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At the Beach
Here's an original work I wrote for a long since gone beau.
Enjoy!
:)
The breeze from the ocean gave the night air a fresh salty scent. As we walk out
of the restaurant it rejuvenates us both from the stylish cigarette smoke that a
few still insist on breathing. We both breathe in deep, then cast an
anticipating glance at each other. An eager smile forms on our faces
simultaneously. "We'll come back for the car later," I remark as we head towards
the beach. The evening's events were unfolding perfectly.
You often told me how much you enjoy the beach, walking from your house on
evenings when you just need to relax. It is so convenient to have such a
recuperative place to use at your leisure. Sitting alone to collect your
thoughts in one of the lifeguard stations. I always thought the situation had
definite possibilities.
We both dressed light for the evening, something nice enough for the restaurant,
but sufficient for a stroll along the beach to one particularly secluded
lifeguard station. You had told me of one almost in the middle of Red Reef Park,
far enough from the public access areas to grant some privacy to an erotic
rendezvous.
Our walk along the beach, hand-in-hand starts calmly at first, but quickens as
we near the stand. "There it is," you point with your free hand. We can just
make it out in the starlight. There is just a sliver of a moon showing, but
only enough to cast its reflection on the sea. We both turn to each other and
almost dare a kiss. Instead I squeeze your hand, smile, and we both start a
dash for it.
You reach the lifeguard stand first, and scramble up the four rungs of the
ladder. I follow closely, admiring your tight pants grappling with your tush.
"Hmmmm, no panties," I briefly think to myself, "She's really been waiting for
this." We fall into the wide bench seat, well wide enough for two, as we catch
our breath. One fleeting moment later our eyes meet and we're into each other's
arms. A fiery kiss envelops the passion built up over dinner and the walk here.
The kiss grows into fondling, erotic caresses of each other. I stroke your more
than ample breasts through your blouse as you begin to unbutton my shirt, but
your impatience only allows the first two to survive. You rip the remaining
buttons from their holes along with the shirt from my back. Soft hands now
stroke my hairy chest, my tightened midriff, down to my groin.
Not to be left behind, I deftly unbutton your blouse and "click" unfasten the
sheer bra underneath. I've only fantasized of your breasts before, and they are
more beautiful than I imagined. They taste oh so sweet too as I begin to lick
the nipples into excited and hardened forms. They are nice and firm, stunning
and seductive. The sight of them arouses me immensely.
But, all of this is progressing way too fast. We know what turns us both on.
It's one of the main reasons we decided to meet to begin with. Ever since I
found you on the Adult BBS with your profile question "What turns you on the
most?", and the answer " ... being tied up ... ". I noticed when we first
climbed into the lifeguard stand that a buoy and some rope were under the bench.
It was nice soft cord too, not the usual nautical nylon crap. Soft enough not to
leave any nasty rope burns.
Quickly, I grab under the bench. Got it! With one of your hands held tight I
swiftly circle it a few times and tie one, two, three keen knots. You come to
your senses then, "What the...?" Too late! I already have the rope around one of
the roof supports pulling your arm to the corner. Once more around the support
and another knot secures it.
Sure you struggle a bit at first, just for effect. Something to maintain that
innocent girl pretense, but you don't struggle that much. I soon have your other
arm tied and then bound to the opposite post. You're fairly helpless now, but
not completely defenseless. You still have one article of clothing on - your
pants. Not for long, darling.
I wait for your naive struggling to calm down before I get closer. You're not
violent, but I want you to realize the predicament you're in before I proceed,
rather slowly I might add. The building of anticipation makes it that much more
enjoyable for both of us. Finally, you stop squirming. I come over beside you
and cuddle one of your tits, massaging the nipple between my thumb and
forefinger while I slip a hand into the front of your pants. I was right, no
panties. Your bush feels warm and damp as my fingers explore farther down. Hot.
Wet. Tight. Your pussy is a playground, and I have an all-night pass.
My hand retreats enough to unbutton your pants. I pause, then continue unzipping
them. I get up and stand before you, lifting your hips up enough to slip the
pants off. Your bare ass comes down gently on the warm bench as they drop off
from your ankles. I grab what's left of the rope and continue. You might as well
give up struggling at this point. I harness an ankle in a few loops, tie it
tight, and fasten it to another post, just far enough to keep you suspended but
loose enough so your firm ass can reach the bench. Last leg, lassoed, lashed,
and "Viola!", you are now spread-eagle in the lifeguard stand with a nice view
of the ocean. Examining you in this predicament, I sure hope no-one else had
personal reservations for this stand.
The night air is so refreshing. I just have to sit back and relax a bit.
"Honeeeee?", I hear from behind me, "what about meee?" You're right, of course.
How can I resist such a darling little temptress tied helpless and naked in the
moonlight.
I come over and sit on the floor between your legs, taking in the sight of your
pussy spread so wide. The hair is nice and trim, so I don't have to tussle with
much to get at your tasty pussy. You know how much I love to eat you. It just
that I take longer than you like to get around to it when you're the prisoner.
Caressing the soft skin of your calves relaxes us both at first, but builds the
tension again as I move up your legs. Once I'm at your knees I push them apart
farther. I wish I had some more rope to tie them back. Maybe I'll bring some
more next time. I continue massaging up, stroking the insides of your thighs.
The anticipation of touching your hot clit increases your breathing as I massage
your legs higher and higher, closer and closer until I'm an inch away from it.
But I'm not going to touch you there. Not yet. I stop and stand up.
The sight and smell, and the excitement have had their effect on me. I unbutton
my jeans, and pull them off revealing a nice thick cock for you to enjoy. Who
knows what plans I have in store for it, how I'm going to use it to get you
off. How you are going to get me off. I think we'll try the first thing that
pops up, Ok?
I lean down between your legs, aiming my prick for your pussy. I take it in hand
and direct it right for your box. I rub it a bit on your thigh again, watching
you squirm some more. Then, out of compassion, I start rubbing your clitoris
with the head. Up & down, left & right, never penetrating you. Just playing with
you, waiting for your response. I watch as you tilt your head back and let out a
low moan. So, I stop and get up. You almost got it, but I think it's still to
soon. Let the tension build up in that hot pussy a bit longer. Let's try
something else.
I get up and stand next to you. You gaze up at me with a look in your eyes
saying, "Uh oh." You turn towards me somewhat willingly as you're now face-to-
cock with me. Open your mouth and give me a gentle lick down the underside of my
cock. That's where I'm most sensitive. You know it. Lick me from the balls up to
the tip. Don't miss a spot. Then, take
he head in your mouth, running laps around the shaft with your tongue. Suck me
in deeper as I begin to stroke one of your breasts. Jerk me off with your mouth
as best you can. If you please me I might just let you loose early.
Your pace becomes faster and faster, speedy for your restrained position. I can
feel the tingle of my orgasm begin deep in my groin. It grows into a sensation
igniting along my shaft and tickling through my balls. Suddenly, you pull back
and stop. Ooooo, you're crafty! Even in your exposed position you are not
powerless. You've brought me to the brink, but left me there with no choice.
I quickly come around to your pussy and without hesitation, drive my cock
inside. Your body shudders in pleasure. Like a wind blowing a flame, I fan your
fire, pounding my meat deeper and deeper, just like you needed. You'd love to
wrap your arms and legs around me holding me in until you reach orgasm but the
ropes hold you back. So you squeeze your muscles as snug as possible, increasing
my lust for your tight pussy.
I try to hold off as long as possible wanting to build the final moment, but I
can't hold out forever. I again feel the tingle building in my cock and I start
thrusting wildly. I can feel your pussy begin to constrict around me as you
start climaxing with me. Your moans tell me we've reached it together, and I can
hold back no longer. The cum starts to dribble a little at first then
uncontrollably as spurts of white jism gush deep into you. Afterwards, I pull
back reeling from the intense pleasure you've just given me.
I sit back for a spell catching my breath. You're sitting there with a big smile
across your face. You got what you needed by tricking me into giving it to you.
Sneaky little girl!
As we gather ourselves, a gentle breeze blows across the beach. A feather blows
into the stand and lands in my open hand. It's a nice soft feather probably from
a small tern. You're still sitting there with your smile as an idea quickly
forms. My smile slowly grows.
I come and sit beside you as your look wearily into my eyes. Then, I hold up the
feather for you to see. You glance at it casually, thinking nothing much of it.
If you only knew.
I lean over and give you a passionate kiss for our just past orgasm and ask,
"ready for more?" You nod an eager YES. Sooooo, I take the feather and start
tracing your nipple with the tip. It is a harmless act to start with, but as you
begin to feel the light sensation, it slowly grows into an arousal. I wish I had
two feathers, one for both of your breasts. The nipple becomes rock hard, and I
lean over to suck on it while I switch the feather to your other breast. The
feather lightly strokes your breast in a circle around the flesh, closing in
smaller circles as I target in on the other nipple. As soon as it is hard, I
lick and suck it warmly. The feather works very nicely. I kiss you again,
perhaps in forgiveness for what I'm about to do.
I get up and then sit between your legs again, feather in hand. Touching you
with nothing but the feather, I commence to glazing your inner thighs with it.
Short soft strokes, up & down the skin. Again slowly closing in on your pussy. I
can't wait to dive in but I'll hold back as long as possible. I dare a quick
touch of your pussy. It lightly teases the hair between your legs and you twitch
from the sensation. I pause, then touch it again, and you quiver. Hmmm, this is
fun. Perhaps I can get even for that crafty trick of yours earlier.
I can see through your trimmed hair your clitoris beginning to stand out
again. A light brush of the feather produces a nice spasm from your body. I
touch it again .... and again ... and again ... until I'm batting your clit up
and down with the feather. It's barely enough to feel but you know it's there.
I unexpectedly add to the sensation by blowing my warm breath across your
pussy. That was all you needed now. You start to squirm in abandonment against
your bindings. The feather has driven you to the brink but wont get you off.
You need me to get you there. No little feather is going to do it. You try and
try to push your pussy closer to my face, hoping for some REAL contact. Forget
it. I know your game and I pull back completely, resorting to stroking your
thighs alone.
"Honeeee, please touch my clitoris! Please! Eat my pussy, lick it all you want!
Just help me get off PLEASE!!!!". I love it when my acts compel you to begging.
*Sigh*, and I am a merciful lover as you well know. I just like to see you
pleading for my touch.
I kiss the inner thigh as I always do before a meal. With the feather tossed
aside (for now), I kiss my way up to your pussy, pause, and then lightly lick
your clit. A moan of relief pours from you as I take the clit between my lips
and suck on it a bit. Holding it there, I tug at the flesh with my lips before
continuing on to lick the lips. The feather has gotten you sooo wet and tasty I
can't believe it. I'll have to save that little toy for later.
The taste of your pussy is like sweet jelly to me. I can't get enough of it. My
tongue works all around, up & down, and inside for more. Your moaning has become
more lustful, telling me your release may be soon. I focus my attention solely
to your clit and take it between my tongue and upper lip, holding it tightly
while my tongue is still inside of you. My hands are holding your pussy lips
spread wide so I have complete access within. I begin to twitch them a bit just
to add to your sensation. But your clit is where I'm concentrating. It is now
being bombarded with my tongue, rasping it across the sensitive tip, pulling on
it, tugging it from side to side. Your body shudders as I sense your orgasm
quickly building within your still bound body. A loud moan prepares me for the
gush of pleasure within you. I feel your pussy constrict again, this time around
my tongue. I love to get you off this way. But I'm not done yet.
All of this teasing with the feather and the intense cunnilingus have given me a
new raging hard-on, and it is just dying to cum out for seconds. I stand and
grab you by the waist with one hand, my cock in the other. I take aim and plunge
in to your still quivering pussy. "Aaahhhhng!" you moan in delight, as you were
so caught up in your orgasm you didn't see it coming. The timing was perfect to
swell you over into a completely new orgasmic sensation. "Keep it coming!" you
beg, as my thrusting begins. The juices flowing out of your pussy feel so warm
and slippery around my shaft. It won't be too long before I'm caught up with you
and cumming myself.
I lean forward and untie your hands in turn from the roof supports. You lean
forward into my arms holding me close as possible. You never want me to stop
this time. You squeeze me close and kiss me wildly, our tongues meshing
together. Your hands go down to my ass, squeezing my cheeks and pulling me
deeper into you. Each thrust is accented by your pulling me from behind as if to
split you apart. My balls begin to slap against your ass, smacking the flesh as
I again feel the tingling build as a prelude to orgasm. I hold you by your still
tied and outstretched legs as I make these final strokes count, until I can't
hold back any longer. My cock explodes within you, shooting my load of cum deep
within you again. I can still feel you cumming from before, and I try to prolong
mine with yours. At last my orgasm subsides and I slow my thrusts with yours
until we ease back, exhausted from the performance.
I lean over to each leg and untie you, your legs wrapping themselves around me
in gentle appreciation. A tender kiss seals the memory before we gather our
clothes to head back for the restaurant.
But out of the corner of my eye, I notice you bending down to casually pick up
the feather before you tuck it away.
I'd better keep an eye out for that feather ...
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