It was a sweltering summer afternoon when I first laid eyes on her. She was sprawled out on a bright red towel, soaking up the sun, her body glistening with sweat. Her lips were painted a deep shade of red, and her bikini was a daring back lipstick number that left little to the imagination.
I couldn’t take my eyes off of her as I made my way towards the pool. I knew I had to have her. I struck up a conversation, and before long, we were laughing and flirting like old friends.
As the sun began to set, I suggested we take a walk along the beach. She agreed, and we strolled hand in hand, the cool sand beneath our feet. I could feel the tension building between us, and I knew it was time to make my move.
I pulled her close and kissed her deeply, my tongue exploring her mouth as my hands roamed her body. She responded eagerly, her hands tugging at my swim trunks as she moaned with pleasure.
We made our way back to her towel, our bodies entwined as we shed our clothes. Her bikini bottoms were soaked through, and I could see the wetness glistening on her lips. I knelt between her legs and began to kiss her, my tongue teasing her clit as she writhed beneath me.
She tasted sweet and salty, and I couldn’t get enough. I slipped a finger inside her, feeling her walls tighten around me as I curled it upwards, searching for that spot that would drive her wild.
She cried out as I found it, her hips bucking off the towel as I continued to flick my tongue against her clit. I could feel her getting closer, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps as she begged me not to stop.
I slipped a second finger inside her, and she came apart, her orgasm ripping through her body as she screamed my name. I continued to lick and suck, drawing out every last tremor of her release.
When she had finally come down from her high, I moved up her body, my cock throbbing with need. I teased her entrance with the tip, savoring the feeling of her wetness against my skin.
She wrapped her legs around my waist, pulling me closer as she whispered in my ear. “Fuck me, please.”
I didn’t need any more encouragement. I thrust into her, burying myself to the hilt as she cried out in pleasure. I set a steady pace, my hips pistoning as I drove deeper and deeper.
She met me thrust for thrust, her nails digging into my back as she begged for more. I could feel myself getting closer, my balls tightening as I approached my release.
I reached between us, my fingers finding her clit once more. I rubbed circles around it, feeling her walls tighten around me as she came again, her orgasm triggering my own.
I filled her with my seed, our bodies trembling with pleasure as we came down from our high. We lay there, spent and satisfied, the sound of the waves crashing in the background as we caught our breath.
It was a moment I would never forget, a secret encounter that would stay with me forever.
