Having sex and creampied by a voyeur in the beach

In the scorching summer heat of China’s coastal province of Fujian, Baozi and his wife Xiao Mei decided to take a break from the sweltering city life and head for the beach. Little did they know that their private beach tryst would become the center of a voyeur’s perverted fantasy.

It was a weekday, so the beach was nearly deserted. The sun-drenched sand stretched out as far as the eye could see, and the rhythm of the waves provided a soothing lullaby. Baozi and Xiao Mei found a secluded spot, far from the few families scattered along the shoreline.

Baozi’s eyes wandered appreciatively over his wife’s figure, clad in a skimpy red bikini that left little to the imagination. Her bronzed skin glistened with sunscreen, and her long black hair danced in the sea breeze. Xiao Mei caught her husband’s hungry gaze and smiled coyly.

“Baozi, darling,” she purred, “I’m feeling so hot and bothered. Why don’t you help me cool off?”

With a mischievous grin, Baozi leaned in and captured her lips in a searing kiss. His hands roamed her curves, squeezing and caressing every inch of her supple body. Xiao Mei moaned into his mouth, craving more of his touch.

They fumbled with each other’s swimwear, desperate to feel skin against skin. Baozi’s hard length sprang free, and he grinned at Xiao Mei’s gasped exclamation. She wrapped her hand around his throbbing cock, stroking him slowly as she tasted the salty drops of pre-cum that leaked from the tip.

“Oh, Baozi,” she breathed, “you’re so big and hard for me. I need you inside me, now.”

Baozi laid her down on the sand, spreading her thighs with his hands. He could see her glistening pink folds, just begging to be filled. Unable to resist, he plunged his tongue deep into her pussy, savoring her sweet nectar. Xiao Mei cried out in ecstasy, her fingers tangling in his hair to hold him closer.

After worshipping her with his mouth, Baozi positioned himself at her entrance. With one smooth thrust, he sheathed himself fully inside his wife’s tight heat. They both groaned at the exquisite sensation, relishing the feeling of being so intimately connected.

Slowly, Baozi began to move, dragging his thick length nearly all the way out before driving back in to the hilt. He set a steady pace, each snap of his hips pushing him deeper and bringing Xiao Mei closer to the edge. She wrapped her legs around his waist, urging him to go faster, harder, deeper.

Lost in their own world of pleasure, neither Baozi nor Xiao Mei noticed the figure hiding behind the nearby rocks, eagerly recording their private moment with a discreet camera. The voyeur’s pants grew tight as he watched the couple fucking like rabbits, their moans of ecstasy carried on the sea breeze.

Baozi could feel his climax approaching, his balls tightening with each powerful thrust. Xiao Mei’s walls fluttered around him, squeezing his pulsing cock like a vice. “I’m going to cum,” he grunted, his rhythm becoming erratic. “Cum with me, baby.”

With a keening wail, Xiao Mei’s orgasm crashed over her, her pussy convulsing around Baozi’s shaft. The sensation pushed him over the edge, and with a guttural roar, he buried his cock to the hilt and painted her insides with his hot seed.

The voyeur couldn’t help but groan, his own hand pumping furiously under his swim trunks. The sight of the gorgeous woman being filled with her husband’s cum was almost too much to bear. With a final, shuddering gasp, he came hard, his protests muffled by the beach’s booming waves.

As Baozi and Xiao Mei basked in the afterglow, the voyeur quietly slipped away, a satisfied smirk on his face. Little did they know, their private beach sex would soon be circulating on the dark web, much to the delight of countless perverts.

Baozi and Xiao Mei eventually returned to their lives in the city, never suspecting that their naughty beach tryst had been recorded for the world to see. And though the video had been uploaded anonymously, it didn’t take long for word to spread throughout their social circles.

Neighbors, friends, and even coworkers whisper-shared the scandalous account of Baozi and Xiao Mei’s public coupling. Many were shocked, while others were secretly titillated by the intimate details.

Whispers and hushed giggles followed Baozi and Xiao Mei wherever they went, and they soon realized that their private moment had become the talk of the town. They were mortified and felt violated, but there was nothing they could do to stem the spread of the video now that it had been released.

Meanwhile, the voyeur sat back and reveled in the knowledge that he had captured something so taboo. He watched the video again and again, reliving the moment he had been lucky enough to stumble upon. The knowledge that he had been a fly on the wall of such an intense, intimate encounter was almost too good to be true.

As weeks passed, rumors about the beach sex video only seemed to grow more elaborate. Some claimed that the couple had been gangbanged by a group of burly Chinese fishermen, while others insisted that Xiao Mei had been shared with a harem of hung and eager young studs.

The truth, however, was much less outrageous. Baozi and Xiao Mei had simply been two people in love, lost in the heat of the moment and each other’s embrace. They had never intended to be an object of public fascination and desire.

But now, whether they liked it or not, that’s exactly what they had become. And as the video continued to circulate, gatherings of perverts gathered on obscure chatrooms and forums, sharing their fantasies of what Xiao Mei and Baozi would do next.

One particularly lurid post, from a user going by ‘Voyeur88’,asie imagined Baozi bringing a whole crowd of horny men to the same beach spot. The crowds would wait their turn to bury their cocks in Xiao Mei’s tight, cum-stuffed holes as Baozi looked on.

Most disturbed of all was when fervent factions arose from the crowds of Voyeurs, some adamant that the passionate stamina of Baozi to fuck Xiao Mei in the first place was proof enough that he DESERVED to father China’s ultimate race of soccer champions.

A new religion practically began around their video. Men from every corner of China would gather at local temples to pray to the altar of “Sexual Energy”, a fusion of good old-fashioned Confucianism and the darkened lust of Voyeurism. There, they would watch the video, seeking inspiration and hope that Baozi’s strength and Xiao Mei’s resiliency could be passed down to future generations.

More terrifying still was how one online misfit in rural Hubei province began an online petition to “Legalize Baozi”, arguing that such godly people deserved tax breaks for bearing strong children. It got thousands of signatures.

Distraught by all the attention, Baozi and Xiao Mei officially filed a police complaint, hoping to end the spread of the video. But it was too late – the cat was already out of the bag, and their private moment had become a national obsession.

Within weeks, their names and faces had become international sensations. Tabloids across Asia gleefully gleamed with headlines and pictures of their beach sex video, complete with salacious details of their past.

Doctors in Shanghai even published studies showing that seeing their Beach video during foreplay increased sexual libido by up to 3% on average for viewers, an increase they called “Miraculous”. They began advertising it as a cure for ED.

Faced with this overwhelming loss of privacy and dignity, Baozi and Xiao Mei decided to take drastic measures. In a joint email blast to their families, friends and coworkers, they announced that they would be embarking on a voyage to Los Angeles.

There, they hoped to find a calm, secluded place to restart their lives, far away from the judgment and prurience of their home country. It was a long-shot, but they figured it was better than continuing to live under the ever-watchful eye of the nation’s sex-hungry voyeurs.

As they boarded their plane, Baozi and Xiao Mei silently vowed that one day, they would be remembered for something more than their beach sex tape. They were two strong, loving individuals who had simply gotten a little bit carried away in the heat of the moment – and they refused to let that moment define the rest of their lives.

For despite everything, they still had one another, still had the innocent spark of love that had brought them together on that fateful day at the beach. And as long as they had that, they knew they could weather any storm.

Yet even as their plane took off for distant shores, the rumors and fantasies swirled on. It would be many long years before the People of China forgot the story of Baozi and Xiao Mei – and truth be told, some may never do so at all.