It was a hot summer day as Marianne strolled along the partially nude beach, her long blonde hair cascading down her back in loose waves. She had recently gotten a ponytail haircut, and the new style made her feel both playful and seductive. Her bikini top struggled to contain her ample cleavage, and her matching bottoms left little to the imagination.
As she wandered, she spotted a handsome stranger watching her from a distance. He was lying on a beach towel, his muscular physique on full display. His eyes were locked on her, and the hunger in his gaze sent a shiver down her spine.
Marianne decided to approach him, swaying her hips as she walked. He sat up as she approached, his eyes never leaving her body.
“Hello there,” she said, her voice husky and inviting. “Mind if I join you?”
Without waiting for an answer, she sat down on the sand next to him, crossing her legs and letting her bikini top fall open just enough to give him a glimpse of her bare breasts.
He swallowed hard, his eyes widening. “I-I’m sorry,” he stammered. “Do I know you from somewhere?”
Marianne laughed softly. “No, we haven’t met. I just couldn’t resist your… stare.”
She leaned in close, her lips brushing against his ear. “Would you like to get to know me better?”
He nodded, unable to speak.
Marianne took his hand and led him to a secluded spot behind a dune, where they could be alone. She pushed him down onto the sand and straddled him, her wet bikini bottoms grinding against his erection.
“I want you,” she whispered, her hands roaming over his chest.
He groaned, his fingers digging into her hips. “Take off your bikini,” he demanded.
Marianne hesitated for just a moment before standing up and slowly removing her bikini top and bottoms, revealing her naked body to him.
He reached up and cupped her breasts, his thumbs flicking over her nipples. Marianne moaned, arching her back.
“Fuck, you’re beautiful,” he murmured.
He sat up and took one of her nipples into his mouth, sucking hard. Marianne cried out, her hands gripping his shoulders.
“Yes, oh yes,” she gasped.
He moved his mouth to her other nipple, teasing it with his teeth. Marianne’s breathing grew ragged as he explored her body, his hands sliding down to her ass.
“I need you inside me,” she begged.
He lay back down on the sand and pulled Marianne on top of him. She positioned herself over his cock, slowly lowering herself down onto him.
“Oh, fuck,” he groaned as she began to ride him.
Marianne leaned forward, her hair brushing against his chest as she moved her hips in slow, teasing circles.
“You like that?” she asked, her voice low and sultry.
He nodded, unable to speak.
She began to move faster, her breasts bouncing as she rode him. He reached up and pinched her nipples, making her moan.
Suddenly, she leaned back, her hands bracing herself on his thighs. He thrust up into her, harder and faster.
“Yes, yes, yes,” Marianne chanted, her voice growing louder with each thrust.
She reached down and began to rub her clit, her fingers moving in time with his thrusts.
“I’m close,” she gasped.
He reached up and wrapped his hand around her ponytail, pulling her head back. He thrust into her harder, his balls slapping against her ass.
“Come for me,” he demanded.
Marianne cried out as she came, her pussy clenching around his cock. He continued to thrust into her, prolonging her orgasm.
Finally, he couldn’t hold back any longer. He groaned as he came, his cock twitching inside her.
Marianne collapsed on top of him, her body slick with sweat.
“That was amazing,” she whispered.
He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close, pressing a kiss to her forehead.
“Yes, it was,” he agreed.
They lay there for a while, enjoying the feel of each other’s bodies, before finally getting dressed and returning to the beach.
As they walked back to their towels, hand in hand, Marianne couldn’t help but smile.
It was going to be a hot summer, indeed.
