Not crowded today, some days you have mere inches between yourself and almost naked neighbor. That's how Linda met Paula, their toes kept bumping. Even now, thinking about that night made her blush redder then the bikini she is currently wearing. She wasn't ashamed of being with a woman, but what they did, she couldn't help smiling as she rolled over onto her back. That's a story for another time.
Linda sat up, looking at the ocean, watching the white foam from the breaking waves. Off to her right, she saw the cute guy that watched her, (with great interest) take off her tank top and shorts when she arrived.
He was watching the ocean too, till a cloud obscured the sun, instantly removing a million sparks of light off the water.
His legs are stretched out, tan, slick with sun tan lotion. He has a very well defined upper torso, also tan. He has a sense of humor too. Linda never saw a pair of trunks with a octopus on them before. It's arms running across the front.
She looks away as he looks at her, then shyly looks back at him. He's smiling, a very cocky, knowing smile. He motions with his eyes down to his trunks. Looking down, she sees one of the octopus arms going up and down, waving at her.
Realizing, blushing as red as a setting sun, she couldn't look away! His cock, hard, bulging in his trunks, was saying hello. It popped up and down, then moved, slid across his skin, slow, intoxicating to watch. It moved, lifting the fabric, slithering over, looking at her.
She was staring, open mouthed, her minds eye capturing the sight, playing it over as he got up and walked over to her.
Like a dream, he took her hand, they walked the beach to the boardwalk. He led her under the boards, the cool shadows hiding them from people on the beach and folks walking the boards. She dropped to her knees, never noticing how cool the sand felt. Her eyes were fixed on his cock, moving in slow motion, pulsating.
Her dark eyes are dazed, a lust film over them. Pulling down his trunks slow, its crown, purple, was it actually breathing?! Was it the constant motion? Pulling down more trunk, reveling its shaft, actually seeing the blood move through its veins. She stared in awe as her hands continued pulling his trunks down. His cock most certainly breathed, its skin pulling tight, showing veins up and down its tower of a shaft. The skin tightened on his balls, not two, but four, four big marble size balls moving in his sac.
In another world, Linda heard a guy say to his girlfriend, "hey babe, what do you think of this?" Linda had no thoughts, she came as her mouth sucked his first ball. It rolled over her tongue of its own accord. Sun tan lotion filled her her nose. She moved to the second ball, barely feeling his hands untying her bikini top. She came again, hearing a wave in her ears as he squeezed her breasts, pinching her nipples. Cum was running down her thighs. She looked up at him as she sucked his third ball, his eyes were bright, scarey looking, his panting a growl. His hands balled in her hair when she sucked the fourth ball. Her fingers touching the other three, still moving under her fingertips.
Hands guiding her head, pushing down, pulling back up, his cock a slow moving monster of a snake on her tongue. She came as he made her mouth fuck his cock, the smell of her sex mixing with the sun tan lotion.
Naked in the shadows, she came three more times, her pussy dancing on his mouth as she sucked his cock, now fucking her mouth.
Behind her, hot balls slapping her clit, the sound echoing under the wood. He pulls her up, sitting on his lap, his sandy hands rubbing her body, squeezing her tits. She came, his hand covered her mouth as his cock fucked her pussy, her muscles bearing down, squeezing, milking him.
A wave of cum splashes against her walls, hot sticky seed drenching her pussy, she hears it splash inside, feels it trailing down her thighs.
On her knees again, hands holding her head, balls dripping with his cum, hers, slam her chin. He fucks her mouth, his cock a hot wire in her mouth. He explodes, one second he turns blue steel hard in her mouth, next, he spews cum, filling her mouth, so much it escapes her tight lips, running down her chis, sticking to his slamming balls. He cums and cums and cums.
Laying back down, chin sore, mouth still tasting his cum, Linda thinks, A day at the beach.