10 comments/ 50562 views/ 1 favorites Beach Lover By: Syndra Lynn The beach was haunted only by a Midsummer breeze, the roar of the ocean and the light of a nearly full moon. The calming scent of salt and sand soothed the deepest reaches of my soul. Wandering up and down the dunes, I collected driftwood into a pile. Crumpled paper plates sputtered to life at the touch of a lighter and licked the pile into crackling yellow-orange flames. Dancing around the fire to the music of the ocean, I enjoyed my unbridled solitude. The moonlight bathed the beach prehistoric in its emptiness, and I embraced the feeling that the whole world belonged to me alone. I dropped shirt and swimsuit by the fire and walked to the water's edge. I love skinny dipping and have since I was little. The water surrounds me, caresses me softly, lifts me up and rocks me gently. It's like returning to the womb and gives me a high equaled by few things in life. Playing like a child I pretended to be a mermaid, holding my legs together, as if bound at the ankles, to simulate my tail. I thrust my hips to propel through the water, diving, spinning, and trying to jump above the surf. I swam for a long time sensing a kinship with the life in the sea. Energized by the water dance I emerged breathless and giddy. The moonlight glistening on wet skin made me sparkle. A soft breeze on damp breasts brought my nipples to attention, a sight that always arouses me. I sat by the fire and lifted a breast in each hand. Rolling the tight nubs between finger and thumb, I lay back pressing an imprint into the sand to form fit my body. Caressing my tits expertly, my body began to warm from more than the flames of my small fire. Slowly my hand traced my abdomen, brushing past pubes, into the moist, warm crevice that awaited attention. I spread my legs to provide easier access to probing fingers. With one hand still fondling my breasts, the other ventured into small circles around my clit. I ran through a favorite fantasy and my juices had just begun to flow when I sensed I was being watched. My eyes flew open. A man's face hovered, illuminated eerily just outside the ring of firelight, he stood in the shadows, silent and threatening. I froze. I tried to decide if I could make a run for it. I glanced up and down the coastline. No one in sight! No one to hear me scream, no one to run to my rescue. I just lay there, naked, vulnerable, staring at him. Then something odd happened. He held up both hands as if he surrendered and took a step back from me. Somehow I understood that he wanted to watch. Why did that make me so hot? If I did as he wished, maybe he wouldn't hurt me. Unless something changed, it was my only option. Taking a deep breath I lay back in the sand, my eyes locked on his dark figure, afraid to look away. Tentatively I slipped my right hand into the warmth between my legs and found it surprisingly slick and swollen. Slowly my finger began to slide around my clit as I twisted and pulled alternately at my nipples. Keenly aware that he was watching, I wondered if he had ever seen a woman masturbate before. The act of exhibiting myself was more exciting than I could have imagined and my breath became shallow. I decided to give him a real show. I began to gyrate my hips in a provocative circular motion, grinding my ass into the sand. My fingers moved more quickly and a small moan escaped. My left hand cupped my right breast and brought it to my lips. When I arched my neck forward, my mouth reached the nipple. My eyes were still glued to the strange voyeur as my tongue circled my nipple and my fingers moved more frantically over my ripe clitoris. Soon I was biting gently at the nipple, a curious finger quickly darting into wetness, then sliding up to find my clit again. My finger would disappear, then reappear to dance across my pulsating clit. I rocked my pelvis, up and down as though I were fucking an invisible lover. My excitement grew and I began to sweat. With the roar of the ocean pounding in my mind, I became oblivious to the fact that anyone was watching. Absorbed in my moonlight masturbation, my fingers worked feverishly. I was rubbing hard, back and forth, in and out, nearing the edge. Panting heavily, my legs stiffened, raising my hips high to thrust my imaginary lover as deep as possible. My body shook with orgasm. It lasted forever as I continued rubbing back and forth, gently now, to prolong the glorious climax. Finally I closed the palm of my hand over my pussy, and curled onto my side hugging myself and breathing heavily. When I opened my eyes, I saw him still standing in the shadows. He had his erection in his hand, stroking it slowly. He appeared small framed and swarthy, and his prick was standing strait out in front of him. I watched him manipulate it in long slow strokes interspersed with short quick ones. His other hand circled through his pubes and up his lower abdomen. His gaze was fixed on me. I studied him, mesmerized by the way he was looking at me hungrily, as though he had never seen a naked woman. He no longer seemed threatening. He looked lost and lonely and very naive. I licked my lips seductively and spread my legs toward him. This visibly excited him so I opened myself completely, showing him the deep mauve and pinks of the swollen treasure beneath my bush. I pulled at my nipples and bit my lips while I made little moaning sounds deep in my throat, consciously trying to evoke his orgasm. Now I watched the stranger as intently as he watched me. He dropped to his knees, thrusting his hips forward as he stroked and squeezed his cock. More aroused now than I had ever been, I watched the figure of this strange man nearing a state of orgasm. My own exhibition began to take control of my body, accelerating me toward another climax. He leaned forward, still working his right palm in hard, fast strokes. He brought his face right down between my thighs and inhaled deeply, taking in my womanly scent. He sniffed my pussy like I was a bitch in heat. Something about this animalistic instinct pushed me toward the edge. He sniffed again. The look on his face was pure ecstasy. The third time he inhaled me, his back arched and he threw his head back violently. His gasps for breath came as short low moans. Then the thick liquid ran down his hand as he sat back on his heels. I felt intoxicated with my second orgasm. It didn't last as long as the first, but was more intense. My eyes squeezed shut as the orgasm rolled me. When they opened, he was gone. I looked around, but he was nowhere to be seen. He was not a dream. His footprints were proof of that. He simply watched, took what he needed, and vanished. I flopped back on the sand breathing hard and smiling. I shook my head and laughed, thinking my mother couldn't be angry if she ever found out. After all, I hadn't actually spoken to the stranger. Beach Lovers My friend Pamela had asked me to housesit for her while she was in Europe doing a book tour. Pam has the most amazing beach house and it was no great torture to agree. Her house sits on a private stretch of beach and has the most wonderful terraces. Each one looks out at the water and is completely private. The upstairs bedroom overlooks the beach. The wall facing the water is done completely in glass, giving you the sense of being in a three-sided room. The master bedroom is my favorite spot in the house because of it. On the first morning I was there, I rose early and drank my first cup of coffee standing at the window watching the water. As I sipped my coffee, I noticed two people, a man and woman, walking hand in hand along the surf. The man appeared to be in his mid-thirties, the woman in her late-twenties. They were a handsome couple. As I sipped, my eye wandered back to them. They'd stopped on the beach just in front of the house. Sitting down in the sand, he said something to her and I watched her face break into a laugh. He laid back, resting his head on one arm. I drank my coffee and watched as her hand slid across his arm and down to his chest. Using his free hand, he pushed her hand down to his groin. The woman looked around quickly and then slid her hand down the front of his shorts. I was spellbound watching the couple. Her hand was sliding up and down in his pants. I wasn't close enough to see how big he was or hear him moan, but I was sure he was telling her to keep touching him. Her hand was moving quickly up and down in his shorts. He lifted his head, looked around quickly to make sure no one was around, and then pushed her head down into his lap. In one swift movement, she had his shorts open and his cock in her mouth. I watched from my window as she gave him head on the beach in the middle of the morning. Her mouth was moving quickly up and down. He arched up and lifted his head. She stopped moving and then lifted her mouth, licking her lips. He'd come in her mouth. Just as suddenly as it all had started, he tucked his cock back in his shorts. Kissing her, he lifted her hand, helping her stand. They continued on their walk down the beach. I wasn't sure of what I had just seen. I thought about it all day, even masturbating in the shower, thinking about them. I came hard just thinking about them, how she'd given him a blow job in the middle of the beach. If I'd seen, who else might have? The next morning, I woke at the same time and quickly hurried to stand in front of the window. I was disappointed. Again, the couple wandered down the beach, stopping just in front of my house and sitting in the sand. Again, she started with a hand job and then moved on to blowing him. This went on for two more days. Each morning, I was mesmerized by their routine. I stayed horny just thinking about it. On the fifth day, at the little corner supermarket, I ran into the woman. She was in the vegetable section. I felt an instant heat. Did she know I'd seen them? What should I do? I couldn't stop thinking about them, watching them. I walked over to where she was. I smiled at her. She smiled back. As I reached across her, I wrapped my fingers around a cucumber. As I pulled my arm back, I smiled again at her, "I've seen you around. On the beach, I think." She said it was possible. "Yes. I've definitely seen you on the beach. With a man." She nodded and said her and her husband liked to take walks. I lifted the cucumber to my chin. Leaning it there, I looked at her, smiling again. "I'm staying in the gray house with all the terraces." I knew the instant she realized which house I meant. Flicking my tongue across the tip of the cucumber, I turned and started to walk away. Turning around, I told her, "You should stop by one morning. The view is amazing." I left her standing there, thinking about it. I was already horny and having told her in not so many words that I'd seen her and her husband on the beach, I was over the edge horny. I raced home, running my fingers down between my legs as I drove. When I reached the driveway, I pulled into the garage. Sitting back, I spread my legs wide and drove two fingers deep inside my pussy. I pushed my shorts down further, giving my fingers better access. As my fingers worked in and out of my wet pussy, I closed my eyes and envisioned the couple on the beach. Using the tip of my thumb, I circled my clit. My moan filled the car as my orgasm broke. My breathing was fast and raspy as my heart rate returned to normal. It'd been quite a morning. The next day, I woke a little earlier than normal. Having time before the "next show", I took a quick shower. Slipping a short robe on, I stepped out onto the bedroom terrace and waited. Sure enough, the man and woman appeared. This time, she pointed up to my house. He turned, looking up and seeing me. They walked up the beach towards my house. Just at the bottom on the stairs, they stopped. The woman appeared nervous. The man, curious. I told them to come on up. Leaning back against the railing, I waited for them. I knew the woman was sexy, with a pouty little mouth. He was attractive and intriguing to me. I introduced myself to them, smiling. She was Felicity. He was Marcus. "So, Felicity says she ran into you in the grocery store yesterday. Said you saw us on the beach." Marcus was sizing me up. I decided to play. I knew what I wanted and felt pretty confident I'd be able to get it. "Yes. I've seen you on the beach the last five mornings." I let my eyes wander from Felicity's mouth to Marcus's groin. He was already getting hard. His shorts were straining across his thighs. "All five mornings? Do you like watching us? Do you like spying on people?" "Only when there's something worth seeing. I loved watching. You know what I'd like now?" I hesitated a moment, letting it sink in, "I'd love to watch you now. Here." Felicity's eyes got wide. Marcus smiled. His shorts were getting too tight. "What do we get if we let you watch us? You have to make it worth our time." "Oh, I will. Don't worry." Slowly, I pulled on the tie on my robe, letting it fall away to the side. My robe opened, hanging wide, letting them see my round breasts and my shaved pussy. Marcus didn't say a word. He pulled Felicity in front of him and pushed her down on her knees. I watched as he unzipped his shorts, letting them fall to the ground. His cock was huge, pointing straight out. With his hand on the back of her head, Marcus guided Felicity's mouth to his rod. I bit gently on my lower lip as her mouth encircled the tip of his cock and she sucked. Mmmm, this was what I'd been waiting for. Marcus closed his eyes briefly, enjoying the feel of Felicity's mouth on his cock, then he opened his eyes and looked at me. Leaning back against the railing, I cupped my left breast in my hand, kneading it. My nipples were so hard they hurt. Pulling on my sensitive nipple, I twisted it and then released it. My eyes were glued to Felicity's mouth. It was obvious she loved sucking cock. She was good at it. Her mouth moved up and down his cock, stroking him with her tongue. The slurping noises were going straight to my pussy, making it ache to be licked. Marcus's hands on either side of her head guided her up and down slowly. He moaned and told her what a good girl she was, how good it felt. Lifting my leg up onto the chair next to me, I slowly lowered my hand down between my legs. I was so wet, so ready. As I slipped the tip of my finger between my lower lips, I moaned. Felicity sucked harder when she heard me. Sliding first one finger, then two, deep inside my pussy, I watched and began to talk. "Oh, Felicity, suck him. Suck his hard cock. Ohh yess, that's it. That's so good, Felicity. Suck him harder. Roll your tongue around him. Suck his fuckin cock." My fingers were frigging me faster and faster, going deeper each time. Marcus was moaning, watching my fingers diving into my wet pussy. His hands were gripping Felicity's hair, pulling on it as she sucked him. He let out a moan, held Felicity's head still and filled her mouth with his cream. Pulling out, his cock twitched and another spurt fell on the deck in front of him. I moaned as my own orgasm tore through me. My pussy tingled and I felt the gush of liquid between my legs, running down my legs. I sighed, moaning and withdrew my fingers. Looking up at Marcus, I slowly licked my fingers clean. Felicity stood, shaky and licking her lips. Marcus stood there, watching me. "You know the one thing I've noticed, Marcus, for the last five days. Each day, Felicity sucks you off, getting her luscious little mouth filled with your cream, and each day, you get up and walk away afterwards. I think Felicity deserves a little special attention too." Felicity wasn't saying anything but her eyes were bright. Her breasts, tucked snug in a white tank top, were heaving up and down with each breath. Her little blue shorts had a lovely little wet spot between her legs. "What do you have in mind?" I slid my robe completely off so I was naked and then walked towards them, closing the short distance. I reached out and ran my hand over the top of Marcus's still dripping cock. He shivered. "I want to get on my knees in front of Felicity, pull her tight little shorts down and suck her tender little pussy. Would you like that, Felicity? Don't you want to get off too? Marcus has. I have. I think you do to, baby." Without saying a word, Marcus stepped behind Felicity. Wrapping his arms around her, he pulled the snap on her shorts and slowly slid the zipper down. Pushing her shorts down, Marcus stripped her bottom, leaving her bare for me. With a quick command, he told her to step out of her shorts, and she did. As Marcus stepped back next to her, I slowly knelt in front of her. Her pussy was blonde, matching the shade of hair on her head. A narrow strip of fur jutting out from her pussy, like a little landing strip. Her pussy was already wet and pink. I felt Marcus move to sit in a chair near us. Using the tips of two fingers, I gently opened her little slit and nestled the tip of my tongue in between. With only long, slow licks, I tasted Felicity's sweet pussy. She was tangy and oh so delicious. I heard her moan gently, shivering, as I stroked my tongue up and down her slit. As my tongue touched her clit for the first time, she cupped the back of my head, pushing my tongue harder onto her hard nub. She moaned louder. Suddenly, I had an idea. Slipping away from her, I looked up and told her to sit on Marcus's lap. When she went to straddle him, her ass facing out, I quickly turned her around, so she was sitting with her back pressed against him. Opening her legs, I laid them over his. Wide open, her pussy was just waiting for me. Marcus's cock was hard again, jutting out from between his legs, and now hers. I pulled her forward just a little so her pussy was actually laying across the top of his cock. Leaning in, I went back to licking her sweet cunt. As Felicity moaned and squirmed in Marcus's lap, her pussy teased his cock, rubbing it with her juices. I licked her pussy, diving my tongue deeper and deeper into her body. Marcus's hands came up, pushing her tank top up, giving his hands a playground to explore. Her breasts filled his hands as he teased and rubbed them. Using my tongue, I moved from Felicity's pussy to Marcus's cock, licking and sucking both of them. Together, they pumped my tongue, my mouth, my face, as I gave both of them an oral experience they'd never forget. Felicity moaned and arched off Marcus, her pussy nearly dipping down to engulf his cock. Covering her pussy with my mouth, I sucked, drinking in her orgasm. Her pussy was throbbing in my mouth, filling it. I kept licking and then took her hardened clit in my mouth and rolled it with my tongue. Felicity erupted in another quick orgasm before collapsing back against Marcus. Lifting Felicity off his lap, Marcus reached out, grabbing me and pulling me to to him. "Now it's my turn." I didn't have time to think, just to feel, as Marcus pulled me on his lap, his cock ramming fully into my pussy. I moaned, arching and grabbing his shoulders to steady myself. His hands wrapped around my waist, holding me, as he plunged his steel hard cock up inside me. He was thicker than I'd expected and my pussy was tight around him, gripping him. Felicity stood behind me, massaging my shoulders, telling Marcus to fuck me harder. Her mouth lowered to my neck and she kissed me lightly. I moaned as her mouth traveled down my back. Marcus surged upwards, pushing me further and further. "That's it, baby. Take it. Take my cock. Your pussy is so fucking tight. Fuck you feel so good, baby. Fuck!" Felicity's mouth was kissing my ass, her hands kneading my cheeks. When I felt her tongue move over my tight little asshole, I nearly came. Using the tip of her tongue, she rimmed me as her husband fucked me senseless. I moaned and yelled for him to fuck me harder. Clutching his shoulders, I leaned my head back and gripped his cock tight with my pussy as my orgasm ripped through me. Marcus rammed his rod hard into me three more times before he moaned and his cock erupted. Lifting me slightly, he pulled out and Felicity took his spewing cock in her mouth, sucking him dry. I collapsed against Marcus, breathing hard and heavy. My pussy was still throbbing. When the three of us were able, we managed to go inside. We showered - thank God Pamela has a huge shower - slowly rubbing each other clean, getting each other excited again. We laid together in bed all afternoon, sleeping and recovering. When we woke, we made love again. I love the beach and now I've found two beach lovers I love even more. Beach Lovers I can feel the ocean breeze whipping against my skin as I sit gazing at the setting sun. The sand is still warm beneath my bare feet, and I squinch my toes in the soft rocks. The setting rays warm my bare skin, casting a golden glow to my complexion. The sun slowly sinks into the ocean, painting the low clouds orange, and brushing the horizon with swaths of pink and purple. I lean back against your chest, and I sigh with the pleasure of our touching skin. Your arms come around my shoulders, and you press a sweet kiss to my shoulder. The cove is ours and ours alone. It's rocky arms surround us, protecting us from the outside world. We have come here so many times to watch the sunset, to make love along the white beach. We have even spent the night, wrapped in each other's warmth and arms. I know that we will once again make love as the day surrenders to the night. Your fingers are whisper soft against my skin as you untie the top of my bathing suit. The soft fabric falls away from my body, revealing my breasts to the ocean's gaze. Your hands splayed wide across my back, you slowly massage your way around to the front of my torso. Teasingly, you allow your hands to drift around my breasts, refusing to cup their straining fullness. I moan my need to you, pressing myself into your palms. At last, you take my breasts into your warm hands, They overflow your fingers, and you gently brush the very tips of my nipples. The already hard nubs tighten painfully, and I can feel myself growing wet. I lie writhing in your arms, against your hard chest, as you lazily caress my flesh. Your fingers blaze a trail down my stomach and disappear beneath the band of my bikini bottom. They plunge down to the hidden valley between my legs. I can feel them playing staccato against my sensitive lips, teasing, torturing. Your lips graze along the column of my throat as you part the slick, shaved folds and demand entrance. My head falls back over your shoulder, allowing you to watch as you plunder between my thighs. My body begins to undulate as you work your magic on my pliant body. Like a skilled musician, you play my body like an instrument. Every movement, every caress, every delicious press upon my buttons creates a riot of sensations that make my body hum. Suddenly your hand is gone, and my fingers are replacing yours. Grasping my wrist, you show me what I like, what I want, what I need. At your gentle urging, I explore my innermost secrets, flicking, rubbing, damping my fingers with my own honey. You guide me up to that little pearl nestled between my rosy lips and show me how to manipulate that little nubbin of pleasure. Flick. I shudder. The sun is no comparison to the heat you are generating in me. The fire consumes me, and I shout out in sweet abandon. As I convulse within the throes of an exquisite orgasm, you lay me back against the blanket and stretch out beside me. I manage to open my eyes and glance at your smug expression. Smiling wickedly, I sit up and lean over you. "My turn." I slowly drag my hair across your skin, caressing your chest, the planes of your stomach. Deftly, I work the clasp of your trunks and kneel up, pulling your swimsuit down your legs and finally off your body. I sit back and drink in the sight of your glorious form being kissed by the encroaching twilight. Try as I might, I cannot keep my gaze from your iron length, thrusting up proudly from the juncture of your legs. I reach out and stroke you, running my fingertips along the velvet heat of you. You surge beautifully beneath my hand, and I gently close my fingers around your shaft. I slowly begin to stroke up and down along your hardness, and though I hadn't thought it possible, you grow even harder. I look at your face and see that your eyes are clenched shut in blissful agony. Without warning, I replace my hand with my mouth, enveloping your entire length with the heat of my tongue and lips. You jerk in response, sending you even farther inside. My tongue traces swirls along your skin, and you shudder. I close my lips around the tip and softly suckle, tasting the drops of moisture that escape. Licking the saltiness from my lips, I make my way down to the base of your erection. I gently lave your balls, drawing each one into my mouth and skirt the skin with the edge of my teeth. I can hear you start to gasp, and I grin. Once again, I take the full length of you past my lips. Ravenously, I feed upon you, sucking harder and harder, flicking my tongue along the sides. I know you are on the edge, and I ready myself for the salty explosion. But instead of losing yourself within the heat of my mouth, you pull away and jerk me up along your body. The fabric of my bikini brushes against your engorged member, and I can tell you are about to burst. You spread my legs on each side of you, pressing my fabric-covered mound against your erection. Swearing violently, you pull at the cloth, ripping it apart in your haste to take me. I laugh throatily at your loss of control. In the next instant I gasp as you grab my hips and thrust yourself heavily into me. The invasion is swift, and I feel stretched too wide, too taut. You pull back and slam back into me, eliciting a deep groan from my throat. Feverishly, you fuck me, each thrust harder, faster, and deeper. Your urgency fuels my fire, and I am soon riding you hard, meeting each thrust eagerly. You pull me forward and take one of my breasts into your mouth, suckling hard, biting without mercy. One hand fondles my other breast, and it's that last pinch that makes me come. The flames consume me and I feel you take one last thrust, as deep as you can. Then I feel myself being filled with your hot seed. I can feel you all the way to my womb, and I collapse onto your chest, replete. You hold me as the aftershocks course throughout our entwined bodies. It is then that I realize the waves are lapping at our legs. The cool water is like ice against our hot flesh. I know we should move, get out of the tide's way, but I can't make my limbs cooperate. I simply lie against your still heaving chest, and I know that within our private cove, we are safe. The waters may cover us, but we will never be swept away. Beach Lovers Sue and Coyote are walking hand and hand on the sandy beaches of L.A as the sun was starting to dip in the east. Sue leans over and whispers in a mischief tone his ear. "Do you want to sleep here tonight under the stars?" "Mmmm sounds good." He responds. He runs up to the Chevy s10 4X4 and grabs a blanket out of the back. He comes back and spreads the blanket out. Coyote sits down and gentle pulls sue down in front of him. He wraps his arms around her pulling her close to him. They sit there a while and watch the sun go down the rest of the way and the stars pop out one by one. You can smell the sea on the slight breeze that is blowing and Sue snuggles closer to coyote. Coyote runs his fingers down her arm in a caressing movement causing slight shiver in Sue. He asks her. "Are you cold sweetie?" "No being with you I don't feel the cold." She sighs laying her head back on his chest. He smile down at her his sweet smile she adores and she blushes a little knowing this smile well. Coyote hugs her tight for a min happy being with. Coyote feels himself becoming aroused at the thought of being alone on the beach with the woman he loves. Unknown to him she is feeling it to and caresses his leg on one side. Coyote moans softly in her ear and responds "Sue you know what that does to me. She replies in a husky tone "I know love." Coyote runs his fingers down her arm again interlacing his with squeezes it "Sue are you sure here." She responds in a soft passionate tone as she continues to move closer to his manhood "Yes dear." She then runs both hands up on the inside of his thighs. "Mmmmm baby yes." He moans deep and throaty. Sue reaches behind her and feels for his manhood he is rock hard already. She turns around and pulls down his shorts just enough to expose him to the cool night air. She then lowers herself down to taste him licking him in erotic circles. "Ohhh that feels so good." Coyote moans softly. She slides him all the way down and out again wrapping her tongue around him over and over. He shivers a little loving. Coyote loves the way she does oral on him. Sue continues to draw him into her mouth taking great care not to use any teeth the way he likes it. Sue starts to suck a little each time bringing coyote closer and closer too release. Coyote gentle grabs the back of her head as he releases into her mouth with a shudder. Sue swallows every ounce of his love juices until he shudders again. She licks softly on the tip afterwards and kisses him there. Coyote pulls her up to him and kisses her softly on the mouth, deepens his kiss. Sue can feel her passion setting fire from his kiss. Coyote slips his tongue into her mouth and caresses her tongue in such a way that causes her toes curl and, her breathe too quicken. She does her sweet moans that sound more like a purr which he loves so much. "Oh kitten you know I love when you do that." He says when he pulls back a little. Coyote lays back bringing sue down on top of him runs his hands down her back in erotic circles she moans from his caresses. He pulls up on her dress sliding his hands down to her buttock pulling her tight against him. She can feel his ready again and kisses him, and relaxes against him moving her hips tight against his. Coyote positions himself and penetrates her deep and quick. She cries out a little he deepens the kiss as he moves in and out of her. Sue is in near tears from the sheer ecstasy she feels every time they make love. Coyote fills every inch of her in ways she has never known but with him. He rolls her over without removing himself and continues his slow rhythmic motions. Tears of pleasure roll down Sues face as her emotions and passion heighten. She has not reached this intense of an orgasm before,and at that very momentin time she falls even deeper in love with Coyote. Sue doesn't know how she can ever live without him. Coyote Loves her just as much but has never been able to express it the way he wants to. He is saddened by this and tries to tell her in his love making. Coyote moves a little slower not wanting to reach his climax before Sue does and, is having a hard time holding back. Sue starts to tighten down and Coyote picks up the pace knowing now she is cumming. Sue is on the verge of fainting as she cums hard then she ever thought possible. Her shudders rack her body over and over again. Sue can feel Coyote releasing deep within her as he moans deeply. Coyote comes down on her gentle holding her close and tight against him kissing her softly on her lips her eyes. He whispers in her ear "I love you Sue." "Love you too my Coyote." Sue responds breathlessly. Coyote slides out of her gentle and rolls beside her pulls her to his shoulder. Sue snuggles down and falls fast asleep in his arms. Coyote stays awake for a few and says a small prayer thank you God for bringing her here to California. Beach Loving It was a huge bonfire out on the beach, Nadia and Drake were cuddling and kissing as their friends partied around them. The long time couple were giggling at their friends drunken antics, enjoying the end of the long summer, before college started up again. Nadia was petite, 5'4" with long straight brown hair that hung almost to her waist, her hazel eyes were full of mischief as she nibbled on her boyfriend's earlobe. He tried to cop a quick feel up her shirt, but got his hand slapped for his troubles. "People might be watching!" she whispered into her ear. Turning his head of black hair towards her, he nuzzled her neck with his lips, "Then let's go somewhere where they can't." Giggling a little, the couple grabbed a blanket and some towels from a pile and ran off down the beach - it looked as though there were a few other couples here and there that had the same general idea. Finding a little nook that was pretty much hidden in some brush and high grasses, Drake pulled his girlfriend in close, brown eyes glinting with excitement. He head to lean down to kiss her as he stood at a tall 5'11". Kissing her passionately, he ran his hands over the smooth skin of her back under her tank top. "Let's go swimming," he suggested, pulling back a little to look at her expression. It looked surprised. "I don't have a swimsuit." "I know." Grinning, he began pulling off his own clothes as she giggled. "You're crazy." she said as he stripped completely naked and then grabbed her and pulled her close. Starting to pull her tank top over her head, he smiled and asked, "Join me, won't you?" she laughed at him and kissed him as he tried to work her shorts down her legs, finally helping him roll the tight fabric down the long length of her slender legs. Once he was down there, he also rolled down her pink thong, kissing her pussy just under the little landing strip of hair that she kept, making her giggle again. Grabbing her hand he started to pull her towards the water, "Hold on!" she said, and grabbed the towels with her free hand. They ran to the water, she dropped the towels a decent way away from where the waves were coming up so that they wouldn't get wet, and they both gasped as they plunged into the cold water. Brushing the wet brown hair from his eyes, Nadia told him, "You know, I've never been skinny dipping before." Drake grinned and kissed her before replying, "I've never been skinny dipping with someone as pretty as you." Under the water his fingers slid along her pussy, and she giggled and pulled away. Through the waves he chased her, his hands running over her slick flesh before she would manage to squirm out of his grip again and continue to run. Finally she led him out of the water, his dick was rock hard despite the coolness of the waters from sliding his hands over her body so often. They both grabbed towels as they ran up to their little nook, spreading the blanket out over the sand. Drying each other off, they kissed lips and body parts, tasting the salt of the ocean on each other's skin. Drake thought her pussy tasted wonderful, salty sweet and wet, his tongue swiped along its entire length making her gasp and her knees buckled. Falling to the blanket, they began kissing and rubbing against each other, the familiar dance of passion and love between them. Nibbling his earlobe, Nadia looked up at the starry sky. "I always wanted to make love on the beach," she said, "Just like the drink, you know, sex on the beach." "You're a dork," he told her, kissing her forehead, "But I still love you." "Oh come on," hands lightly pinching his nipples, making him moan and rub his dick along the inside of her thigh, "You can't tell me you never thought about having sex on the beach." "Mmmm... well I'm thinking about it now anyway, does that count?" his lips descended on one pert nipple, sucking it deep into his mouth as she shivered with pleasure. "You're about to do more than think about it," she ran her nails lightly down his back, making his entire body tense as the light touch sent tingles straight to his very hard dick. Drake kissed her passionately, using one hand to guide the head of his dick to her pussy hole, rubbing it along the length of her pussy first and getting it wet with her juices. As their tongues danced, his dick slowly began to push into her wet pussy, stretching it open to accept the hardness of his body. Her hips pushed up to swallow his entire length into her body, making both of them moan as he slid in to the hilt. He began kissing the salt away from her lips, neck, and shoulders as they moved together. Aggressively, she began biting at his shoulders and neck, and wiggled a little, until she suddenly rolled him over so that she was on top. It was one of her favorite moves, and he couldn't figure out how someone as small as she was managed to do that to someone so much bigger than her, but he never managed to stop her when she put her mind to it. Maybe it was just that he didn't really want to stop her. Shaking the long fall of her hair back, her breasts bounced prettily as she arranged herself to her satisfaction. Bending forward, she sucked on one of his nipples, and his back arched, thrusting his dick even deeper into the pussy above him. Moaning, she began lifting herself up and down on his body, grinding her clit down against his pubic bone every time she slammed home. Drake loved to watch her work her body against his, her eyes half-closed while her long hair swayed behind her, big breasts bouncing as she moved atop him. It was incredibly hot, and it always made him even hornier to watch her pleasure herself on his dick. Still, her bouncing breasts with their roseate nipples were always more temptation than he could bear; grabbing onto her moving hips, he pulled himself up so that his head was just at her breast level as she continued to bounce and grind on top of him. With his hands on her buttocks, he helped her lift and fall as his teeth closed gently around one of her hard nipples. Her head fell back as she moaned her pleasure, the pace of her movements picking up as she rode herself closer and closer to orgasm. Working his hand between her ass cheeks, he gathered some of the dripping juices from her pussy on his index finger, and as she bounced on top of him, he pushed the lubricated finger into her ass. It was a trick that never failed to work, as his finger pushed into her tight ass hole her body convulsed and clenched both her holes around him. "OH FUCK DRAKE!! FUCK ME!! I'M CUMMING YOU DIRTY BASTARD!! OH FUCK ME!! FUCK I'M CUMMING AND IT'S SO FUCKING GOOD!!" Drake was much quieter when he came, just moaning a little with his jaw clenched as he pushed his hips up hard against her heaving body, he loved how dirty her mouth became when she was creaming herself. Pumping cum into her spasming pussy, he wrapped his free arm around her to pull her down and even closer to him as his dick spurted in her tight wetness. Nadia had finished cumming and was now grinding her body down against his as she drew his orgasm out longer with her manipulations of his dick inside her, massaging it with her pussy muscles. Finally he fell back, completely spent, and she lowered herself down on top of him with a smile on her face. Propping herself up on her elbows on either side of his head, she smiled down at him. With one hand, he reached up and pushed the damp hair off her forehead, "I don't know how you do that to me, but it's fucking amazing." "I know." she said smugly, kissing him on the mouth. Looking around at their surroundings, she observed, "You know, I'm really glad we grabbed the blanket, when I used to fantasize about sex on the beach I never really thought about the reality of sand. This is much better." Drake put his hands behind her neck and pulled her down for another kiss. Beach Loving "Hey honey wake up. Do you still want to go.", I asked. "Huh," she said in that cute quizzical way. I could hear the sleep thick in her as she stretched and pulled the moist warm salt air into her lungs from this island. Her breasts were peaking out from the same tangle of covers which I saw her legs leading up to. "That's right I had forgotten yes I still want to do this." She pulled the covers back and stepped nude from the bed. I adore watching her dress and as she pulled her cut off's on they covered her perfect ass and beautiful bushy dark fur. The 'Save The Sea Turtles' t-shirt I bought her for Christmas was next. Pulled over her orange sized breasts and yogic tummy. We left the condo hand in hand through the glinting of stars and a low predawn moon guiding us painting everything in a sweet silver light. In the darkness the birds were sleeping and hadn't started their morning routine. This small island community still sleeps, but for a few brave souls who love the quiet of an early morning realm. I can feel my sandal pick up small stones from the road as my skin gets goose flesh. Whether its from the coolness of the air so near the ocean or excitement for what we are here to do I'm not sure. As we walk through the gate from the pavement onto the beach she say's "Oh I love the feeling of the sand between my toes," and we take our sandals off. The ocean has a constant rushing sound. I see it as a woman, because all life comes from her and only women can give life. That's not to say men don't have a part in it, but we don't grow the new life in our body's. The spirit of the ocean has a strong draw for me and always has. I can feel her pulling me from the deep plains of Iowa and Nebraska. I can feel her breath inside my body drawing me back to this great 'comfort soul' we call Ocean. The sun was starting to pinken along the curve of the planet right out on the edge of the horizon just above the waterline, but hadn't quite shown itself yet. My wife and I stare out to this pinkening sky holding hands. A semi-quiet moment but for the birds and the constant breathing from the water. I turn her and pull her toward me. Kissing and feeling her firm ass cheeks in both of my hands and her lips on mine I can feel her dark furry spot getting warm as the lump in my shorts pushes itself between her legs. She brushes her fingers through the hair on my chest and tells me that everything is perfect, and then pulls away jogging toward a spot we picked out yesterday which now beckons from the horizon line. We quickly match pace with each other. It's only a mile away among the ruins of a sea shack. You can watch the sun color the sky and see it's reflection in the water as it starts it's track across the firmament. It doesn't take long for us to get there. You can see the charred 2X4's pointing toward the sky. The houses and condos have all disappeared behind us. Now it's mostly sand dunes, waves, and shore birds up on this end of the island. We run through the sand soft on our feet toward the spot we had picked yesterday. Here on this beach we'll make love as the tide comes in and the sun climbs in the sky. Here she will mount on me as I hold her nude breasts and tongue in my mouth. In front of me I can watch her ass move every time her legs stride forward another step. I feel the pressure building in me, and I can't wait to feel her wetness. I can already smell her scent through her cloths which tells me that she must be enjoying this moment too. The pressure is building up and I've got to have her. I can't wait till we get to our spot, so I catch up grab her in the middle of her stride. Falling to the soft sand and taking a kiss from her. She relaxes and I can feel my hardened dick pressing on her stomach as she catches her breath. I don't need to explain her nails are already driving themselves down my muscled back scratching my skin. Drawing them down toward my waistband and the mystery she wants from between my legs. Getting the clothes back off always seems harder than putting them on, but we laugh through the tangle of shirts and shorts and eventually find ourselves nude my pecker in her hand. Guiding her back to the sand her legs spread and welcoming me in. I pull back enough for my dick to take it's place in the chain of life and with her legs now wrapped around my torso I enter her. "My wife" I said and she..."My husband" She gasped Our love only beginning as the sun rises and the surf breathes. "Oh harder harder" she spurs me on no doubt because she's as near as I and suddenly the feeling of getting caught is rising with the sun. Very soon people would come to walk their dogs or jog down the beach. I love the warm wet of her pussy. It takes me away and our scent is wafting up my nose. We're like animals she's growling and scratching my back as I'm grunting and fucking her for all I'm worth. I can feel the pressure building in my balls and know that my wife is also very near. We've never had the problem of not cumming so soon I feel her nails biting in even further which means she is almost there and my growling and grunting tells her the same. We let it all out all of it and become the animals we are. She's screaming my name here on this beach as I'm growling, biting and fucking till I fill her with jizz and her eye's roll in the back of her head. She fills the air with her coo's and cuddles of afterword and we are holding on to each other on this beach as the ocean comes in and the sun climbs even further in the sky. It's the perfect start to the day. "I'm thinking about bacon." I tell her as we pull our clothes back on. "No way! Never in a million years would I have thought you would be thinking of food after sex." She chides me because I'm always thinking of food afterword. "Ready?", and without even waiting she's clothed and running back toward our rental condo. On the run back I noticed my cum dripping down her leg as her perfect ass regains it's rhythm. Breakfast may have to wait. "On a beautiful Spring day like today we should be outside come on lets go." My wife has been stuck on her phone since we've gotten it, and I usually have to urge her to come anywhere lately. This day was different it was spring and lots of people were out. It seemed like a festival atmosphere and we were a part of it. She put her leather coat on and I put mine on and I drove the Harley to a nice natural area for a walk in the woods. There were a few people around but not that many. We started walking hand in hand listening to the birds singing for mates and flying all over. It was late morning and the sun was at about 10 O'Clock. Once we got down the path a bit further we stepped off the path and ran far into the wood. She went in front and as I watched her ass lift and run I got hot for her. I don't care how many years we've been married now I am still way turned on by her. I caught up and pinned her to a tree. My hands finding there way up her shirt to the skin I have explored a million times before. The skin I knew as well as I knew my own, and still found as enticing as the first night. I found her boobs and she found my hairy chest. I love how she starts by caressing and playing with my chest and finishes with scratching and growling. By now I'm pressing my hardened dick through our pants and into her crotch. Seeking the warm wetness of a place near enough to heaven for me. I had to have her. I didn't care where we were or who might see. I pulled her pants down and mine and stopped to look at her. She was standing there her shirt pulled up and her pants pulled down panting heavily her hairy pussy wet from wanting, and I looked the same. My pants pulled down and my dick pointing toward its home inside her. I can see the want in her eye's and I can no longer hold back. She step's out of her pants and turns around so I can see my wifes beautiful back side. She's bent over a fallen tree and I enter her from behind. "Hurry, up and fuck me I need you baby." I can't wait. I've been wanting this for years, and now it's here. We're fucking in public anyone could walk by. I enter her and hear her gasp. She is my everything, and I am her's. We were built for one another and here among the spirits of the forest, here among the tree's and the birds we ravage each other. Needing only to be one with the spring cacophony. Adding our grunts, growls, and purr's to forest. "Fuck me harder fuck me harder. I need you all the way in me." I can't handle this much longer and feel the build up as pump my dick into my wife. Faster and harder and we're calling out together clawing, biting, and cumming harder than we've ever come before. Then it's done we have our clothes back on and after some 'I love you's' we walk back out of the woods to finish our walk.