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The sun was blazing hot on the sandy shore of the deserted beach, its rays glistening off the crashing waves. There was a sense of tranquility, nature’s concerto of seagulls cawing and palm fronds rustling in the gentle breeze. Little did I know, this serenity was about to be shattered by something far more stimulating.

I had carried my beach towel and sunscreen down from my room in the beachside resort. Emerging from the dunes, my eyes narrowed as I spotted an unauthorized figure already soaking up the sun. It was a statuesque blonde, dressed in a barely-there bikini that left little to the imagination. Her long hair was windswept, making her appear even more alluring as she lay on her stomach, tanned legs dangling.

As I approached cautiously, the blonde rolled over onto her back, revealing her ample bosom nearly spilling out of her top. Her eyes fluttered open, meeting mine with a coy smile. “Hey there,” she purred, sunglasses perched atop her head. “Care to join me? The water looks divine.”

I paused, feeling a surge of excitement and trepidation. This was not the quiet beach time I had envisioned. But something about her wild, free spirit was undeniably enticing. I shrugged and laid my stuff down not far from her, trying to maintain my composure. “You’re right, I could use a dip,” I replied, hoping my voice sounded nonchalant despite my pounding heart.

Wasting no time, we stripped down to our swimsuits and waded into the refreshing ocean, the saltwater contrasting seductively against our bare skin as we dove beneath the waves. Grabbing hands, we frolicked and played, splashing each other and sharing conspiratorial laughter.

Emerging from the surf, water droplets streaked our transformed bodies. Droplets clung to her hair and trailed down her chest in tantalizing rivulets. I felt a familiar stirring and hoped the ocean would mask my growing excitement as we returned to our claimed spot on the beach.

But then she brushed a wet strand of hair from her face and those emerald eyes fixed on me, bleeding with desire. Her fingers traced my chest, dragging along my abs and teasing the waistband of my trunks. “You’re so tan…and strong. Do you work out?” Her voice was breathy, slightly concepts.

Swallowing hard, I could only nod like an idiot, feeling my resolve crumble. Her hand slid lower, cupping the noticeable bulge and giving it a squeeze through the fabric. I gasped and she smirked, continuing her teasing massage. “Mm, nice and thick,” she murmured appreciatively.

Reaching out, I boldly groped her chest, my thumbs circling the hard nipples poking against the thin triangles. She let out a soft moan, writhing against my touch. Sliding the flimsy fabric down, I leaned in and captured a rosy bud between my lips, suckling greedily. Her fingernails raked my neck in response, urging me on.

With each caress, each kiss, we grew bolder, until we were in a frenzy of grasping hands and exploring tongues. She tugged at my trunks, freeing my engorged member which slapped against my stomach slick with seawater. Wrapping her hand around the girth, she began to stroke, smoother than any seaweed.

“Oh god,” I groaned, every movement igniting my nerves. Wetness smeared between her thighs and the scent of her arousal mingled with salt and sunscreen. Grabbing her hips, I yanked her onto my lap, her legs straddling my waist as she ground her heated center against my rigid length.

“I want you,” she panted, rocking faster, biting her lower lip. “I need to feel you inside me.” I didn’t need to be told twice. Lifting her up, I aligned myself with her entrance and slowly lowered her down. We both moaned as I stretched her tight walls, inch by excruciating inch.

“Oh fuck,” she gasped, gripping my shoulders as I filled her completely. “You’re so big. It’s been so long.” Reaching down, I seized her hips and began to slide her up and down my shaft, gasping at the slick friction. Her head lolled back, hair whipping in the salty breeze, a picture of unrestrained pleasure.

We rocked together, in sync as rising waves, our sweat-damp skin slapping and bodies quivering. Her cries turned to screams of rapture, echoing off the dunes, a siren’s song to any beachcombers. I pounded into her harder, spurred on by her wanton moans, losing myself in her tight heat.

“Don’t stop,” she begged, inner muscles clenching around me. “Oh god, I’m…I’m going to…”

Her body seized and shuddered above me, back arching in ecstasy as a climax ripped through her. Cursing, I snapped my hips rapidly, chasing my own end. “Fuck, fuck…” Pulse obscenely throbbing, I impaled her down as far as I could go. On a shout, I exploded inside her, coating her insides with thick ropes of seed, shaking and twitching with the force of it.

We collapsed together, gasping for breath, sweat and sex glistening on our intertwined forms. Limp and spent, we made no move to separate, content in our afterglow, legs tangled amongst the scattered sand and crumpled towels.

Eerily, it was then we heard the prowler in the distance, or maybe it was us all along. Either way, we had our own secrets to keep, a memory made on a single perfect afternoon…when heaven and earth conspired.