BEACH SEX

It had been 6 months since she buried her husband – 6 of the loneliest months of her life; 12 to be exact considering that she had single-handedly nursed her dying bedridden husband for the entire period since his brain cancer diagnosis the year before. She cherished Peter and even though he could hardly do anything, she stayed with him right to the very end. The stress and the anguish of cleaning him up daily, administering IVs and slowly watching him lose his mind had taken their toll on her. She had lost weight, had visibly aged and felt like no better than an autumn leaf – dry and shriveled. At 30, she had gone from looking and feeling like the girl next door to an old lady waiting to die all alone. She was tired of feeling so awful and so one very ordinary night, she took a stroll down the beach...

It was not really tourist season this time of year and she didnt expect to meet anyone at this time. She just needed a little wind in her hair and the sound of the splashing water to relax and hopefully rejuvenate. Under the moonlight, dressed in tight jeans shorts, a tank top and flip-flops, she took a seat right at the shore as she closed her eyes trying to relax. The setting was absolutely wonderful and hours passed as her mind travelled to a time when she was young and happy – how she yearned for those days. 

“Beautiful night isnt it?”, came a voice from beside her. A little startled, she opened her eyes and for a moment, she was in shock. He was one of the lifeguards who had been around late just checking that none of the local teens were in any trouble trying to swim late. In nothing but his beach shorts, he was as beautiful a man as he had seen in these parts. He looked like he had walked out of a Davidoff Coolwater ad – tall with long dark hair, a hard athletic body, a trace of stubble and the most beautiful blue eyes she had seen on a man. He sat beside her and she could feel his aura of warmth. “Everything ok?”, he said. “Just trying to relax. It’s been a while since I’ve had the time”, she replied. “You’ve come to just the right place. I like to sit out here at night sometimes - away from all the noise and distractions- to unwind and clear my head. If you want to take a swim, go right ahead. The water is great and there is one lifeguard around to make sure you’re safe. I’m Evan by the way.” “Thanks Evan. I’m Emily.”, she replied as she gazed into his beautiful blue eyes lustfully. “I’ve never gone swimming in the water in the 3 years I’ve lived here. I was always more of a spectator here”, she said as she leaned backwards. “Come on. You’ll love it. I promise”, he said as he stood up motioning her to take his hand as he inched towards the water. He was so beautiful and even though she wasnt particularly keen on taking a swim, his body convinced her that there could be no wrong in doing this. She took off her top and her jeans revealing her still well toned body adorned by a black cotton bra and panties. So it wasnt a bikini but it would have to do. Slowly, she grabbed hold of his hand and together they stepped into the water which was not as cold as she had imagined. Slowly, still holding her hand, they walked forward until they were shoulder deep in the water. “Doesn’t that feel lovely?”, he asked as he ran his hands through his hair. Her gaze met his and for a moment, everything seemed to come to a standstill. It felt like they were the only 2 people in the entire universe. And then it came. He leaned in and he kissed her gently. It felt like nothing she had ever felt before; warm, but at the same time, electrifying. She held beneath the water around his upper back and pulled him closer as one passionate kiss followed another. With one hand behind her neck and the other near around her waist, they kissed for what seemed like hours exploring each other’s mouths with their tongues. As the tide gently guided their bodies towards the shore, he gently, yet expertly undid her bra as he plastered kisses on her shoulders and her décolletage. As he mounted her gently, she held on firmly to his back as the caressed her breasts and showered them with warm kisses. She was in ecstasy as he sucked each of her nipples ferociously exploring every inch with his warm tongue. He could feel the blood rush downwards as he began to swell beneath his beach shorts. He kissed her lower as she ran her fingers along his back, his neck and eventually through his hair as he kissed her navel. Still on top of her, he flipped her over so that her back was now visible to him. He traced his fingers along her spine as he brushed off the soft sand. And then he began to kiss her from her neck, all the way down and right back up again.

By now, she was already moaning in pleasure as the slipped off the cotton panties that were between him and her perfectly rounded tight pale bottom. He buried his face between her cheeks as he continued to kiss her deeper and deeper between her thighs until he could taste the warmth of her wetness on his lips. He buried his tongue within her as he explored her expertly with his tongue. He could feel her tremble as he slipped in and out of her kissing the lips down below, licking and occasionally slipping in a finger or two. He turned her over again revealing her throbbing clit which he expertly enveloped within his mouth with a gentle yet powerful sucking maneuver. He expertly tickled it with his tongue as he continued to slide his fingers in and out of her. He loved the way she moaned and trembled and he was determined to please her in every way possible. By now, she could see the bulge in his shorts and she realized how much she had missed being with a man. She temporarily overpowered him and as she mounted him, she pinned his wrists with her arms and began to kiss him – his lips, his chin, his neck, down his rock hard chest. As she released him, she kissed his abs and moved even lower sliding off his shorts and revealing his swollen manhood. First she ran her tongue along the length of it from the bottom to the top and then finally engulfed the head with her mouth. She caressed the head of his manhood with just her tongue as he moaned gently in pleasure. Just as expertly, she took a dive as she slid the length of his penis down her throat occasionally gargling as she bobbed her head up and down, massaging his balls gently with her palms. And then she proceeded to mount him. Once again pinning him by the wrists, she sat astride him enveloping the entire length of his pulsating penis within her. Slowly as if moving to the beat of Caribbean drums, she began to wind her waist around. He could feel the warmth of her wetness as she moved clenching him tightly. This was no cowgirl. This was the Egyptian belly dance of legend. She swayed from left to right and from front to back filled with his entirety inside her as he moaned gently. He could feel her juices running down from within her and down the length of his penis and onto his balls. She was gushing and he knew it was only a matter of time before she came.

Like an enraged bull he broke free from her grasp and with his entire penis still within her, he turned her first on her side and then on her front as he began to thrust into her from behind as she lay flat on the sand. He went as deep and as far as he could go slowly at first and then picking up speed as the water splashed upon their naked bodies. He could hear her cream as the pounded and pounded with all the energy he could muster in his hips. She weakened as the first orgasm ripped through her body. She vibrated gently as she clenched him tighter with her pussy lips. 

As the sensation passed, he turned her to face him and then slipped into her as he moved his hips up and down bouncing in and out of her as he kissed her. He continued his motions within her until finally his moment arrived – she felt him explode as he flooded her with his warm cum. Breathless, they lay naked beside each other as they fell asleep under the moonlight.