Author: Hephaestus Title: Take It Slow Part: @PART Keywords: (Mf) Summary: This story may NOT be published on sites other than ASSTR without the author's explicit permission; payment will be required for commercial use. WARNING: this story contains digital watermarks designed to aid detection of copyright violations. The best way so see and read all my stories is visit https://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Hephaestus/www. Comments appreciated; send all feedback to hephaestus@phreaker.net ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Take It Slow (Mf) (1% done) ---------------------------------------------------------------------- ***WARNING: this story is not yet finished, and ends very abruptly*** The cool night air swirled around them as he enjoyed her firm young tits pressed up against his chest. He enjoyed the taste of her skin as he kissed her neck and pressed her up against the hard wooden beams holding the pier above them. He felt her hands drift downward, grabbing his ass and letting him know that when she bumped up against him and introduced herself at the bar, less than an hour earlier, it hadn't been a mistake like she had claimed. Emboldened by his understanding of her intentions, he forced his thigh forwards between her legs, pining her against the unyielding pillar behind her as his mouth drifted downwards from her neck towards her chest. It wasn't really dark, even shortly before midnight, with all the lights from the homes and businesses near the beach, but the beach was still private enough for the few couples who wandered across the sand here and there. In fact, it might even have been crowded, if everyone wasn't so busy ignoring each other. She pushed lightly against he chest, but he could feel her hands were torn between pushing him away, pulling him closer, or just enjoying the feel of his body beneath his shirt. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- If you enjoyed this story, I'd love to hear what you favorite part was, or any other comments you may have. Writing these stories takes effort, and a minute or two of your time is all I ask for in return. Send comments to: hephaestus@phreaker.netslow