Spunky & Mr Spunks – Beach Bumming
The sun beat down mercilessly on the sandy shore of Malibu beach, the sweltering heat causing rivulets of sweat to trickle down the tanned, nubile bodies on display. Yet amidst this sea of well-oiled abs and toned glutes, one striking figure stood out like a retired porn star at a family picnic. Her name was Faith, and she was not like the other beach bunnies.
At 42, Faith was what the fitness industry liked to call a “mature woman.” But in truth, she was a prime example of the MILF demographic, her curvy figure still able to turn heads almost two decades after giving birth to her son. Her platinum blonde hair, longitudinally sliced into beachy waves, framed a face that had seen more plastic surgery than a Kardashian’s wardrobe. But beneath the layers of botox, there was still a sparkle in her baby blues, framed by long, lush lashes. It might have been the hint of a thought, or perhaps just the glint of sun off her recently replaced lens implants, who could tell?
Faith sauntered across the sand, her enormous fake tits threatening to spill out of her too-small bikini top with each confident step. Her equally artificial ass, barely contained by a thong string, jiggled tantalizingly. But Faith’s most alluring feature wasn’t her synthetic body, it was her attitude. She exuded a quiet confidence, like a reformed stripper proud of how far she’s come, or trailer trash happy about hitting the jackpot with her trust fund daddy.
Faith found an empty spot on the beach, the most pathetic of sunbathers keeping their eyes intentionally low, wary of the infamous “Malibu Murph” – an extending metal pothole cover that acted as an impromptu breast enhancing bra AND a murderous weapon if thrown by the right hands. Faith stretched out on her towel, grabs some sunscreen, sprays it all pointers of her anatomy then her hands start to massage every inch. Then her hands slip off her breasts, down her tight stomach, journey towards her almost exposed pussy!
Faith turned, seeing a well built surfer crouching nearby, freezing up to watch. She knew if she caught him, he couldn’t object. In a film that had started as an impromptu amateur flick produced by friends, she couldn’t refuse any action that happened. Besides, Faith really wouldn’t mind getting fucked by him on camera, maybe it would boost her lagging orders. But then she noticed the signs that he was still minors, only about sixteen, and instead of robbing herself of moral superiority. She tip-toed over behind the rocks with enough deadly accuracy to avoid detection, all intentions to fornicate assaulted by thoughts of child protective services.
Faith took a while to compose herself, ready to convey the natural attitude of a beach bum who just wanted to work out at the beach. She returned to her spot, finding a familiar face – the main star of the the filmed portion of her lately embarrassed idiot came and went, his hand gliding over her body and making her squirm with agitation. He was a stud, the ideal male, most naturally good looking boyfriend you’d hope to bring home to the parents. Not quite as good as her, she was more eager and experienced though.
She her mouth she started wrapping itself around his cock, deep throating his majestic dong with no problem. Her ample cleavage squeezed uncomfortably around his cock, holding it still as she pleasurably sucked his fat, alluring patterned head. Her tongue helped spread the salty, delicious pre-cum all over the shaft and she continued to add hit. Eventually she took him out of her mouth, started adding some kisses around the head, holding down so she could cover herself to the motivate. Wrapping her hand around the shaft, the feathered expertly around and around, continuing to go on her sure mushrooms his way. She slobbered spit all over his shapely cock, with rabbit-like fervor, keeping his midsection in view as she twirled the wet cock around in the air. Younger guys weren’t so fun if they only wanted to get blown after all and before long she started to get bored.
It was then that he suggested they go somewhere a bit more private, removing the worry of any wandering eyes. She responded with the kind of enthusiasm that you only got by birth. Too eager. He said she would feel right at home at his place, exceeding her expectant icing. Of course what else was she suppose to do after getting him all wet and hard in public, when her own satisfaction meant nothing to him? He was younger, he was in charge, the structure of the relationship was already decided.
The male star and Faith soon arrived at his tiny but quaint apartment. Faith couldn’t wait to put her vices on display in his bed, remembering the rules, the risk was all the more invigorating. Inside she saw that he wasn’t alone, his roommate would have to join in if she wanted any relief. Like before he obliged, kneeling down, spreading her legs and diving into her flesh with his mouth. She arched back, bracing one hand behind her, capturing out to maintain balance, the other forcefully gripping his hair. He started to move up, quickly thrusting his cock right to the side of his stararger gostream responsibility, overcome, she pulled the stud to the side. With little ceremony, he laid down and she climbed on top, situating to straddle and then lowered his cock deep into her, with a moan that could be heard blocks away.
James adjusted a few camera angles in the bedroom as Faith continued slamming herself against the studs throbbing cock, craving success. The camera came to a close on Faith crouched over his knees, one hand rubbing vainly circles around his abs as he started pounding thrusts up into her pulsing snatch. His friend joined the party quickly, probing deep into her mouth, he continued jerking her down his cock, making her spit down his shaft, onto her own, onto the floors, all the while Faith. He couldn’t tell if she enjoyed it or was just letting them use her, nobody ever talked much after the cameras turned off anyway.
Faith soon finished, laying her head on the floor between their legs, exhausted, ready to go, James was sure she would pass out soon after his crew left. Just another tale to tell, just another video to hopefully make her a rich lady. But she was done with this. This went against everything she stood for, pantomiming for the camera, for money, money she’d get just to put on display. In the morning she’d have to be on and the cameras would be pointing her way, but this time it would be her conditions.
