Quicky On The Beach With Pov – Cherry Candle And Dave Candle
The warm coastal breeze tousled Cherry’s fiery red locks as she strolled hand-in-hand with her longtime beau Dave along the pristine, sun-soaked shore. The enticing scent of sea salt and sunblock permeated the air, while the rhythmic crashing of waves against the shore provided a soothing melody. Dressed in a skimpy bikini that left little to the imagination, Cherry’s voluptuous figure commanded Dave’s undivided attention. However, the alluring redhead had a naughty surprise up her sleeve to make this beach rendezvous unforgettable.
As they found a secluded spot near a rocky outcrop, Dave’s heart raced with anticipation to discover what mischievous plans Cherry had in store. With a sultry grin, she reached into her beach bag and produced a sleek, metallic vibrator. Dave’s eyes widened with excitement and trepidation, knowing Cherry’s insatiable appetite for risky pleasure.
“Ready to give this beach a little shake, babe?” Cherry purred seductively. Dave, tooLost in the heat of the moment to object or consider the risks, nodded eagerly. Cherry wasted no time disrobing, revealing her luscious body, then positioned the vibrator between her thighs.
As Cherry began to pleasure herself, Dave watched, enthralled, his own arousal-growing by the second. Cherry’s eyes fluttered closed in ecstasy and a whimper escaped her lips as she worked the vibrator’s buzzing tip over her engorged clitoris. The sea breeze tickled Dave’s skin as he watched, his pulse quickening at the shameless display.
“Fuck yes,” Cherry moaned, her tone growing breathier as she pushed herself closer to the brink. “Get down here, stud. I need that tongue of yours.”
Dave wasted no time complying, dropping to his knees in the sand before her. He gripped the generous globes of Cherry’s ass, pulling her slick mound against his eager mouth. His tongue swirled and probed, greedily lapping up her arousal as she rode his face with wanton abandon. Lost in the throes of passion, Cherry shoved Dave’s head further against her needy sex, grinding her hips in desperate circles.
“That’s it, baby,” Cherry gasped, “Fuck…I’m close. Don’t stop!”
Dave continued his ministrations, not daring to slow down for a second as he rapidly brought Cherry to climax. Her thighs quaked and she cried out shamelessly, uncaring of potential eavesdroppers nearby. Dave did not relent until Cherry slumped against him, spent and panting.
“Fuck, babe…” Cherry breathed, “You’re just too damn good at that. Now it’s your turn.”
But Dave knew there was more in store. Cherry seemed insatiable today. She plopped down on the soft beach towel and spread her shapely legs, gesturing for Dave to mount her. His hardened member slid easily into her slick heat, and he began to thrust. He immediately set a rapid pace, his hips pistoning in and out of her warm, welcoming depths. Cherry clung to him, her passionate moans only spurring his enthusiasm.
“Harder, stud!” Cherry panted, as she wrapped her legs around Dave’s waist, using the leverage to rock her hips against his in exuberant abandon. The wet slapping of their motions filled the air, along with their heated breaths and aroused noises.
Dave altered the angle of his thrusts to kiss Cherry’s special spot and reveled in her resulting wall of passion. It wasn’t long before he felt his own climax building. Cherry’s gasps and whimpers signaled that she too was nearing her limit. Reaching between their sweaty bodies, Dave located her sensitive bud and frictioned it in time with his increasingly frantic thrusts.
“A-aahh! Oh fuck yeah!” Cherry cried out, arching her back profoundly as Dave drove into her hard and fast, tumbling them both over the edge to climax. He collapsed against her, both of them gasping and twitching from the force of their shared high.
As they lay there in the aftermath, twined together on the towel, basking in the warm glow of their intimate act against the stunning backdrop of sea and shore, they knew this was a beach rendezvous they’d never forget.
