4 comments/ 77013 views/ 5 favorites Private Beach By: Mightierthanthesword Author's Note: Hi, this is my first story, ever. Rather than get straight to the sex, I have always preferred a good build-up.. for me it makes the whole thing worthwhile. Hope you like it! ------------------------------------------- Chapter 1 - Discovery They had been friends for years. They lived a suburb apart, they had been on many glorious and memorable weekends away and enjoyed many fabulous dinner parties together. Close as they were with each other, none of them could ever have imagined that by summer's end, their close and loving friendship would bring them all the kind of sensual delight and sexual fulfilment they had each only dreamed. Joe and Annabel's beach house was just a few hours' drive from the city, yet a million miles from city life. Situated on a hill overlooking a beautiful bay, at the very end of a long windy lane it shared with several other properties, it was their prized possession and the best thing they had ever spent their hard-earned money on. It also had one unique and wonderful jewel that turned this perfectly gorgeous property into the most magical and special place for Annabel and Joe. Not long after they had bought the place, Joe had spent a good few hours clearing an overgrown area at the base of the garden when he noticed a narrow, yet distinct path leading away the other side of the thick brush he had by now almost cleared. Though tired and thirsty from his labours, his curiosity was stronger and he trod down the last of the weeds and stepped onto a large flat stone that led to several more. After a few meters the stones stopped and the path narrowed. The undergrowth had evidently been left to invade this forgotten walkway yet still there was just enough room to move forward. He figured the direction he was walking was roughly parallel to the edge of the bay and had walked about 40 meters when it turned abruptly right and downhill towards the water. The undergrowth thickened further and the last few steps were quite a struggle, but then suddenly he emerged onto the most idyllic little beach he could ever imagine. Not more than 40-50 meters end-to-end, it was pristine and in Joe's eyes, quite perfect. He strolled to the other end of the beach and realised that there was no other way into it other than this path. Since the path came off his property, it was, in effect, their own little private beach. A huge smile stretched across his face and a thrill puffed his chest as he took in this awesome scene. A sudden urge to leap into the clear calm waters of the bay had him soon pulling off all of his clothes and wading into the shallow waters. When he got to chest deep he looked around and all he could see were trees and bay. The angle of the shoreline there was such that even his property closest to the beach was hidden around the corner and out of sight. He lay back and floated on the water, basking in the hot sunshine, enjoying the sensual feeling of cooling waters on his hot skin. He loved to swim naked. It was such a turn-on for him as it was also for his beautiful wife. His cock swayed in the gentle lapping of the waters, causing him to swell slightly and in so doing heighten his sensitivity. His hand reached for his rapidly hardening cock and wrapped itself quickly around its girth. A few strokes and a playful fondle of his balls were enough to send him wading quickly back to the beach and up towards the path. He craved Annabel and had to show her their newfound treasure. Pausing to pull on his trousers, shirt and shoes, he raced back up the path and up to the house where he found Annabel, settled into her favourite seat on the front veranda. "Hello darling, how is the weeding going? Finished?" she asked over the top of her book. "Honey, you will not believe what I've found. Put the book down and come with me," he gasped through heavy breaths. "Quickly." "Oh must I? Agatha has just met her half-brother for the first time and I'm at a great place in my book." "Trust me, honey. You will love this. Come with me now, please!" Joe implored as he reached down and took the book from her hands. Ever so slightly cross at the disturbance, she nevertheless allowed herself to be led at a rather alarming pace to the back of the garden and then along the path Joe had just discovered. "Wow Joe, where does this go? What have you found?" ""You'll see darling. It's incredible." A few moments later they both burst onto the beach and Annabel saw for herself what Joe had been so excited about. "Look honey! Our own private beach! No other access and we're not even overlooked by any properties!" Joe said excitedly as he removed his clothes and ran straight into the water. "Are you sure babe? There's really only one way down here? What about boats on the bay?" "Well yes, there may be the occasional boat on the bay but you can't see this beach until you get almost to the end, see? And there's no entry or landing point there so not many will come this far down. It's perfect!" And with that, Annabel stripped and joined Joe in the water. They embraced and smiled to each other. What a find. How amazing that they had bought the place and been blessed with such a wonderful addition. Joe's hard-on returned and with just the slightest of movements he lifted Annabel's buoyant weight up and onto his waiting shaft. The head of his cock met her pussy lips and pressed upwards to dive into her private waters. Annabel wrapped her legs around Joe's body and in so doing spread her lips wide enough for Joe's glans to penetrate the first inch. Slowly, lovingly, adoringly, they rocked their bodies in the cooling waters and inch by wonderful inch, Joe's full length now reached the depths of Annabel's welcoming pussy. They held each other close and both drank deeply from the love they shared. A week or so later, they rose early and breakfasted together on the front veranda. Andy and Ness were due down that morning to join them for a few weeks' vacation and Joe and Annabel could hardly wait. Though perfectly happy with their own company, they adored Andy and had also grown quite fond of his girlfriend Ness. They had known Andy for perhaps 5 years, but in that time, Andy had won a place in their hearts. They shared similar outlooks on life, enjoyed the same fine things and had much in common. Ness was his girlfriend of perhaps 18mths and both Joe and Annabel though it had been going really well for them. Andy's solo arrival then, at 10am that warm summer morning, had been a surprise. "No Ness? What's happened?" asked a concerned Annabel. And over the next few hours before lunch, Andy sat with them and tearfully discussed the demise of their relationship. Joe and Annabel listened and comforted their dear friend. Over the next few days, they ate together, went on long walks around the neighbouring National Park and swam at the private beach. It was all very innocent, very relaxing and just what Andy had needed to help him over those painful first few days. Though inwardly he would be sad for some time to come about losing Ness, he had at least emerged from the deep hole he had been in and had begun to smile. A good sign thought Joe and Annabel that Andy was already over the worst. They had been used to Andy sleeping in a little later than them and this morning they had woken at around 7 as usual. They rose and opted for an early morning swim before breakfast. Knowing that Andy would not be up for an hour at least, they wandered down to their secluded beach for a swim. Joe took off his trunks and walked into the water. "Joe, don't. What if Andy comes down?" "He's asleep, Come on.. don't worry. He won't see us. Anyway, we're friends. He probably wouldn't even mind." And with that thought, Joe's mind strayed for the first time towards thoughts for his friend that he'd worked hard to suppress. Andy had a fabulous body and Joe marvelled at his athletic build. He worked out pretty regularly and it showed. His muscles were not over-developed like a body-builder, but really toned and in proportion. Joe's bisexual nature had lain dormant for years but Andy's tanned and masculine body had awakened these latent urges. Now, with the thought of this in his head and the water running all over his naked form, Joe's cock sprang to life beneath the early morning skies. By this time, Annabel had joined him and they frolicked a little before swimming several laps of the beach. Andy was surprised at how early he had awoken that morning. At just a little after 7, he rose and pulled on his swimmers, confident that Joe and Annabel would be already down at the beach for their customary swim. As he reached the end of the track but still about 10 meters from the beach, he could hear talking and laughing from his friends and was suddenly over-whelmed by their love for each other and the strength of their relationship, a total contrast to his broken one. He paused in his tracks and listened to their cooing and happy dialogue for a few minutes, almost not wanting to interrupt their private moment. For a moment he half-turned and thought about returning to the beach house to leave the loving couple to their swim, when suddenly they went quiet. He wondered if they were both under water but no words were said for longer than a breath could last and his curiosity was peeked. He took the last few steps towards the end of the path, yet stayed hidden behind the last of the bushes. He didn't know quite what made him hide behind the bushes like that, but what he saw then made him glad he did. In the glint of the early morning Sun, Joe and Annabel lay naked on the beach, no more than 10 meters away from Andy. He held his breath as he took in the beautiful sight of their bodies. Andy had long appreciated Annabel's body and had long known that she had possibly the best legs and ass he had ever seen. Now, laying there flat on her tummy next to Joe, her wonderful curves and bronzed skin glistening from her swim, Andy could see quite how wonderful her rear really was. With such a pleasurable and forbidden sight engaging his senses, it took Andy a few moments to realise that Joe was on actually laying on his back, his cock slightly engorged and flat against his belly. Even from here Andy could clearly make out the shape and form of his penis and admired Joe's length. Andy had always suspected he had bisexual tendencies but had never before allowed them to surface. Now, as he gazed through the bushes at this highly erotic scene, he could not believe how turned on he was and how hard his cock had become so quickly. His hand went down into his shorts and straight to his balls, his hand churning them around and pressing his wrist against his raging length. He moved slightly to adjust his shorts and with one swift motion had them down around his knees. Confident he was well hidden from the pair save for the small hole through which he peaked, he let his hands caress his length and began a slow but firm stroke that he knew from so much experience would eventually bring him release. What happened next took him quite by surprise and froze him motionless. Annabel rolled onto her side and kissed Joe long and passionately on the lips. It lasted perhaps 10-20secs but this was long enough for Joe's cock to react to the moment and now it was at full attention and ever-so-slightly bouncing with the pressure of the blood coursing through his cock. Andy couldn't move. Even his hands were frozen as he barely breathed for fear of giving away his hiding place. "Please suck me, darling," Joe urged in a soft voice, yet just barely audible to Andy. "Oh Joe, I can't.. Andy could wake and come down at any time!" "He never wakes before 8 and it can't be much more than 7.15 now.. we have ages!! Please, I'm so horny for you I could burst. I want you so much darling." Though Annabel remained worried they might be caught, she had to admit that Andy never had been up that early and she too was horny as hell. She glanced at Joe's wonderful erection and realised immediately that she was going to give in.. she always found it hard to resist Joe's sexual advances but with his beautiful hard cock just a foot away from her face, it was impossible to resist her own needs and the wetness that now oozed from between her pussy lips. She had to have him here and now. In a moment her lips enveloped his tool and Joe gasped. His back arched and mouth fell open. From the angle of his torso, you'd swear that Annabel had just suctioned his stomach and his whole being was in danger of disappearing into her amazing mouth via his penis. Andy had perfect view of this marvellous fellatio and once more his hand began to move up and down his length. This time however, he wondered how long he might last with such an erotic scene to feast his eyes on. He rubbed his rock-hard cock and slowly, so as not to make a noise, he inched a little further forward and with his free hand, parted the bushes just a little more to give him a completely uninterrupted view of the amazing scene on the beach. On the beach the beautiful couple were clearly getting very worked up and had seemingly lost the self-control to whisper... or no longer cared. Either way, their words were now clearly audible and Joe was unleashing a torrent of sexual come-ons to the lovely Annabel as she bobbed slowly up and down his erect cock. "That's it darling, suck my hard cock. Stroke my shaft and bathe me with your tongue and fabulous mouth. Play with my balls. Ah, yes, ah, right there, that's it, ooooooooooooh..." And just as she was told, Annabel was giving Joe what looked like the most amazingly erotic and tender head-job Andy could imagine. How he wished that it was his cock being licked, sucked, caressed, stroked. How awesome Annabel was at sucking cock and how lucky Joe was to have a wife who knew just how to bring him such mind-blowing pleasure. Andy closed his eyes for just a moment and allowed his mind to picture his own body there on the beach, lying underneath the writhing couple and having both Joe and Annabel sharing his swollen glans in the most incredibly sexual French kiss he could imagine. It was precisely at this moment that Joe's head turned slightly to check the coast was still clear. "What was that by the path?" Joe wondered. There was a part of the bush shaking slightly and what seemed to be a hand holding back a branch. He stared at the spot and gradually he realised that he could make out a head through the gap. Andy's head. Instantly and quite involuntarily, his already rock-hard cock flexed in Annabel's hot mouth and she gave an appreciative groan. "Oh my God," he thought to himself.. "Andy's over there and can see everything!" He turned his head away and looked up at the morning sky. Though he wasn't quite sure what, if anything he should do with this discovery, he didn't want Andy to know he'd been spotted. So he allowed his wife to continue suctioning his dick and quickly reached the decision that he actually loved the whole situation. He smiled even more broadly. His hands reached down and ran tender fingers through Annabel's damp hair, ever-so-subtly conveying the message that she should continue for as long as she could. Annabel had always loved cock and adored sucking Joe's all the way to orgasm. It was no chore for her to stay there as long as it took and to swallow every single last drop of his gorgeous cum. With his eyes closed, one hand beating his cock towards orgasm, the other on the bush to maintain his view, Andy was now unaware that he had been found out. Andy's own orgasm was now building and he knew it wouldn't be long before he came. He opened his eyes again to drink in the scene and was glad he did. Awesome as his own fantasy involvement had been in his head, he realised that the real thing involving these two sexual beings was far more erotic. What he could not know is that Joe had spotted him spying on them and was right now imagining all sorts of horny scenarios involving the three of them. Joe's mind raced as he wondered how he could turn the situation to his advantage and make his fantasy a reality. He was sure that springing Andy's hiding place now was not the answer. It would be too awkward and if he got it wrong now, he might ruin any further chances later on. He had an idea. Joe thought he'd take the opportunity to prep the situation with both Annabel and Andy without either of them realising what he was up to. Maybe he could plant the seeds of a sexual tryst they all could share in. "Baby that's amazing, I'm so hard. I want to be in your pussy. Please sit on my cock and bury me in your warm juices." Though she had been quite content to take him all the way in her mouth, Annabel needed no further persuasion to jump on Joe's fucking gorgeous cock. Her pussy had been wet and wanton the whole while she had been slipping Joe's cock in and out of her mouth.. her cunt jealous of the contact with her mouth and yearning to be filled with his meat. She moved around and sat astride Joe's swollen cock and Joe braced himself for a wonderful impaling. But Annabel had other ideas. Her dripping pussy hovered just over Joe's desperate shaft and with the fingers of both hands she pulled her swollen labia wide apart to give Joe a glorious view of his quarry. Andy's cum was building. He knew it would not be long before his load arrived. His breathing was becoming heavy, his balls churning and cock hardening still further. He drank in the scene before him. Annabel's hands on her sopping wet pussy were spreading her lips so wide that Andy could see her gaping hole. "Oh God," he whispered under his breath as Annabel slid her pussy along Joe's length and back again, not allowing his cock to enter, but sliding her wetness back and forth along his aching cock. "God Annabel, I want to be in you, don't tease me. Please let me in, I beg you!" Joe urged loudly... actually rather too loudly in Annabel's mind. "Shh ,Joe , Andy might hear you!" Annabel scolded in a far softer voice, yet still loud enough for Andy to hear from the bushes. "I don't care if he hears us." Joe was probing now.. hoping that the sexual energy they were creating between them would loosen Annabel's tongue and perhaps he could get her to voice what Joe had always suspected... that her love for Andy went deeper than merely friendship. Joe had long suspected that her tenderness for Andy was not in fact completely innocent and that she had a secret desire for him. Of course she would never betray Joe, he knew that, but perhaps, if it wasn't seen as betrayal, if instead it was something Joe himself desired, then maybe, just maybe, it might happen between them all. "Put me in, please, baby, please!" Joe pleaded as loud as the last time. Once again Annabel hissed at him... "Joe not so loud... " "Then put my hot cock in your pussy and..." But before Joe could finish his sentence, Annabel lifted the purple head of Joe's cock and placed it at the opening of her eager vagina. In one gorgeous movement that once more sucked the air from Joe's lungs, Annabel drove down with her groin all the way to meet Joe's on the way up. The two lovers drew in breath and in unison gave out the most erotic of guttural groans that made Andy stop in his tracks. His orgasm could wait a little longer.. he really wanted to savour it and stay hard while these two wonderful friends of his made love. His hand reluctantly loosened its grip and reached lower to his balls, pulling down on them so as to ward off the tightness that might take him over the edge. "God, Annabel. That feels so amazing. I love being in your pussy," said Joe from behind the broadest of Cheshire Cat grins. "Mmm, I know Darling. I love you being inside me. And you're so especially hard right now, it's amazing. What's going on inside that dirty mind of yours I love so much?" asked Annabel. Private Beach Ch. 02 Author's note: Though this story may be enjoyed in isolation, it is unquestionably enhanced by the earlier chapters and characterisation. If you have already read those, welcome back... I hope you enjoy this next instalment. ------------------------------- Joe was in heaven. As Annabel's teasing water dance continued its wonderful choreography, every part of his being seemed under the most wonderful assault. Each of his senses was being overloaded with erotic energy. His skin was alive with the sensation of cooling waters lapping between their embracing bodies, sloshing upwards and over their chests each time Annabel rose a little in her rhythmic motion. The swaying of his balls in the gentle currents of the bay was an incredibly horny feeling. Annabel's slippery body, lovingly wrapped around him, buoyant and suspended easily by Joe's strong arms, drove him crazy at every point they were in contact with each other... especially his dick. His dick could not be any harder. Their kiss endured and neither one seemed able or willing to pull away first... their tongues entwined and danced together in a sensual and loving battle that echoed the movement of their hips. Joe's hands kneaded Annabel's firm buttocks and inch by inch he slipped the ends of his fingers under the material of Annabel's bikini bottoms. She made no attempt to halt his progress and Joe thought he even detected a wriggle to assist him in his boldness. He opened his eyes to look into hers and seek the permission to continue but Annabel's remained closed, as they had been the entire duration of their kiss. Joe took this as tacit consent to continue and carefully he transferred most of Annabel's weight to his left hand, leaving his right to edge further towards its heavenly goal. Andy's face was a picture, one that spoke a thousand words. He had the same genuine, warm smile he had worn since Joe and Annabel had first embraced, but it was so much more than just a smile: over-riding all else, there was the love he had for his wonderful friends; there, too, were signs of amazement and wonder at the scene being played out before him; there were glimpses of wanton lust pulling at the edges of his grin, causing his mouth to gape wider, his eyes to stare just a little harder; and just a hint of awkwardness, not really knowing what, if anything, he should do now. He was conscious that the show was as much for his benefit as their own. Though one part of him wondered if he should turn away and slope off back to the beach, a far larger part of Andy, the side that was fuelled by several bottles of wine they had all shared at lunch, demanded he stay right there and enjoy the erotic scene being played out not two meters from him. Though not strictly a part of the sexy couple's tactile manoeuvres, Andy instinctively knew that in their minds and in their touches, he was very much a part of the action. Annabel's pulse was racing with the thrill and the naughtiness of their act. Though her eyes remained tightly closed, her bird's eye view endured in her mind and from where she was, Andy loomed large and close. In her mind's eye, she saw could clearly see the sheen of water covering every inch of his muscular frame. She felt the muscles in her pussy flex as she imagined the hard-on lurking just below the surface. Her juices flowed as she envisioned the slick, purple head of his cock slipping between her moist lips, probing ever so slowly, deeper and deeper into her. Had Joe been aware that his fingers were being mentally substituted by Andy's cock, he would not have cared. In fact, he would have loved it. He pushed a second finger inside her glorious hole and groaned as it slid easily between her fleshy lips. Lifting her a little higher into the water, he could now bury both fingers deeper inside Annabel's hungry pussy and as they hit the hilt of his palm, Annabel moaned loudly. All three of them were united by that moan, though if you were to ask each of them why, none could explain it. Perhaps it was a sign of Annabel's complete submission to the moment. For both of the boys, the last barrier to the next level had been lowered. Joe turned his head and looked at Andy for the first time since he'd embraced his wife. He was delighted to see that Andy was so obviously turned on and enjoying the moment. He smiled broadly and winked at him. Andy returned the gesture and nodded his head in approval. Joe saw that one arm was laying flat on the surface, the other under water and moving quite noticeably. Joe's cock, already harder than he could remember it being in quite some time, was now like rock at the thought of Andy stroking that beautiful penis Joe had seen swaying towards him a few minutes earlier. Joe yearned to see it, to touch it, to taste it and the hope that this could in fact be something that Andy might also want was electrifying. Joe wiggled his fingers, eliciting more moans from his wife and causing her to throw her head back. Joe carefully removed his fingers from her wet pussy and manoeuvred Annabel expertly over the head of his eager cock. Once more pulling the material aside to allow him free access, he also dipped the end of one finger between her folds to help guide his hungry cock into her. With the head probing and thrusting beside his guiding finger, it took just a brief moment to find the right spot and as he thrust upwards to bury his cock deep into her pussy, Annabel sat down further to meet him. With her legs and arms wrapped around Joe, his cock buried deep into her hot pussy, her head back and facing the sky, Annabel could not prevent a broad and sexy smile from spreading across her face. Sure she was still very much under the influence of the lunchtime wine, but not so much so that she was unaware of her actions. Oh no... she was wonderfully aware and the smile was evidence of her feelings of happiness right now. She loved Joe so much and knew that the strength of that bond they shared gave her the rock-solid confidence to share this moment with Andy. It was brazen, it was deliciously naughty, it was unbelievably horny and it was with two amazing men! "Andy, why don't you come over here and give me a hand with this gorgeous woman," Joe said in a low and deliberate manner as he gently rocked Annabel up and down his cock. Andy needed no further encouragement. Just three short paces through the water were enough to bring him up behind Annabel and close enough to smell the feint odour of the lavender shampoo she always used in her hair. Unsure of his next move, Andy brought both hands up to her shoulders and lightly ran his fingers across her glistening skin. Annabel was losing herself in the moment. She needed to open her eyes now to bring things back to the wonderful reality of what they were about to share. She looked right into Joe's eyes and brought her hand up to brush the hair from his face. It was a simple gesture, but one that said so much about their love for each other. Though neither of them needed to be concerned that their actions this afternoon could be misconstrued in any way, this one loving look and knowing smile between them served as an emotional launch pad from which they could freely jump into the ocean of sexual opportunity awaiting them. Still gazing into Joe's eyes, Annabel took that final leap and in a firm, yet inviting tone, she said, "Andy, please remove my bikini. I appear to be rather over-dressed." Suddenly Andy had a purpose, a clear invitation to be a part of this magical tryst between his wonderful friends. His hands slid down Annabel's back, strong fingers tracing a marvellously delicate trail towards the single knot that held the surplus garment in place. The two ends grasped firmly between his fingers, Andy gently pulled them apart and watched as the flimsy material loosened and began to release its grip on Annabel's beautiful breasts. Impatient with their progress, Annabel grabbed the bikini top and pulled it away, exposing her chest to the late afternoon sky... and of course, her two dotingly attentive, devastatingly erect lovers. "Oh God, Annabel, you are magnificent," Joe whispered as he surveyed her breasts from just a few inches away. His face betrayed a wanton lust and sexual intent that Annabel well knew. Joe's eyes travelled over every square inch of each gorgeous globe and drank in the view almost as if he were viewing them for the very first time. Annabel loved this about Joe. No matter how often they made love, Joe's warm and sensual eyes always had that 'first-time' look about them. It was so reassuring to her that he would never tire of her body. As he bent his head to kiss her chest, Annabel leaned back a little to give him the room he needed. As she did so, her head came to rest on Andy's right shoulder, his hands sliding underneath to support the middle of her back. Once again Annabel closed her eyes and gave in to the moment. Her smile endured and broadened ever so slightly, her lips parting ever so slightly more. She was now in the arms of both men and being penetrated by her husband. Joe's cock was buried just as far as it could be expected to go in this position and the rocking motion allowed just enough movement to provide the most exquisite sensations along the walls of her pussy. Joe's tongue now danced and teased around Annabel's hard nipples. Every now and again, Joe's mouth would envelope one and suck fervently, rolling it around with his tongue and nipping gently with his teeth. He knew just how Annabel loved this and how it always sent shivers of delight through her core and into her groin. His cock felt the sudden grip of her pussy as his nipple-sucking transmitted its hot messages through her body. Andy, too, felt the ripple effect of these erotic bulletins as Annabel vibrated with each one. Her little gasps each time were beautifully choreographed with her movements and served to heighten the sexual energy enveloping the three of them. Andy's face rested gently against Annabel's, his nose nuzzling her cheek and tickling the edge of her mouth. Andy's cock was throbbing and ached to be held. Watching Joe's awesome attention to Annabel's breasts was causing his balls to churn and he longed to get better acquainted with those hard nipples. As if Joe had read Andy's mind, he pulled away from Annabel's breasts and emitted a low moan as he did so. Still staring at her glistening bullets, he encouraged Andy to sample Annabel's delightful chest himself. "What do you think of those Andy? Don't you just want to eat them up? I think Annabel would love you to try them out," Joe urged. "It would be my absolute pleasure, Joe," said Andy as he slid his left hand slowly but surely around Annabel's back and alongside her breast. The briefest of pauses and then Andy's hand ran across Annabel's breast and cupped it firmly, her erect nipple pressing into his palm. Joe's rhythmic thrusting halted just momentarily as he took in the view of Andy's hand on his wife's breast. Joe's cock hardened another few degrees as he marvelled at the glorious experience of fucking his wife while she was being caressed by another man. Not just any man of course... Andy was their best friend, but still he was another man. Joe's grin was as much about this dynamic as it was about the sex itself. At last Annabel opened her eyes. She wanted to see Joe's face as he watched Andy's hand on her breast. She also badly needed to see Andy's hand on her breast, the first time since she had met Joe some 10 years ago that another man had been this intimate with her. Under any other circumstances, the mere thought of any sexual contact with another man would disgust her. But this was different. This was consensual and beautiful in every way. More than that though, it seemed right in her head and in her heart. The love they all had for each other made this moment so wonderfully easy. She briefly acknowledged to herself the lubricating effect of the wine on her moral guard, then chuckled silently as Joe's cock and Andy's hand made it clear that this was to be an exceptional day. As her eyes met Joe's the married couple shared a tender, knowing smile that said so much. "Darling, I don't think we're paying Andy nearly enough attention." "I agree, Annabel" said Joe as he continued to slide his cock into Annabel's nice, tight pussy. "Why don't you see if he's enjoying this as much as we are," he urged. Her pussy filled with Joe's rock-hard cock and her breasts being sexily caressed by another man's hand, Annabel dropped one arm into the water and reached behind her to where she hoped to find the answer they were looking for. As the back of her hand brushed against the head of Andy's erection, an electric pulse surged through the three of them. It began in Andy's loins as the sensation of that first touch ignited the fuse, then travelled through his body, through Annabel's and down into her pussy where she gripped and pulsed around Joe's cock. "Fuck," Joe exclaimed, "Whatever you just did Annabel, please do it again." "Oh darling," Annabel said to Joe, "I'm just getting started." With that, she brushed lightly against Andy's cock several more times, each with similar results, though with slightly less voltage. She teased him like this a while before turning her hand and wrapping her fingers around his pulsating penis. It was thick. Her hand couldn't wrap all the way around it. She liked that. Joe had a great cock and she loved it with all her heart. Andy's definitely felt thicker though and would stretch her wider. Annabel's hand gripped tightly around Andy's shaft and began a slow and deliberate stroking motion that exactly matched the one that Joe was creating with his own cock buried deep in Annabel's pussy. Perfectly in sync, the three of them rocked and moaned and whispered little phrases of encouragement to each other as the minutes flew by. Annabel moved her hand down to envelop Andy's balls. They were a good size and with his ball sac tightly coiled she mashed them firmly against his body. Andy seemed to like that. His hand renewed its caressing of her breasts and caught her nipple tightly between his thumb and forefinger. Annabel gasped and once more her pussy flexed involuntarily, with Joe's cock once again the lucky recipient. Joe suspected that this flex was down to the awesome effect Andy was having on Annabel, yet rather than feel jealous, it actually made him even hornier. Having earlier feasted on the sight of Andy's unaroused penis as he walked into the water, Joe was keen himself to get a look at the angry version. He suspected that Andy's cock would be majestic when hard and immediately decided to move the three of them to the beach so that he could get a better look himself. "I've had enough of the water. Let's move to the beach shall we?" suggested Joe. Both Andy and Annabel nodded and with some reluctance all three gently broke the sexy embrace that had been rocking their world. Feeling emboldened by the moment, Annabel reached for a hand from both men and led them from the water towards the towels on the beach. Joe was amazed and impressed at her taking the lead like this. His Annabel had never been a prude with sex yet it tended to be Joe who pushed their sexual boundaries. Here though, Annabel seemed to be relishing the experience and as she pulled her two naked and erect men to the beach to continue their play, it was as if this were the most natural thing in the World. As she neared the water's edge she let go of their hands and ran ahead, crossing the thin line of beach in no time. Throwing herself down on her back on the towels she giggled a little and stared straight up at the sky, arms and legs apart, not spreadeagled quite, just casually arranged and inviting. Andy dropped to his knees on her left and Joe on her right. She turned first to Joe and gave him yet another of those adoring and loving looks, then turned to Andy and gave her long-time friend the same warm smile and look of love. "I am just so lucky to have you two here with me like this. I feel honoured and very, very horny," she admitted in her wickedest little voice. Joe was first to respond. "You're kidding, babe. It's us who are the lucky ones. Look at how magnificent and beautiful you are. The water is shimmering on your tanned skin and everything about you is such a turn on. And it's pretty clear that Andy feels the same," Joe added. Now he looked straight at Andy's prone cock as it pointed directly at Annabel. Now hard, it was as amazing as Joe had suspected it might be. He quickly estimated it at around 6-7 inches, although given that Andy was kneeling down and bent at the waist, it could well be even larger. The purple head looked massive in its erect state and sat proudly atop his rigid shaft. He wanted to reach over and grasp it but something held him back. He needed to know that Andy wouldn't freak out. Playing with Annabel was one thing but what if Andy didn't have any bi tendencies? What if it killed the moment? He dare not risk that so opted to place his hands on Annabel's wet thighs instead. He broke his gaze of Andy's tool and glanced up at his face to try to gauge how he was feeling about this. Joe was hugely relieved to see that Andy was himself staring at Joe's erect prick. He appeared to have the same expression of longing that Joe felt he must be wearing himself. It was Annabel who broke his thought pattern though, as one hand grabbed Joe's cock and then her other hand wrapped around Andy's. Both boys instinctively closed their eyes, threw their heads back a little and moaned in clear appreciation of Annabel's bold move. She grinned broadly at the reaction to her double-cock grip and writhed a little on the warm towel as the sensation of having her hands filled with two cocks simultaneously ebbed through her being. Andy was silent but grinning broadly. Joe on the other hand was getting quite vocal and began to give instructions to Annabel as she stroked their raging hard-ons. In response to one of Joe's half-mumbled requests, Annabel leant on one elbow and licked Joe's glans. She licked it softly, around and around like it was a cherished lollipop, which of course it was to her. Unable to keep up the rhythm on Andy's cock at the same time, she stopped stroking it and reverted to a firm grip and release method. This was just fine by Andy. He was in no danger of losing interest as he watched his friends engage in the most private of sex acts between lovers. He had never before seen another man get blown in real life. Sure he'd seen it in porn movies but this was different. This was real, erotic, loving and extremely horny. Most of all though, it was here and now and he was a part of it. Andy watched as Annabel's mouth made an 'O' and finally encircled the head of Joe's dick. Joe's guttural groans said it all. Joe's hands instinctively went to Annabel's head and ever so gently urged her on, silently begging her to bury more of his cock in her hot mouth. Annabel knew only too well what those movements meant. You don't get to blow a man for 10 years without understanding exactly how he ticks and which buttons to press to drive him insane with pleasure. Her mouth, now fully stretched, moved closer to his body, driving the head of Joe's cock to the back of her throat. Pausing briefly to relax her throat muscles and prepare for the invasion, Annabel then forced her head forward one last time until her nose bushed against Joe's skin. "Agghh," Joe sort of snorted as his lungs quickly contracted, expelling the last of the air he had been holding as he had waited for this moment. He looked down at the place his cock should be and found only face... the beautiful, (even when contorted and stretched around his shaft), familiar, loving face of his darling Annabel. Seconds, minutes passed. Annabel finally came up for air and as Joe's glans emerged from its velvet massage, a trail of saliva like an elastic bond seemed to pull his cock back from whence it came and suddenly he was buried to the hilt once more. This time he looked at Andy and was pleased to see that Annabel's grip on Andy's cock had ensured he remained as hard. Joe watched as Andy pulled his dick gently away from her grip, eliciting a slight whimper of complaint from Annabel, who nevertheless continued her slobbery assault on her husband's cock. Private Beach Ch. 02 Andy slid down beside Annabel and kissed her softly. Beginning at her wrist, he bunny-hopped his lips up her arm and onto her shoulder. One bunny-hop later, his mouth enveloped Annabel's nipple. This time her whimper could in no way be mistaken for a complaint. The sudden, high-pitched note that started somewhere in her nose, now migrated south via her chest where it took on a guttural tone. Gorgeously vibrating her nipple in Andy's mouth, the sensation finally ended up between her legs where the end result of this travelling sexual-sonic boom was a shuddering that appeared to have struck a resonating chord that caused her legs to shake uncontrollably. Buoyed by this delicious response to his oral advances on Annabel's sensitive breasts, Andy renewed his soft nibbling and reached over to grab the other breast that lay against Joe's leg. As he did so, the back of his hand slid along Joe's thigh. It was quite innocuous as touches go and Annabel would have been completely oblivious to it. Not so the boys, however. The first touch of man on man in a sexual connotation is in many ways like losing your virginity all over again. Andy's senses were on edge. From the touches of bare skin on both bodies, the sensations of Annabel's nipple in his mouth, the sounds of the ardent blowjob just inches from his face and the last warm rays of the sun drying his naked body, Andy felt almost overwhelmed with lust. The pulsing of his cock seemed to get stronger and stronger. His rock hard dick lay throbbing on Annabel's wet thigh and once more her hand reached down to grasp him. She gripped and lightly stroked him away from her body, just firmly enough to cause Andy to groan into her nipple, yet not so vigorous as to take him anywhere near climax... she had other plans for that. Joe marvelled at the scene before him. His cock in Annabel's mouth, her nipples in Andy's mouth, Andy's cock in Annabel's hand... a lovely, erotic chain, yet one Joe knew could be bettered. He glanced at the setting sun and figured he would gamble once more and move the threesome into the house. It may break the mood, but he was relying on the fact that nobody had yet cum to ensure the passion would not only continue, but would rise and rise throughout the evening ahead. "I need another drink" said Joe, seeking the agreement of the others. Nobody seemed to have heard. Andy kept sucking on Annabel's tits and her mouth appeared glued to Joe's cock. The only sign that his words had indeed cut through was that Annabel's hand moved from Andy's cock and up to Joe's balls, where it took on a new sense of urgency as if to bring him to climax. "Darling, I think we should move to the house, recharge our glasses and adjourn to the bedroom where Andy and I will fuck you senseless." This time, probably rather relieved that her neck was getting a short reprieve from its purposeful suctioning, Annabel pulled away, glanced up at her husband and nodded in agreement. The three of them gathered their clothes and almost danced back up to the house. It was clear that nobody wished for the mood to be broken, so barely a word was spoken, lest it turn attention away from the erotic evening ahead. Chapter 4 -- Back at the house At the house, Joe ushered Andy and Annabel into the bedroom and promised to return in moments with their glasses replenished. In truth, Joe was dying to see what would happen as soon as he was away from the naked pair. He pulled the door ajar and then stood in the semi-darkness to see how things played out. Almost as one, Andy and Annabel draped themselves across the bed and melted into a passionate embrace. Two pairs of hands roamed freely across each other's body and neither hesitated at the gates of their sexuality. Inhibitions had long ago been abandoned at the beach. Here were two people who loved each other dearly as friends and were now exploring a road that neither of them could have thought possible before this day. It would have seemed an adulterous thought just a day or so earlier, yet here they were, with their sex in each other's hands, enjoying the fruits of a passionate naked romp. Annabel slid down the bed and Andy groaned in knowing anticipation of her motives. A broad smile broke across his face and his hands clenched the quilt as he waited for that first touch. Annabel's first lick was not where he had expected... or where he had desperately wanted it... but nevertheless, it's smooth trail up his inner thigh made Andy draw in and then hold his breath. He held it still as her hot, moist tongue seared a second trail up the other thigh, though this time it continued on to Andy's scrotum and began playing with his balls. Andy blew out hard and then sucked it back in as the tension in his balls grew. He loved having his balls tongued like this and this must have been pretty clear to Annabel as his member flexed hard against her face. It was pretty clear from Joe's hiding place too. Cock in hand, Joe stroked himself gently with one hand and churned his balls with the other. He marvelled at the magnificent sight of his wife and his best friend and smiled in the knowledge that he was so totally cool with it all. Joe had always suspected that he would be ok seeing another man with Annabel and had in fact fantasized about it on many an occasion. However, he always wondered if he could go through with it and found he could never imagine a stranger plundering her pussy. It was important to his fantasy that he saw the face of the other guy and try as he might, he could never quite visualise it. This invariably left him with the sense that it was never likely to happen, since he felt it would be even more unlikely it might ever happen with a friend. That was, until now of course. Joe hurried to the kitchen to grab a bottle of wine and three fresh glasses. Oblivious to Joe's observations, the lovers continued as if on their own journey. Andy glanced down at Annabel as she hungrily devoured the head of his cock. As she did so, she looked up to see Andy smiling back at her. She returned his smile with one from her eyes and then drove his cock right down her throat. Andy gasped and suddenly became vocal. "Fuck.... fuck... fuck" he gasped and threw his head back as if shot. He looked back down at the top of Annabel's head and then to the door as it swung open. Joe stood there transfixed... a silly grin across his face. Though Andy knew that Joe was more than happy with the sight that greeted him, still Andy's moral fibre found a way to surface for a split second. Under any other circumstances, Andy would have shied away from such a taboo situation as this. Yet here he was, buried to the hilt down the throat of his best friend's wife, with his best friend looking on. Then, just as quickly as it had appeared, it flowed rapidly away and Andy was left basking in the sexy theatre the three of them had created. It was Joe who spoke first. "Annabel, I think it's time you were fucked... and it seems as though Andy's in prime position." Without a moment's hesitation, Annabel positioned herself above Andy's groin and with the fingers of one hand, she spread her wet lips apart. As if to prove just how wet she was already, Annabel pushed Andy's cock flat against his belly with her labia, then slowly, ever so unbelievably slowly, she glided along his length. The feeling of her hot, wet pussy on his cock was exquisite. Andy stared almost in disbelief at the sensations of this semi-fuck. His cock screamed for more yet this feeling in itself was so incredible he wanted her to continue. "Stop teasing him Annabel! The poor guy's going to explode on his stomach if you don't stop that." Joe chided as he knelt on the bed behind Annabel. Joe's hands wrapped around her front and cupped her tits. "How gorgeous are these, Andy?" Joe asked, though mostly rhetorically. "Magnificent" replied Andy, lifting his gaze from his own cock to her tits, then quickly back again. He badly needed to be inside her now. Sensing this, Annabel lifted once more, but as she positioned herself and reached for Andy's cock another hand got there first. Andy's eyes widened and his shaft stiffened even further as Joe's hand wrapped around Andy's cock. It was electric. Had it been Annabel's hand, the moment would have blended almost seamlessly into the motion of placing him inside her wet cunt. Yet this was a new and powerful vision and a watershed moment in both men's lives. The glances at each other's naked body and slight brushes of skin at the beach earlier were as nothing. Life would so easily have carried on as before had nothing more happened. This, though, was a turning point for both and a step towards open recognition of their bisexual urges. Joe guided Andy's cock towards Annabel's wet hole and squeezed it a little as she approached. With one hand on Annabel's lowering arse, the other high up the shaft of his friend's cock, Joe moaned loudly at the scene that was unfolding before him. His cock flexed again and again as he savoured the sensation of another man's cock in his hand for the very first time. It felt firm, hot, sexy. It felt like his own cock, yet different. It was a little thicker and longer, but that wasn't the difference he was feeling. The difference was the incredibly horny sensation of holding a dick that was not his own. It was a powerful moment and Joe knew that this was just the beginning. He could sense his balls churning in excitement as he placed the head of Andy's cock between the moist lips of Annabel's aching pussy. Annabel lowered herself gently so that the tip of Andy's glans was nestled at the crest of her sex. "Oh God," Andy breathed as he felt the wet heat emanating from the love canal looming over his manhood. "Please... more... please... don't stop... I want to be inside you so badly, Annabel, it almost hurts." And with that, Annabel finally succumbed to her wanton lust. She lowered her body in a most excruciatingly slow motion until about half of Andy's cock had disappeared inside her. "Mmm," Annabel murmured as she savoured this first illicit trespass. Joe's cock was gorgeous and she loved it. This wasn't Joe's cock though... and she loved the way it spread her vagina just a little bit wider. The added pressure on her inner walls created a heightened sensitivity. Couple this with her naughty, ever-so-slightly guilty feelings and the resulting concoction was insanely good. Joe watched in awe as his wife's pussy glided further and further down his friend's cock, until finally, their groins met and became one. Annabel seemed to have caught her breath as the last of Andy's inches drove home. Glancing at Andy, the same look of suspended animation appeared to have gripped them both. Neither moved, nor did they dare breathe lest the moment were to be spoiled. Joe continued to massage his wife's breasts from behind, but now he had competition from Andy's roaming mitts. First one hand was eased away, then a second, so that now only Andy's hands wrestled with Annabel's globes. Deprived of a task, his hands now forcibly removed from their attentive massage, he felt a little lost. A tinge of jealousy crept in from somewhere deep inside and for a brief moment, Joe felt left out and somewhat redundant. Andy's cock. Andy's hands. These foreign body parts were now fully engaging his wife and she was loving it. Then, just as suddenly as it had emerged, then it was gone, replaced with another more dominant emotion... one that Joe was far more comfortable and familiar with... lust. At once, Joe placed his hands on Annabel's hips and with the gentlest of encouragement, she commenced a slow, yet deliberate piston motion. "Shit... shit..." was all that Andy could manage at this point as this delicious hot pussy rose and fell upon his dick. Up and down his rock hard cock went Annabel's soaking wet hole. Andy was pleased there was so much lubrication coming from Annabel's pussy because he had been worried that he might cum rather quickly. Two weeks without sex and his cock stuck inside his gorgeous married friend... with her husband looking on approvingly... well, Andy was glad for her wetness, that was certain. Then something happened that took it up a gear and made Andy less confident he could last. Joe's hand was on his balls. Annabel felt its presence under her arse and smiled. She looked at Andy, then over her shoulder at her husband and the two of them shared a passionate kiss that lasted several minutes. All this time, Joe kept up his gentle churning action on Andy's balls. Every now and again, As Annabel's pussy rose to the top of its elevation, Joe would quickly wrap his fingers around Andy's shaft, then allow the downward force of her movements to reposition his hand once more on Andy's balls. Now coated with Annabel's sex juices, the sensation of running Andy's balls through his fingers was intense. Joe needed more. He was really worked up and yearned for more. "Annabel, lean forward a little for me," he urged her as he shuffled around slightly. With his body now lying sideways on to the fornicating couple and Annabel's body leaning forward, there was enough room for Joe to get his head right up close to the action. No more than a few inches from the action, Joe marvelled at the sight of Andy's wonderful cock spreading the lips of his wife's pussy. Their rhythmic motion, mildly hypnotic and decidedly erotic, had Joe in a state of near sexual insanity. He was close, but not close enough. He wanted to touch, to taste. He inched closer until the tip of his extended tongue flicked across Andy's tightening ball sac. Each time Annabel rose, Joe inched himself closer. Now he could reach Andy's shaft and he eagerly bathed its glistening length with his urgent lips and tongue. "Oh fuuuuck," exhaled Andy as this new sensation threatened to push him over the edge. Annabel paused at the height of her motion and Andy stared down between their bodies. His glans still nestled at the head of Annabel's pussy, it was all Andy could do to hold back the floodgates of sperm building up as he watched Joe lapping at the base of his cock. There was no mistaking the smirk on Joe's face as he worked his mouth all around the steaming organs before him. The underside of Annabel's pussy, between there and her puckered anus came in for some serious attention too. Joe knew that his wife was not a hardcore anal fan, but liked to be teased and played with back there. Joe licked and fingered around her hole, pretending to probe, but pulling back before breaking the seal. These same fingers rejoined their efforts on Andy's balls and the base of his shaft. Two fingers gripped the very bottom of Andy's hot cock and applied a firm pressure. Joe figured that this increase in sensation would be too much for Andy to take and sure enough, Andy began to groan. The sound was faint at first, but quickly grew to a rumble as Andy felt the telltale signs of pending orgasm. Still a little voice in his head whispered for him to regain control and make it last longer. They had been fucking for quite a while now, but Andy didn't want it to stop. He ceased writhing in the hope that this would halt the advance, but he was not in full control of proceedings. Annabel and Joe had no intention of slowing their pace and with one last thrust of his body upwards, Andy went over the edge. He took one last look at Annabel's face, her beautiful eyes smiling back at him and seeming to will him onwards, then closed his eyes and gave in to the fantastic orgasm now fully wracking his body. His whole body jerked as wave after wave of cum shot deep into Annabel's cunt, filling her quickly. In a slow see-sawing motion, Annabel milked the last drops of Andy's semen and then paused to allow him a few moments recuperation. Strong hands lifted her bum a little higher and gently pushed her forward so that she her whole body was flat against Andy's heaving chest. As though a moth to a flame, Joe felt utterly drawn to his wife's cum-soaked pussy and the combined juices flowing freely down Andy's shaft and onto his tight ball sac. Once more Joe lapped at the cock and pussy before him, now sodden with sexual climax and the proof of journey's end. "Oh my God, this is so horny," Joe murmured between slurps. "Annabel, I just love drinking your juices!" "That's not just me you're drinking there, sweetheart," Annabel responded with a dreamy, naughty grin. "You're a sick puppy, Joe. What do you say, Andy? How sick is my dirty man?" "Very sick, extremely dirty... and I love it all," Andy managed behind a grin the size of Ecuador. "Are you ok down there my friend?" Andy couldn't actually see Joe's head behind Annabel's arse, but he could most certainly feel the sweet, sweet bathing of his tongue. No response from Joe, save for a feint groan as he continued his task in earnest. Inside his head though, a jumble of words and emotions jostled with each other as if desperately seeking meaning and clarity. All at once, Joe wanted to declare his love for both these wonderful people, his wife and his friend. He wanted to assert his desire to continue with this incredible ménage... not just tonight... but forever! He wanted to tell Annabel just how special she was and how incredibly proud of her he had been for allowing her usual barriers to be lowered enough to let this happen... no, not just let this happen... to be a willing and eager participant! He wanted to tell Andy how cool it had been to have him so intimately involved with them. Yet he opted instead for silence and let his tongue do the walking. There would be a time to discuss... but he sensed this was not it. This was amazing... and this was just the beginning. Private Beach "Promise you won't be cross with me?" "Of course not, silly. As long as it's me in your thoughts," said Annabel with only the faintest of frowns across her beautiful face. "Of course it's you darling. You're always the centre of my fantasies!" Joe said quite honestly, pausing for a moment, unsure of how to deliver the next line for optimal effect. Annabel rose and fell faster now, sliding Joe's cock in and out of her pussy at just the right angle to touch her g-spot. Her senses began their slow ebb downwards to the centre of her sex where they would concentrate their energies on the wonderful hardness that rubbed her towards climax. As Joe watched his beautiful wife bounce closer and closer to orgasm on his cock, he delivered the line that would probably determine the likelihood of his fantasy ever becoming a reality. Sensing that Annabel was just moments from cumming, he groaned and said to her, "In my head we are lying here on the beach having fabulous sex..." "Yes, yes, ooh, " Annabel panted, eager to hear his naughty fantasy. " .. but it's actually Andy that lies beneath you and it's his hard cock that's buried deep inside your wonderful pussy." "Oh fuuuuuuck... fuuuuuuck... ahhhhhhhhhh..." screamed Annabel with complete abandon, her naked body now shaking and rocking on Joe's hardness uncontrollably as a series of orgasms ripped through her. Joe reached for her nipples and played them through his fingers just as he knew she loved, prolonging and deepening the waves of pleasure that carried her to oblivion. Joe reached between them and rubbed her clitoris in slow movements with the tip of his thumb and watched as Annabel's head lolled backwards and her mouth gaped open. Her moans continued and now came regularly with each exhale... she was in sexual heaven and Joe beamed at the sight of his wife riding him with such a look of ecstasy. Andy stood frozen to the spot. His mouth too was open, but not for the same reason as Annabel's. He was in shock at Joe's fantasy confession. In shock because he had never in their years of friendship harboured thoughts of a sexual nature towards either of his great friends, yet here he was in the bushes, masturbating and watching them fuck and now apparently a part of Joe's sexual fantasies!! He was anxious to hear what Annabel would say after her orgasm subsided. He didn't have long to wait, and what he heard made him reach once more for his throbbing erection, gripping his length and stroking urgently in search of release. Joe was the first to speak. "So, you seemed to like my fantasy," "What makes you say that?" Annabel barely managed between heavy relaxing breaths. "Well, the fact that as soon as you heard me say I had imagined Andy's hard cock in your pussy, you came like a steam train," he smiled. "Well, yes, it was kind of horny," admitted Annabel, wriggling on Joe's still hard cock and savouring her cum lubricating their sex, causing her to grip his penis ever so slightly tighter. "Really? You really thought so? That's so hot! I love it! And your pussy seems to love it even more," Joe said excitedly. "My pussy loves only you Joe. Your fantasies are just that. Don't get any silly ideas now," Annabel admonished. "But wouldn't it be wonderful? I mean it. We're amazingly close the three of us as friends. He has a fantastic body and we both want to get into his pants, so why not?" "I do not want to 'get into his pants' thank you," huffed Annabel. "Aw babe, sorry, poor choice of words... but admit it, you do think he has a hot body." "Well.. yes, he does. An amazing body actually," she smirked. From his hiding place Andy could scarcely believe his ears. His friends were talking about him in ways he could never have imagined. Annabel just said she thought he had a hot body!! And he found it such a turn on! He wondered if this talk might lead to something real and that quickened his pace as he neared orgasm once more. His balls tightened and he knew that this time he would not and could not stop. As Annabel began to bob up and down on Joe's gorgeous cock once more, he was mesmerised by their entwined genitals. He looked at Joe's cock, Annabel's pussy, back and forwards between them and then just drank in the whole scene just one last glorious time before his orgasm ripped through his body. He came hard. His cock spurted long streams of cum all over the bush in front of him. He tried to be quiet and held his breath to avoid any telltale heavy breathing. But he couldn't disguise the sound of his come hitting the undergrowth. Joe hadn't dared to look again in case Andy caught him looking. Joe didn't want to let him know his cover was blown at this stage. He was listening intently for any indication that Andy was still there and sure enough, there it was. It was faint, and to Annabel, it would have sounded like a spatter of rain, but Joe felt certain this was in fact Andy's cum being spread all over the forest floor. He hardened still further in Annabel's pussy and closed his eyes as he pictured Andy's gorgeous cock. He imagined it rammed deep inside of his wonderful wife's pussy, then he imagined pulling it out of her dripping hole, sucking the juices from its rigid length and then stuffing its impressive girth back into Annabel. He imagined this over and over again and as Annabel reacted to the ardent thrusting of her lover. "Say you want Andy's cock inside you," Joe teased mid-orgasm, "Say it. Say you need his fuckpole inside your soaking wet gorgeous pussy, go on." "I.. want.. Andy's .. cock.. buried deep inside my pussy..." and with this, the two of them came together in a glorious wale of cries and moans. From the bushes, their dear friend took the opportunity of the rather loud noise of their combined pleasure to make his exit, certain the sounds of his steps would be muffled by the orgasmic moaning from the husband and wife on the beach. As he reached the house, he marvelled at this astonishing discovery that he was secretly desired by both Joe and Annabel and wondered if it would amount to anything other than their fantasies. As much as he knew, this was Joe and Annabel's private fantasy and would probably stay that way. He couldn't tell them that he had heard it all and seen it all from his hiding place so he guessed that this would be as far as it went. He did however hope that he would catch them on the beach again and vowed to wake early the following morning to see if he could catch them at it again. That day was a turning point for them all. The next day it rained, then the next day also, and it would be several days before the friends were to find themselves confronting the possibility of their fantasy becoming reality. And what a night that was. Chapter 2 -- The Embrace "God, when will this rain let up?!" Joe asked, to nobody in particular, but mainly to the rain itself. "It's been here for days!" "I know, serious cabin fever setting in," chimed in Andy. "What about a game of cards after lunch?" suggested Annabel. All thought this to be a great idea. Joe created a lovely chicken Caesar salad and the sat down with a sauvignon blanc and a lively conversation that took in, among other things: the housing market (Andy was looking for something); airfares to the US (Joe was off there soon on business); the pending football world cup (Andy was dying to go); Annabel's Aunt Mabel (dying, sadly); their gorgeous private beach (they hadn't been able to enjoy in days); and the depth of their friendship. Having sat down at midday for lunch, they were still sitting there nattering at the table at 3. The evidence of alcohol consumed lay all around them.. already 3 empty bottles of white and another freshly opened and being carefully poured by Joe. Joe was clearly the most drunk of them all and had downed probably one and a half bottles himself. Andy was feeling tipsy but the right side of drunk, while Annabel was somewhere between the two on sobriety levels. She knew it wouldn't take much more to tip her over the edge, but in this company she didn't care. If she'd been out or with a bigger group she would have maintained greater control. Andy was practically family and she was fine with letting go in front of him. "Well, I hope we've been able to help you over these first days since the split my friend," Joe said to Andy. "Oh God, sure, you guys have been so great. I can't believe how easy and comfortable I've been despite everything. Of course I'm sad things didn't work out between me and Ness. It will be a while before I get over her. She was special," his voice trailing away slightly at the end, eyes misting just a little. "Sorry," he blurted out, straightening up a little and feeling silly for getting emotional. Annabel reached for Andy's hand across the table. "Oh Andy, don't be silly. You know you can be yourself with us. Don't hide your feelings, let them out. It's all part of the healing process." Joe added, "I hope you know how much you mean to us. You are dear to both our hearts and we're here for you whenever you need us." "Thanks guys, really, thanks a lot. I feel the same. You guys are very special and I love you both very much." Her hand still firmly on Andy's, Annabel stood, stepped slowly around the end of the table and pulled Andy's hand upwards towards her, clearly suggesting he rise to meet her. "Give me a hug you gorgeous man. You'll find another woman soon enough and she'll be amazing and you'll fall in love and the pain you feel now will disappear," Annabel pulled Andy up from his chair to meet her and wrapped both arms around him tightly. It was a genuine, warm, affectionate display of how much she cared for Andy. Andy hugged her back just as tightly and relished the feelings of love and kindness that swam through their embrace. The moment was beautiful in every way. And as sometimes happens in these situations, their bodies both reacted to the warm embrace with an unplanned flush of desire. Suddenly Andy became acutely aware of Annabel's firm breasts pressed hard against his chest. The flimsy material of her blouse and his t-shirt allowed the full sensation of her soft, cushioned flesh to be felt on every inch of his body they touched. They felt exquisite. He didn't want to let go. He couldn't let go! Annabel, for her part, was lost in Andy's strong arms. His athletic build and muscular torso were magnificent. She'd always thought so. They'd hugged so many times over the years but she had never ever taken them for granted. Each time she had felt a tingle of excitement at the electricity that darted through her body whenever they had embraced. But this time was different. Oh yes, it was very different, she could sense it. She could sense it from her own body's reaction. Her nipples hard quickly hardened and she was certain Andy must be able to feel them through their thin clothes. Strangely though she didn't care and she wasn't sure why. What she was pretty sure of though was that Andy felt the same way. It had not been evident when they first embraced, but now, there was no mistaking the rapidly hardening cock now pushing hard against her groin. "God, he's so hard.." she thought and ever so slightly, almost imperceptibly, she found her hips pressing closer to Andy's body. She froze a second and suddenly asked herself what she thought she was doing. Andy was her friend, struggling to come to terms with the very recent demise of his relationship and relying on her and Joe for emotional support. How could she betray that trust with a sexual urge and vulgar thrust of her groin against his. She felt confused, even a little afraid. She glanced over at Joe. "Well at least he's enjoying it," she thought as he continued his broad grin that by now had taken on a slightly sexual edge it seemed to Annabel. Joe's face was indeed a picture. If ever there was an expression that said in equal parts, "Don't stop!" and "Oh my God!" and "How Beautiful!" and "Let me in!", then this was surely it. His Cheshire cat grin was almost comical and Annabel had to look away. At least though it confirmed for her that her embrace with Andy really had gone too far and she made to loosen her grip, wanting now to come back down to earth. Andy noticed her moves and matched it by stepping away, conscious that his hard-on was almost certainly visibly tenting his shorts. He kept his back to Joe and as their bodies parted, Andy looked into Annabel's face for some reassurance that things were ok. Her eyes were averted though and her expression seemed to Andy to say that she was embarrassed by what had happened between them, quite literally. Annabel spun around, grabbed the first plate from the table and darted to the kitchen. From beginning to end, the embrace had, in fact, lasted no more than about 20-30 seconds. To Andy, however, timer had stood still and he felt certain it had been much, much longer. "Shit," he thought, "I've really blown it. Idiot, how could I be so stupid!" and with that he backed away towards the sofa, his head and heart screaming so loudly he could barely stand. He felt dizzy, probably from the alcohol but in some way due to the situation. He was panicking that he'd blown the best friendship he'd ever had. Joe would be furious, he thought to himself. He had not made eye contact with Joe since the very first moment Annabel had stepped around the table, yet when he finally brought himself to glance over at Joe, he saw none of the anger or disappointment he expected. Rather, Joe's look seemed quite the opposite. He was actually smiling. Not only that, but he was getting up and coming over to where Andy sat on the sofa. He sat down so close to Andy that Andy felt a touch uncomfortable, especially after what had just passed between him and Joe's wife! "My wonderful, wonderful friend," Joe said quietly. "That was the most erotic and tender moment I have witnessed from my wife in quite some time." "Oh my God," Andy thought, afraid of what was to come. ".. and I loved every second of it," Joe added, with verve in his voice. What was that? Andy looked at Joe, who was staring him in the face from little more than a foot away. Joe's eyes seemed wired, alive, full of sexual energy. Joe put his hand on Andy's thigh and gave it no more than a friendly squeeze. "Relax, my friend. You seem concerned about what just happened. Please don't be. I am not mad at you or at Annabel. It was a very warm and sexually charged embrace. No harm was done. I enjoyed seeing you two hug. Please, relax." And with these words of reassurance from Joe, Andy did begin to relax as bade, but he still wanted to speak to Annabel, to apologise for taking things too far. Joe read Andy's mind, seemingly switched into his thoughts, at least for now. "And if you are worried about Annabel, don't be. She loves you dearly and although she may have been a little embarrassed at the end there, trust me, I know her well enough to say that she'll get over that very quickly. I'll go into the kitchen and check on her ok? But trust me, she's fine, or will be." And with that, he gave one last little squeeze of Andy's leg and headed to the kitchen. Slightly more relaxed, Andy stared out the window at the late afternoon sky and realised that at some stage during the past few minutes it had actually stopped raining and the sun's rays were beginning to creep through the clouds. It gave him a good feeling and helped him to relax a little further. He got up, went to the table, refilled his glass and sat back down where he had been, content to leave Joe and Annabel to themselves for a while. Inside the kitchen, all was well. If Joe even half expected to find a sheepish Annabel, he need not have worried. Whatever Annabel had felt that made her abruptly end her embrace with Andy and rush off to the kitchen, it seemed to have gone now. She smiled at him and held out her arms for a hug from her husband. Joe obliged and the long-term lovers enjoyed a lengthy embrace of their own. "Annabel, that was truly amazing to behold. I loved seeing you two in each others' arms and wish for so much more," Joe said in his most reassuring tone. "Ssh Joe," just hold me, I'm feeling a little drunk." And hold her he did, for several minutes. When they released each other, they smiled a knowing, loving, reassuring smile that said everything about the strength and depth of their marriage. It was the smile of two very happy and content people, both of whom realised that they may just be on the brink of a very exciting chapter in their lives... a sexual adventure they both had secretly desired in some way for years. No more need be said though... Joe didn't want to risk pushing too far and chose to let events unfold as they might. As he walked back into the living room, he immediately noticed the brightness of the sun's glory as it lit the room in such a contrast to how he'd left it moments before. Chapter 3 - Awakening "My God, the Sun! Haven't seen you in days," once more he aimed at the weather rather than at anybody in the rom. Andy could see that Joe was in good spirits, so the chat with Annabel must have gone well. He was in the clear. "Do you know you have a habit of speaking to the elements?" said Andy, now relaxed enough to have a joke with his friend. "Yes, I guess I do. Let's go out and enjoy the last of the day while we can," Joe said excitedly. "Annabel!" he yelled over his shoulder towards the kitchen, "I'm heading to the beach, come on, join me." And with that, he fairly raced out of the house, strode passed the windows and then took off across the garden in the direction off their little beach. "Has he gone already?" Annabel asked as she came through from the kitchen. Andy surveyed her face and there was no trace of the awkwardness he had seen after their embrace. "Yep, sprinted out of here pretty much," Andy confirmed. "Come on then. I'll grab my bikini and see you there in a sec." Andy went to his room, grabbed his own swimmers and headed for the beach. It was pretty warm and sticky. The walk wasn't long but by the time he reached the beach, he was really looking forward to a dip in the cooling waters. He reached the beach and stepped passed the last of the bushes and onto the sand, still wet of course form days of drenching. "How's the water Joe?" he asked as he began to remove his shirt and shorts. "Lovely, a bit too warm actually. Must be all that rain. Bit murky too." He couldn't really tell the difference from when last he saw it, but then he'd been much more engrossed in better things to watch last time he was here... Andy stood in his boxers and wrapped a towel around him so he could change into his shorts. "Don't worry about those," Joe called out from the water. "Eh?" said Andy a little confused. "The swimmers. Don't bother. I don't have any, I'm skinny dipping. It feels amazing, try it." "Oh.. umm.." Andy hesitated, unsure of his next move. He had to admit, he'd always loved skinny dipping too, although generally this had either been in a big group situation, late at night, pissed up in the pool of a friends place or alone with a girlfriend. This was a little different. It was daylight and it was just him and Joe. Of course the alcohol in his bloodstream helped sway his decision, but there was something else tipping the balance too. He'd seen Joe's naked body already, seen his cock, seen Annabel give him head and bounce her beautiful curves all over him. Andy had to admit that the idea of being naked in the water with Joe was pretty horny. "What the hell!" he thought. And at once he dropped the towel, then his boxers and was suddenly naked in front of his friend for the first time. Joe watched intently as Andy hooked his fingers under his boxers and slid them down to his ankles. Even from this distance away, perhaps 15-20 metres, Joe caught his breath as he gave a small gasp, not audible to Andy on the beach. He drank in Andy's beautiful form and especially his magnificent prick. It hung so majestically and swayed in time with Andy's steps as he made his way across the sand to the water's edge. As he got closer, Joe could not force his gaze away from his friend's unbelievable package. It was quite the most amazingly well proportioned cock he'd ever seen. And the balls that swung down behind this impressive member were not small either. Private Beach "That's the way!" Joe called out to his friend as Andy waded into the water. Andy didn't look at Joe as he approached the water and was careful to choose a path that took him some little way away from Joe so that by the time he too reached the chest-height depth Joe was at, there was some 4-5 meters between them, enough to maintain a conversation, yet not so close that he would feel uncomfortable. "You're right Joe, it's fantastic without swimmers isn't it. I've always loved it actually but haven't done it in ages. Sorry if I seemed to hesitate a little, was a little prudish but I'm over that now." With that, he turned and swam away from Joe, conscious that this would present his arse to the waterline and give Joe a great view of his rear. "My God, he's so gorgeous," Joe heard himself say under his breath, way too quietly for his swimming friend to hear. "Look at those buns, they're rock hard. As am I," he chuckled silently. Annabel reached the beach as Andy finished his return lap from the end of the beach. She saw both boys in the water and saw Andy coming to a halt several metres away from Joe who was now neck-deep. "Funny," she thought to herself," must be the alcohol. Swear I could see Andy's bum just before he stopped swimming." She dropped her towel on Joe's bundle of clothes and just as she stepped towards the water, she noticed the swimmers on the sand. "Whose are these?" "Um... mine," Andy admitted. "Come on Annabel, we're skinny dipping, " called out Joe in his most excited voice. "What? Both of you?" "Yes both of us. Now get yours off and join us," Joe encouraged. "No thanks, I think I'll pass on that one," and into the water she came, bikini and all. "Aw, shame babe. It's so lovely in here without them. Don't worry about Andy, come on, we're all good friends here." "Mmm, that may be so, but not right now ok?" Annabel asserted. Joe gave up and the three of them bounced around in the waters of the bay chatting just like they had around the table earlier. They laughed, they swam a little, chatted some more and gradually all three ended up in slightly shallower waters and much closer together now. When Joe was close enough to touch Annabel, he grabbed her to him and gave her a loving squeeze. He planted a kiss on her lips and was clearly looking for more. Annabel pecked him a few times but was clearly not intending much more with Andy there. "Joe, behave," she jokingly chided him. "What?" Joe smiled. "Can't a husband give his wife a kiss in front of a close friend?" and with that he redoubled his efforts. He lifted her in the water and sat her down atop his hard-on which prodded at the material of her bikini bottoms. From his profile view, Andy watched mesmerised as Joe lifted Annabel's beautiful lithe body from the water. It all seemed to be happening for Andy in slow motion. He watched intently as Annabel's breasts broke the surface, the water cascaded across and down between her gorgeous mounds. They were the perfect shape and her bikini top did a magnificent job of presenting them too. Her nipples protruded through the flimsy material and made Andy swallow hard. They were quite simply awe-inspiring. "How could they stick out so far?" he wondered. " They must be like bullets!" He was fixated on them. Andy was a breast man for sure and nipples were the epitome. He had always had a fixation with them and here were nipples of the highest order, not a few metres away and belonging to his great fiend. Joe had her now, he was sure. When had she ever been able to resist once she felt his cock against her? She hadn't escaped his grasp with her initial efforts and in fact all she managed to do was grind the head of Joe's cock further into the material between her rapidly swelling labia. Now, she was losing the battle in every way. In truth, she was extremely horny from the embrace earlier with Andy. The alcohol was still very much pumping around her brain and pushing her in directions she fantasised about but was ordinarily too afraid to explore. She felt brazen, naughty, wild. She stopped struggling and gave in to her wonderful husband's intentions. Though her eyes were closed at this point, she had a perfect view of the scene in her head. It was a bird's eye view of the three of them in the water and as she burned the image into her brain, her body reacted. She wrapped her arms tightly around Joe's back, planted a long, slow, deep kiss on Joe's mouth and began to grind her pussy long the length of his cock. To be continued... Private Beachscapades (An erotic outdoor voyeuristic tease) * It began like every other Friday. I awoke early, kick started my day with a couple cups of strong coffee, browsed the regular internet sites, shaved, showered, dressed and wished my darling goodbye with her morning cup of tea. Suddenly, she wrapped her arms around my neck, and pulling me close whispered "Have a gooodd morning and I'll see to you this afternoon." Suggestively brushing my manhood as I stood. She closed her eyes and I wondered if I'd somehow disturbed her mid dream or if it were I who was dreaming. Intrigued, I drove the 45 minutes to work, pondering upon the brief encounter and what, if any, meaning lay beneath it. Around 8.00 I phoned her -- she gave no indication of anything special happening as we discussed the usual mundane and exchanged pleasantries, so I settled down, concentrating on the business at hand -- but in the back of my mind............ hope springs eternal! It was exactly 11.30 when the internet hotline rang and I noticed my darling had the webcam turned on. I answered with a cheery greeting and noticed there was no one in front of the webcam. "Are you alone?" was her curt greeting "Yes." I replied. "Then you might like to maximize your screen. I'm just trying on some clothes and wanted your opinion." As she sauntered into view I could see she was wearing a little bandeau top and a long sarong style skirt. Placing her leg upon the chair, the split in the sarong revealing a smooth shapely leg, then as she bent forward to adjust the camera she enquired, "Is this top too tight?" Now, just thinking of her pert breasts and nipples causes me instant genital disquiet, but thrusting her unencumbered (apart from the bandeau top) chest onto my computer screen resulted in such a blood rush -- instant erection! It was obvious that nothing was under her top as her glorious nipples strained proudly against the body-hugging top. My dumbfounded silence was obviously her queue as she giggled slightly, took a few steps back, turned away and said "I can't decide between the shorts or the skirt to wear with it." She then unwrapped the skirt, revealing just the string of her tiny black thong separating her delectable globes. By this stage I was busily undoing my fly in an effort to relieve the pressure on my now pulsating engorgement. As I watched, she wiggled provocatively as she pulled up the obviously tight fitting shorts and turned back to face the camera. Sashaying forward, she again bent to adjust the camera -- this time the focus was on her wicked camel toe as she pulled the shorts ever tighter. "What do you think?" By this time my free hand was busily taking care of my thoughts! "Oh!" she said in mocked disappointment "I was hoping for some reaction -- even get a little rise out of you." She then turned away and left the room. " I was thinking, its such a nice day -- why don't we go to that quiet little beach -- have a picnic -- and get a little sun on our bodies. O.K.? I'll meet you at the turn off -- hope you'll be up for it. Love you. Bye." Momentarily stunned, since my darling, although recently becoming more adventurous, had rarely taken the initiative in our little sexcapades -- but I was certainly not about to complain. I quickly shut down the computer and the office and jumped in the car heading for our rendezvous. All the way my thoughts ran wild which made driving with a semi-erection slightly uncomfortable, albeit pleasurable. After a ½ hours drive I arrived at the turn off to the secluded beach. My darling had already arrived and was waiting patiently in her car. Anxiously, I walked over to her. The sight that greeted me was a pure voyeuristic delight. My darling had her hair pulled back into a tight bun, she wore little make up apart from eyeliner and bright red lipstick -- accentuating her dark eyes and luscious lips. Around her neck hung a swarovski crystal, part of the nipple jewellery I had bought for her birthday. The silver chain ends of her necklace disappeared provocatively into the tiny dark blue triangular tops of her string bikini. Worn daringly low on her hips were the tiniest pair of tight gold coloured shorts with laced up sides through which I could just make out the blue string of her bikini. The shorts were so tight that the outline of her luscious vulva was clearly visible. "Hi!" She said as my gaze retraced the amazing sight before me. "Does this meet with your approval?" Thrusting her shoulders back and her chest forward she reached out the window, gently rubbed my raging erection and said, "Do you like my top?" At the same time she reached behind her with her free hand and unfastened the string holding the tiny triangles barely covering her nipples. "Isn't this jewellery great?" She said as the covering fell away revealing the ends of the chains secured to her nipples. "Lets hit the beach." And with that she fired up the car and headed off down the dirt track towards the beach. Left standing beside a busy highway where this amazing scenario had played out, sporting a rock hard erection, I must have been an almost comical sight. I quickly made my way back to the car and followed the trail of dust up the dirt track. My darling was waiting at the fork in the road where the track to the beach veered off from the track to the camping area. She turned along the beach track and I followed noting that she had not refastened the string around her neck and was happily driving with her 'top down'. -- Very sporting! We arrived at the beach parking area and found it deserted, meaning, I hoped, that we would have the beach all to ourselves. I pulled alongside my darling, locked my car and walked over to her. She was retying the string to her top and she told me to get the things from the boot. I found two large picnic baskets in the boot and dutifully picked them up just as she appeared beside me. The true beauty of her minimal attire now on full view, she greeted me with a little kiss on the cheek. "Now lets see if you've got everything." "Oh! You forgot these." She said, retrieving a pair of my shorts from the boot. "I brought these for you to wear." "They wouldn't fit in the baskets." Reaching down to caress my raging erection and slowly undoing the zipper containing it she said, "I think I know somewhere we can hang them." With that she unleashed me and gently draped the shorts over my exposure. "Now follow me -- and don't drop anything." Watching her walk in her healed sandals and crotch hugging micro-shorts, the only things I was in danger of dropping were the picnic baskets I held in each hand. After about a 50m walk we arrived at the golden sands of our secluded beach -- my darling paused -- and bending from the waist, removed her sandals. As she did so my shorts literally rose a few inches -- what an inviting sight! Glancing over her shoulder, a cheeky smile spread over her beautiful face as we both became aware of my predicament -- as I emerged from the cover of the coastal undergrowth onto the naked sand -- a picnic basket in either hand and a pair of shorts draped over my stiff and now aching cock. "You look a little awkward -- would you like to get more comfortable before we go any further? Just get changed if you like." I put the bags down and removed my shoes, socks, shirt and trousers. I was about to put the shorts on over my underwear when my darling interrupted, "No! Take it all off -- and put your clothes in the empty basket -- here." (No room for the shorts - huh!) "Now drape those shorts back over that peg and follow me!" My shy angel had taken control and was fulfilling my fantasy. I dutifully complied and followed my darling as she proudly pranced towards the northern end of the beach. What a sight for any casual onlooker -- an almost naked nymph, proudly strutting along the beach, followed by her naked man carrying a basket in each hand with cotton shorts draped over an engorged erection. Finding a small alcove-like depression in the sand, my darling turned to me -- again with a wry smile on her face. "This will do nicely -- spread out our towels and you can put your shorts on now." "You will find a nice cool drink for me in the basket and something to eat -- you can serve it now!" I quickly spread the towels, served her a cool drink and the prepared food and put on the light blue coloured shorts. Meanwhile she seductively removed her shorts revealing the third triangle of her bikini, which exposed the reason her luscious vulva was so prominent beneath her shorts. This tiny third triangle neatly covered her trimmed pubis with the bottom of the triangle just covering her clit, the attaching string then separating her nether lips causing them to protrude. As I wore no underwear my throbbing erection now obscenely tented my shorts while the vision before me caused copious quantities of pre cum to clearly stain my light coloured shorts. As we sat on our towels enjoying our picnic my darling, almost nonchalantly, stroked my cock through my shorts. "Isn't this wonderful, just you and I. There's only one thing wrong -- I want your shorts to match my dark blue bikini -- but I couldn't find any dark blue shorts -- but it looks like your fixing that. Lets see how much we can change the colour before we leave. O.K." "Now I'm going to lie down and I want you to put plenty of sunscreen on me -- especially the parts which aren't normally exposed." She then lay on her stomach while I applied the sunscreen, willingly paying particular attention to the places usually hidden from view. As I rubbed her heart shaped rear I felt her lifting off the towel, pressing into my hands as little moans escaped her lips. I traced the string between her cheeks and massaged her inner thighs and her breathing and moaning became louder. Suddenly she rolled over after quickly untying the strings holding the top of her bikini. She lay before me with only a tiny piece of material covering her pubis and nipple chains on her breasts. Removing the chains slowly, she looked into my eyes, "Time for your dessert." I began immediately to suck her left breast whilst teasing and pinching her right nipple, then alternating my attentions -- mouth, hands -- hands mouth, enveloping her with my carnal lust My darling's moans became more vigorous and her breathing more ragged. This stimulation soon elicited a mini-orgasm from my darling until she quietened, temporarily satisfied. I, however, was harder than ever -- this tease, almost painful -- but gratifyingly pleasurable. After a short rest, my darling sat up and informed me that she would apply the rest of the sunscreen herself and that I should go and find her some pretty sea shells -- making sure to maintain my erection and to display myself in profile for her. She loves to be able to see the effect she has proudly on display. Embarrassed, yet strangely aroused, by my predicament I began to search the nearby sand for shells glancing back to witness her applying the lotion to her beautiful body. She seemed to be paying particular attention to her breasts and then her inner thighs, which ensured that my state was unflagging. After applying the lotion she retied her top and waived me back. She lay on her back with her legs bent and slightly apart. "Sit here so I can feel you while the sun caresses my body." She closed her eyes and gently stroked my cock, eliciting even more pre-cum as my eyes feasted upon her beauty. This went on for some time and whenever I was about to lose my load she somehow, as if by instinct, would suddenly stop stroking -- saying dreamily, "Not yet -- my lover - maybe tonight!" My sweet, sweet darling -- teasing, denying -- fulfilling my fantasy - Satiating my voyeurism with her own exhibitionism. A dream in a deserted paradise. After what seemed like an interminable period of endless tease my darling sat up and said that we should go for a quick swim in the cool clear water before we left. We walked to the surf hand in hand, the coolness of the water making her nipples almost as hard and erect as the cock straining the wet patch in my shorts. We swam for a little in the clear waters of the Pacific Ocean all the while my darling was rubbing against me or just rubbing me -- purposely ensuring I remained rigid to parade back up the beach out of the water. As we left the surf, my darling reached inside my shorts and took a firm hold of my manhood, "Cum with me!" she commanded. As she headed up the beach with me literally in tow, the humiliation was almost too great -- I was on the verge of exploding. Suddenly she paused, spun me around to face the surf, ripped off my shorts and said, "Now the're the same colour." Stroking me from behind ever so slowly whilst I stood naked on the shore gazing out to sea, she said, "What do you want more than anything?" "TO CUM!" I cried. Moving round in front of me she placed her hand in the middle of my chest, pushed me to the sand then, standing over me, stripped naked apart from her nipple jewellery, turned to face the surf, and mounted me. As her sweet pussy engulfed me I could wait no longer and immediately exploded for what seemed an eternity. She continued to ride my aching erection until she too had a shuddering orgasm. A magnificent climax to a magnificent afternoon!