Rough Sex In A Day At The Beach: Shocking Blowjob From A Stranger And A Night Of Intense Sex At Home
It was a scorching hot day at the beach. The sun beamed down mercilessly, its rays glinting off the salty waves. As she emerged from the surf, wringing the salty water from her long, dark hair, she knew she looked like a wet dream come to life. Her bikini clung to her every curve, leaving little to the imagination. She wasn’t normally one for bold moves, but today, something had come over her. Maybe it was the way the sun heated her skin, or the tantalizing possibility of a beach hookup. Whatever it was, she knew she wanted to shake things up.
As she walked along the shoreline, she noticed him right away. Tall, tanned, with abs that looked sculpted from marble. He was alone, stretched out on a beach towel, headphones in, oblivious to the world around him. She felt a jolt of electricity surge through her as she approached, stepping into his field of vision. He glanced up, eyes hidden behind dark sunglasses, but she could practically feel the heat of his gaze raking over her dripping body.
Mustering every ounce of her newly discovered boldness, she knelt down beside him, leaning in close. “Hey there,” she purred, voice low and inviting. “I couldn’t help but notice you from across the beach.” She let her fingers trail over his chest, drawing an invisible line down the center of his abs. “I’m a little lonely here all by myself. Mind if I join you?”
His lips curved into a approving smile, drinking in herhe could clearly feel the unspoken tension between them. “Be my guest,” he drawled, his deep voice sending shivers down her spine. She settled herself cross-legged on his towel, body turned towards him. The bulge in his swim trunks was impossible to miss, and she felt a thrill of excitement. Maybe this wasn’t just the start of a flirty conversation after all.
She ran her hands over her own curves, tracing the outline of the triangles of her bikini top, the tiny string panties barely covering her ass. His breath caught audibly, fingers flexing at his sides like he was physically restraining himself from reaching out to touch her. The air between them practically crackled with tension. She couldn’t resist any longer.
Sliding a hand down his swim trunks, she wrapped her fingers around his cock, already rock hard, straining for release. “Wow,” she breathed, eyes wide. “Now that’s impressive. I bet it tastes even better than it looks.”
His only response was a low, animalistic groan. It was all the encouragement she needed. Reaching into his trunks, she freed his length in one swift motion, taking it deep into her mouth without hesitation. He tasted of sun and salt and pure, raw sex. She bobbed her head, taking him deeper and deeper, reveling in the way he filled her mouth and stretched her lips. His hands fisted in her hair, guiding her pace as she sucked him with wild abandon.
The combination of the hot sun on her skin and his hard cock in her mouth was dizzying. She could feel his impending orgasm in the tightness of his grip on her hair and the way his hips started to thrust shallowly. Just when she thought he was about to explode, he pulled her off his cock, breathing raggedly. “Not like this,” he growled. “I want to be fully buried inside that perfect pussy of yours.”
He stood abruptly, yanking her up with him. Grabbing his clothes and phone, he steered her towards a secluded stretch of beach, hid, he smiled wickedly. “My place, 9pm. Don’t be late.” With that, he turned and strode off, leaving her wantonly aching and panting on the sand, tingling in anticipation of the night to come.
The hours dragged by, each minute a delicious torment in itself. When 9 finally arrived, she practically sprinted to his address, heart pounding in her chest. The door swung open before she could knock, revealing him gloriously naked, already hard and ready for her. In one swift motion he hauled her inside, slamming the door behind them and backing her up against the wall, all hungry lips and roving hands.
Stripping off her clothes between heated kisses and eager touches, he lifted her effortlessly, her legs wrapping around his waist. The moment was electrifying as he thrust up into her slick heat, burying himself inside her to the hilt. They both cried out, lost in the sensation of finally having what they both craved. He fucked her relentlessly against the wall, pounding into her with abandon, his hands supporting her ass. She couldn’t get enough, meeting his thrusts greedily, delirious with pleasure.
When her orgasms hit, one after another, he never slowed, fucking her straight through it, his cock pulsing inside her. As her walls clenched around him, he finally lost control, cursing harshly as he came hard, spilling deep inside her. They remained locked together, bodies still trembling, until the aftershocks subsided. “Fuck,” he breathed, bone-deep satisfaction coloring his voice. He carried her to the bedroom, onto sheets that smelled like them, ready for round two… and three… and as many as they could handle. The night stretched out before them, full of uncharted pleasure and sexual delights. And they were going to enjoy every. Single. Minute.
Through the aching pleasure, as she rode him into oblivion, writhing above him, gasping and panting, she knew nothing would ever be the same. The beach tryst was only the beginning, the spark that ignited the flames burning hot inside her. And she would be damned if she was going to let them go out any time soon.
