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Title: “Sunshine, Wet T-Shirts, & a Whole Lot of Naughty Fun”

The sun was shining brightly in the southern French town as a young, fit couple sauntered down the narrow streets, hand in hand. The girl, a stunning brunette named Marie, wore a tight white tank top that clung to her every curve. Her lover, Luca, couldn’t keep his eyes off her, especially the way her nipples were visible through the thin fabric, hard tips betraying her arousal.

Marie leaned in close, her voice a husky whisper in Luca’s ear. “I’m so fucking wet. Let’s find somewhere private.” Luca’s cock instantly stiffened at the proposition, tenting the front of his shorts. He nodded, eyeing the nearest alleyway between two old stone buildings.

They duck into the narrow passageway, Marie pinning Luca against the warm brick. Her lithe body pressed against his, her hips grinding into his imprisoned erection. “God, you’re so hard,” she moaned, slipping a hand into his shorts to wrap slim fingers around his thick shaft.

“My turn,” Luca growled, gripping Marie’s hips and spinning her around. He yanked her tight shorts down, exposing her perfectly shaped ass. He delivered a stinging slap to one cheek and then the other, the crack echoing off the brick walls. “Such a naughty girl, getting so wet in public.”

“Yes,” Marie agreed breathily. “I love your big cock stretching me open.” She arched her back, offering herself to him. In a swift motion, Luca thrust his throbbing length into her slick channel, groaning as he hilted inside her.

The sun was just beginning its descent as they fucked hard and fast in the alley, Marie’s wet t-shirt clinging obscenely to her sweat-slicked body. Luca hammered into her, one hand fisting in her hair while the other reached around to tug and pinch her nipple through the fabric. The wet patch around the hem of her shirt only grew larger as her juices trickled down her thighs.

Marie clawed at the brick, little bits of stone crumbling under her nails as Luca ruthlessly pounded her pussy. The slap-slap of flesh meeting flesh reverberated through the air, punctuated by their harsh pants and low moans. “Oh fuck…harder…tear it up,” Marie begged, pushing her ass back to meet his devastating thrusts.

Suddenly, Luca pulled out. Marie whined at the loss, looking back at him over her shoulder with half-lidded eyes. “On your knees,” he commanded. She immediately complied, turning and sinking to the dirty ground. Luca shucked off his shorts and boxers, then grasped her head, forcing his veiny cock between her stretched lips.

Marie took him deep, gagging on his length. Luca stifled a groan, his head falling back as he tangled his fingers in her hair. His hips rocked, fucking her face while she fingered her own dripping slit. “That’s it, baby…take my cock…fuck, your mouth feels so good,” Luca grunted, pulling her closer until her nose nestled in his pubic hair.

Saliva dripped down her chin as she moaned around him, the vibrations adding to his pleasure. The sun dipped lower on the horizon but the couple hardly noticed, lost in the haze of lust. Luca knew he wouldn’t last much longer, especially seeing Marie’s perfect tits bouncing under the obscene wet t-shirt.

Pulling out, he yanked her back onto her knees, pinning her face down with a palm on the back of her head. He stroked his slick shaft, aiming it at her face. “Open,” he ordered. Marie’s lips parted eagerly and Luca obliged, painting her face with thick, creamy ropes of cum.

Her cheeks, nose, tongue, even her hair were glazed with his seed, marking her as his. Marie groaned blissfully, scooping some up with her fingers and sucking them clean. “Mmm…you shoot so far,” she purred, licking more from her cheeks.

Spent, Luca flopped onto the ground beside her, both panting and covered in sweat. Marie curled into his side, laying her head on his chest as they basked in the fading sun. “Best date ever,” she laughed lazily, toying with the cum still streaked across her chest.

“Only the best for you,” Luca agreed, capturing her lips in a deep kiss. They lay there for a time, not caring about the dirt or anyone who might see. They’d mark this memory, both rancid and romantic, something to revisit every time they needed to spice things up in the bedroom.