inside herself and her thumb was moving in small circles around her nub. She was an erotic beauty as she worked herself for him.

He pulled her down onto him and kissed her neck, sucking and biting. She reacted by arching into him, pulling his head in, encouraging him to suck her harder. Her pain thresholds were high, pain was an aphrodisiac for her. His teeth grazed her lip and he sucked it. His tongue tracked the bruises he left on her skin, licking tenderly as she moaned and writhed in his hands. She rested on her elbows, her mouth just out of his reach. His tongue trailed down her neck, lower down to the crest of her cleavage. She moved her hands behind her neck and undid the halter, allowing it to fall free from her body as she sat up.

Her breasts were full and rounded, moving freely with her each breath she took. She moved one of his hands between her legs and pushed a finger into her hot sheath, moaning as he pushed in all the way. She was wet and coated his finger instantly. He felt no restriction as he moved into her. His fingers sliding along her clit and he could feel the nub react, it felt harden and grow. He felt her juice flow down his fingers, pooling in his hand. She looked up and noticed that they were once again alone. She licked her fingertips and moved her hands to her breasts, pinching the nipples between them. He felt her muscles clench around his finger and was surprised by the strength in them. He didn’t expect that and he was pleased that she had that amount of control. She continued to stroke and pull on her nipples, watching him as he watched her, his fingers feeling her reaction to her self pleasure.

She rode his hand, using it to bring herself off, reaching a peak of pleasure but stopping before the final crest of her orgasm. She reached down and removed his hand from her pussy, bringing it to her mouth she licked and sucked her juice from his skin, looking into his eyes as she did. She moved up and knelt over him as she undid his jeans, unbuttoning them and moving them slightly down so she could now feel his skin under her. She teased him, slipping along his length, coating it with her moisture, allowing him to feel her heat as she slipped over his knob, and back down to the base of his shaft. His balls were smooth and they reacted to the sudden change of temperature as she moved off his groin and knelt over him, her buttocks turned toward him as she moved her mouth over his engorged member.

Her tongue flicked out, tentatively and teasing, softly and with brief contact. Licking him with short strokes of her tongue, she moved over him, from the eye at the top of his cock, teasing under the ridge of his knob and down further, moving down to his smooth balls. She sucked his balls into her mouth, and rolled them around, savoring the taste of them. She heard him take a deep breath as she did this and felt his hands on her buttocks, caressing her rump firmly. He massaged her butt cheeks as she fed on his cock. His fingers splayed open her lips and slid into her effortlessly. She pushed back onto his hand as she sucked his cock deep into her mouth, feeling his head at the back of her throat she pushed her head down deeper, taking him fully.

His fingers were sliding into her, his thumb moving in circles around her attentive clit. She used her mouth as a pussy, with the added sensations of her tongue, moving along his cock and flicking the eye, teasing his skin with a cooling breath after the heat of her mouth. She paid attention to his balls, rolling them around in her hands, feeling his balls moved between her palms as she gently pushed and squeezed them. He began to push into her mouth, fucking her as his fingers fucked her pussy. His cock was keeping time with his fingers, slowly and deeply, fully entering her before withdrawing and leaving her open and wanting.

She was milking his cock with her hand, using it as an extension of her mouth, she spread her saliva with her fingers over his shaft, continuing to stroke his cock, firmly and with increasing tempo. He pushed back, allowing her to masturbate him. Her mouth played around his knob and her tongue teased him as he pumped her fist. She could feel him start to harden more, and his breath coming sharper and faster. She slowed her hand, releasing her grip and stroking him gently with her fingertips, her nails caressing his bulging cock. She could see his pulse in his veined shaft, hard and fast. She breathed cooling air onto his shaft and balls, tempering his want to cum with her lack of touch and heat.

She turned and smiled at him, moving up to kiss his lips, their tongues meeting and dancing; she could taste herself on his lips and she knew he’d licked his fingers to taste her. He whispered that she tasted divine, sweetly salty, he wanted her to sit on his face and allow her to be pleasured by his tongue and went to move under her but she stopped him when she stood up, covering her naked breasts before standing fully.

She was above him, standing above his face. He could see her puffy pussy lips underneath her lacy panties. He reached up and moved them aside so he could look at her smooth pussy, her lips were swollen and wet, he could see the shine of moisture on her cunt and he slipped his fingers into her again. She pushed down on him, riding his hand as he pulled her lips aside and watched his finger disappear into her hot hole. She reached down and pulled his hand out, knelt beside him and licked his fingers, savouring her taste. She agreed, she was very tasty.

She knelt over him again, straddling his cock under her pussy. She felt his hot shaft under her smooth lips and slid along it, once again coating him with her juice. Her panties were pushed aside as she rode him with longer strokes of her lips and becoming more demanding. She could feel his knob tense each time she rode over it, dipping into her pussy before she moved further and he slipped out. Pressing hard against her clit she could feel the tingling sensation that she could no longer ignore. She rode up his cock, moved her hips and plunged his cock into her. Fully and totally he was inside of her and he didn’t know it till she sat up and he could feel her tightness, her heat and her tensing muscles, massaging him as she sat up straight and looked at him. She leaned down, teasing his lips with her breasts, encouraging him to suck her nipples. He took them in his hands as she teased him, moving her hips to angle his cock so that it stimulated her gspot, she rode him as he sucked and pinched her nipples.

He looked up at her as he sucked both her nipples into his mouth at once. An advantage of big breasts is being serviced by one mouth, a desire that was fulfilled frequently. He watched her and she could see the reaction in his eyes as she rode him, teased his cock before plunging back down on him to fully encase his cock with her cunt. She was hot and she could feel his moans in his throat; his cock was pulsating, a sign that he wanted to explode and fill her with his cum. She stopped riding him and just rested, watching him suck her nipples. She sat back on him, his cock fully in her, she could feel the mounds of his balls against her arse cheeks. She pulled his hands up to her nipples “rub me, I want to feel your hands on me”. He did as he was asked.

Her hand went between them, finding her clit she rubbed as she watched his hands on her breasts, his fingers were pulling at her, sending spikes of pain and pleasure to her centre, she started to move on his cock, slowly, using him to massage her from the inside. He was avidly watching her, his eyes intent on her hand that was rubbing her clit, his hands on her voluptuous breasts, exacting pleasure for the both of them.

She opened her eyes and watched as her hand worked faster, encouraging him to join her. “Pinch me, harder!, Fuck me, fuck me, pump my cunt! Let me feel you cum”, she pleaded with him. How could he not respect her request.

He wrapped his hands around her waist and held her as he fucked her harder, using his feet as anchorage he pumped into her. She shuddered as she reached her orgasm, and he was amazed to feel a sensation he’d never experienced before. It was like a hundred fingers massaging his shaft, milking his cum from him, taking it all and more. He could see her, her eyes closed, biting hard on her lower lip, her hands cupping her breasts and he could FEEL her cum. The intensity and strength of her pulsating pussy was enough to push him over the edge of another orgasm. He could not believe that, as he closed his eyes and rode the wave as it washed over him. He felt a heat like nothing that he’d ever felt before and opened his eyes to find her smiling at him.

She had a sheen of perspiration on her body, her hair was a mess but she had the most serene and peaceful smile. He was surprised she looked so calm, he was shattered and all he wanted to do was go to sleep but he couldn’t.

“What the hell was that?” he asked her. “Just a little trick I have” she said it with a smile. “Well I did warn you, did you not believe me?” she asked.

They rolled over, he kept her in his arms as they moved as one. He kissed her on her pert nose and laughed quietly into her ear. His friend said that the quiet one was going to be boring so why waste his time getting to know her. If only his friend knew just how feisty this wee wench was… but this was one secret he’d be keeping to himself, for as long as she allowed. He needed to get back to work and all he wanted to do was spend the rest of the afternoon with this sexy wench.

His phone rang and as he reached to answer it, she snuggled her bare arse back into his groin, nestling his cock between her cheeks. He turned his phone off and pulled her back into him as they lay there on the blanket, enjoying the sun and each other’s company.

© Roseagh 2010
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