It was the first night of their long awaited vacation, the first night to fulfill those long awaited fantasies, second chances as all their friends got together at an isolated, and semi-private spot along the Atlantic shore, drinking, laughing and relaxing, prepare each other for the erotic night of sexual bliss. The night was hot and a little humid; the weather so far that year had been abnormal, warming up to summer like conditions in late May, well before the beginning of summer, and blistering well into the month of August.
Sitting there across from the fire, Elizabeth, a blond, green eyes, thirty something beauty, noticed a certain someone watching her, his shimmering blue eyes piercing through the fiery flames of the campfire as he continued to gaze at her just as always. From the short distance, she could already feel his hunger, the sexually charged, perverted desire within his eyes, pretending as best she could not to notice as she took several sips from the can of beer she was holding, wanting, and needing the alcohol to take away some of the anxiety, the nervousness of what they both wanted to happen.
“I… I think I might go for a walk ALONE, ALONG THE BEACH,” she said loudly to Amy, her best friend, handing her the can while bending down towards the open fire so that her tight, rounded ass was facing him, her bikini bottoms tightening over the rounds of her sharp, firm ass as she slightly giggled.
“Are… are you sure you’re ready with this?” Amy asked her, “I mean we’re not teenagers anymore; were not jail bait, getting caught doing something like that can have serious consequences on our careers,” she said.
“I don’t think I was ever jail bait,” Elizabeth hissed. “Though this is my last chance to feel like it, to know how it feels to be irresponsible, and just do what feels good without having to worry about it,” Elizabeth whispered.
“Ha, I can understand that,” Amy sighed, “Paul’s obviously taken the hook,” Amy smiled as she looked across the flames, “He’s more than ready to follow you, and show you that sex on the beach is not just a drink,” she giggled.
“I know, I think we’ve both been wanting this since we were all in college,” Elizabeth giggled, taking a deep breath before walking away from the fire and into the darkness.
Walking quickly along the water’s edge, Elizabeth could hear him following closely behind her, his bare feet smacking against the incoming tide and the wet sand as her heart began to beat wildly.
“Wait… wait, Elizabeth,” Paul, called out, quickly grabbing her hand and holding it in his as they both walked out of sight from the others, never saying a word, until it was only the two of them standing alone in the dark, on the shoreline, amongst a small enclave of rocks.
“Let’s… let’s get naked and skinny dip.” Paul said, breaking the silence before pulling off his t-shirt and shorts, until all that was left on him was a tight pair light blue bikini underwear, the large bulge of his manhood, pressing out across the tight fabric, forcing Elizabeth to bite her bottom lip with fervor of its glimmering sight.
“I…I,” she paused only to watch him run out into the water, his slim, hardened body sinking between the waves until he resurfaced a few yards away from the beach.
“Come on baby,” Paul howled, going under once more before coming back up, this time flinging his underwear at her.
“This is our last chance before everyone has to become responsible middle-aged adults again. It’s our last chance, to get things right, to do the exciting, out of this world things we’ve always wanted to try” he sighed, walking back towards the shoreline before stopping in front of her. The dark blue waves washing over his hips, presenting vivid flashes of his hardened cock; the waves keeping the size from her wandering lust filled eyes.
“I was always afraid to try the unusual things because I didn’t think you’d be into it, and it would hurt to hear you reject me.” Paul said, gazing up at her, their eyes locked to one another as he rolled his fingers down his sculpted chest. “I… I am not afraid anymore Elizabeth, I want to make things right, I want to be the one, the man that claims you once more.” He said fully as a chill rolled through her, the idea of Paul calming her there on the beach, in public for any wondering stranger to see excited her down to her very core.
“Damn it,” Elizabeth gasped walking into the lake, a sudden bought of courage slamming through her as she undid the ties to her bikini. “You’re so fucking right,” she sighed, walking up to him as he stood waist deep in the water, their hips mere inches from each other, before pulling her bottoms out of the water with one of her hands, only to cover his face with it.
“Mmm, yes,” Paul growled softly, his eyes locked onto her emerald orbs as he placed his hand over her bikini, deeply inhaling the feminine erotic aroma. “Your scent is so… so hot and erotic,” he whispered. Pulling her bottoms slowly away from his face he held them in front of her for a moment longer, before rolling the tip of his long narrow tongue over the insides, licking the silky fabric slowly up and down as if he was licking, devouring her pussy with his tongue. “And taste so sweet,” he whispered.
It was then, in a mere fraction of a second he rushed her. His strong, sweet lips sucking on hers, as both his hands began kneading her soft rounded breasts, forcing Elizabeth to sigh, to gasp to the sudden rush of pleasure overtaking her. No man before him had ever started things in such an aggressively hot, erotic way and the rush, the sheer pleasure of it all was consuming her.
“Yes… yes Paul… do it… do it,” she whimpered, enticing him to follow his hunger, his instinctual passion and desires to feast upon her body, to savagely and brutality take her, devour her like a sex crazed beast.
“Please… Paul,” Elizabeth begged, scrolling one of her hands through his long locks of crimson-brown hair, all the while continuing to gaze deeply into his azure lustrous eyes. “Do it… do it,” she gasped, feeling the tips of his fingers flick across her hardened nipples before sliding down her side and into the water below.
“Yes… Paul, Please,” Elizabeth moaned, feeling his tips gliding across her bare inner thigh before touching her hot spot. “Fuck… fuck yes,” she gasped, jerking her head up to the moonlit skies, mouth dropping open to the mind blowing pleasure as an uncontrollable urge rushed through her.
“Paul… Please,” she gasped, gazing back into his eyes, his fingers ravishing her pussy for what felt like the first time in her life. For the first time ever, she could feel every flick, every long, drawn out rub from his fingers as they continued to penetrate her repeatedly.
“Paul,” she sighed, trying to find the breath she needed to continue. “Paul please, inside me, stick that beast inside me,” Elizabeth gasped, wanting to feel the strength of her man, the powerful thrust of her lover ravishing, devouring, claiming her insides. “Please… please baby please, Paul fuck my pussy, ram that cock inside me,” She gasped once more, this time roping one of her long, slender thighs over the back of his leg, feeling the full length of his hard, thick cock pushing across her hot, drenching opening.
Suddenly, before Elizabeth knew what was happening, she found herself back near the shoreline. The cool chill of the ocean skimming against her boiling hot thighs as the weight of her lover draped over her sweat glazed body.
“Yes… yes Paul,” she sighed, feeling him widening her, prepping her for the fucking she so deserved, the fucking she so wanted and needed. Draping one of her limbs over the top of his shoulder, he slowly eased his cock closer and closer to her hot, tight opening.
Slowly, ever slowly, she could feel him pushing into her, the head of his cock pressing up against her wet slit, slithering into her tightness before suddenly stopping halfway inside, the very tip of his cock the only part of him penetrating her.
“This… this is where the excitement really begins, this is where the desires of our past become real,” Paul whispered softly into her ear. Holding her closely as one of his hands continued to caress her plump breast, tips of his fingers clasping her perky rosy nipple as his other hand rallied support for what was to come as he reached across her ass, clutching her cheek firmly in his grasp.
Adorning his lips over Elizabeth’s, he kissed her deeply, passionately, before digging the tips of his nails into both her ass and breast at the same time while simultaneously slamming the full weight, the full, merciless thrust of his cock inside her, barreling into her, breaking her open with one penetrating deep thrust.
“Fuuuuuuuck… fuck yeah,” She wept, almost screaming, tears raining down her face as she felt like a virgin again, her cherry popping, as a pained pleasure unlike anything she had ever know, anything she had ever remember, or thought possible rushed through her small body. “Yeah… yes,” Elizabeth gasped, heaving heavily for breath, as Paul sank even deeper inside her tight pussy.
“Harder… Faster Paul, baby,” she panted, beads of sweat consuming, massing over her entire body, as she watched his head rise and lower across the backdrop of the moonlight, the distant stars shimmering above the both of them. All the while she could feel all of him upon her, inside her, taking her, consuming her like a real man should when taking his woman.
“OH… oh, right there, right fucking there,” Elizabeth, gasped, digging her nails into his bare chest as the head of his cock rubbed heavily across the ceiling of her pussy causing a unfathomable, sensual sensation.
“Right there… baby right there,” she gasped again and just like that Paul was pumping into her faster and harder with each renewed thrust, whispering her name against the side of her ear, telling her how much he loved her, desired her, and wanted to fuck her, every time he hit that exact spot.
“Fu…Fuck yeah baby,” She gasped over and over again, unsure how much more she could take before finally feeling the onslaught of pleasure, before the waves of passion, the inclination of longing over took her mind and body.
Elizabeth, you are so damn tight, tighter than ever… I’m sorry,” Paul, inhaled as he gazed deeply into her eyes, as he continued his pace inside her, slamming into her rougher and faster, amazed as to how he suddenly grew even larger inside her than ever before.
“I…I’m going to fucking blow,” Paul grunted, his head thrashing all around as his nails dug deeply into her breasts, forcing a pained, yet highly intense orgasm to flash across her body. “Fuck… yes, oh God… yes Elizabeth, I love you,” Paul cringed, holding his breath, slamming into his woman with all his weight as she felt a sudden gush of scotching hot semen spraying deeply inside her womb.
The sensation, the feeling of his seed plunging deeply inside, forced another wave of pleasure to bathe over her, forcing a muffled scream of passion into his strong, muscular chest.
“Shit… so…sorry,” Paul breathed deeply, the pleasured feeling of his release quickening through his entire body as he tightened his cock before pulling it out of her only to squirt another couple loads of his hot, creamy cum all over her breasts and face.
Unable to stop herself, Elizabeth rolled the tip of her fingers down across her breasts, scooping up a large puddle of his heated nectar before sucking it deeply into her mouth, tasting the man that had just taken her to a new state of nirvana.
“Salty… but oh so fucking damn good,” Elizabeth moaned, Paul’s sensual, manly flavor causing shivers of lust to cringe through her as he watched.
“Tasty?” Paul asked playfully enjoying the site of his woman swallowing his sperm; sliding across her body before resting back against the damp wet sand, the cool ocean water still washing over their lower limbs as she came up on his side, resting on top of him, feeling the length of his half erected cock rubbing across her inner thigh.
“Think… think you can go again?” Elizabeth asked as she licked her tongue slowly over the contour of her lips, again tasting the remains of his manly taste, while simultaneously gliding the tips of her fingers over his length before pressing her middle finger across the underside of Paul’s cock head.
“Think?” Paul asked, “I know I can,” he growled, despite what some may think men in their thirties are at the prime of my sexual peak; I can go for days if you want me to.” He gasped, climbing on top of her, before making his way slowly down her body, his lips suckling her flesh with erotic kisses before finally sliding between her hot, wet inner thighs.
“Fuck… yes,” Elizabeth gasped, the tip of his tongue whipping across her clitoris as his fingers sank back inside her, her pussy growing wet with anticipation as he devoured her from the inside, feasting upon my body.
“Only… only days?” Elizabeth inhaled, feeling his tongue dipping into her hot, wetness once more, “We do have 11 more days of vacation,” she added before closing her eyes, allowing her body to fall victim to her lover’s touch once more.