It was a hot summer day, and Marianne found herself lounging on a secluded beach. She was wearing a push-up bikini top that accentuated her ample assets, and a pair of skimpy bottoms. Her bronzed skin glistened with sunscreen, and she reveled in the feeling of the warm sand beneath her.
As she lay there, she noticed a handsome man approaching from the shoreline. He was tall, with broad shoulders and muscular arms. His eyes were fixed on her, and Marianne felt a thrill of excitement run through her.
“Hi,” he said, as he approached her. “I’m Jack. Mind if I join you?”
Marianne smiled coyly. “I was starting to get bored,” she replied. “Sure, you can join me.”
Jack settled down next to her, and they struck up a conversation. They talked about their jobs, their hobbies, and their dreams. As they spoke, Marianne felt herself growing more and more attracted to Jack. She couldn’t help but notice the way his muscles rippled as he moved, or the way his eyes sparkled in the sunlight.
After a while, they fell silent. Marianne looked up at Jack, and he looked back at her. Without a word, he leaned in and kissed her. It was a deep, passionate kiss, and Marianne felt herself melting into it.
As they kissed, Jack’s hands began to wander. He ran his fingers through Marianne’s hair, and down her back. She shivered with pleasure as he cupped her breast, his thumb brushing against her nipple.
Marianne let out a soft moan as Jack’s hand slipped inside her bikini top. He teased her nipple, rolling it between his fingers, before leaning down and taking it into his mouth. Marianne arched her back, her breath coming in short gasps.
Jack’s hand slipped lower, tracing a path down Marianne’s toned stomach. He hooked his fingers into the waistband of her bikini bottoms, and tugged them down.
Marianne lay back, her body bared to Jack’s gaze. He looked at her with hungry eyes, before lowering his head between her legs. He licked and sucked at her clit, his fingers sliding in and out of her wet pussy.
Marianne writhed with pleasure, her moans growing louder. She reached down and tangled her fingers in Jack’s hair, pulling him closer.
Jack moved up her body, his cock pressed against her. Marianne wrapped her legs around him, pulling him closer. He entered her slowly, his cock filling her up.
They moved together, their bodies slick with sweat. Jack’s thrusts grew harder, and Marianne urged him on. She cried out as she came, her orgasm ripping through her. Jack followed soon after, his cock pulsing inside her.
As they lay there, spent and satisfied, Marianne knew she had found something special in Jack. She didn’t know where their relationship would go, but she knew she wanted to find out.
