[M] The next to last story of the cum fetish trilogy

I woke up before her. I could hear the waves washing along the shore. The breeze brought in the welcome smell of wet sand and slightly fainter smell of salt.

Her head and arms were around my chest and her body trailing off at a 45 degree angle until her hers fell of the bed. Who knows what she was trying to do when sleep Findlay overtook her. The sun was up and low in the sky. Highlighting the soft and sinewy areas of her back and butt. Leaving others in shadow. Her breathing was slow and steady; her mind far from our room.

I slowly and successfully slid out under from her embrace. I called room service from the bathroom and briefly eyed the showered before remembering the ocean was on my doorstep. I didn’t want to miss the room delivery so I kept the swim shorter. The water was cold with a little chop. It was bracing, energizing, and perfect.

After rinsing of the salt I threw on a robe, woke her with a kiss, and asked her to meet me on the balcony in 15 minutes. The day was just started to heat up and the room service arrived just before she did-also in a robe. There was food. I imagine it was good. But…there was a bottles galore. Two bottles to make mimosas. And one bottle of cava for later. Or sooner.

We relaxed as the sun began to feel warm on our skin. It was mid-morning and we walked inside. The next few hours were really fun. But they are nothing worth writing about. We just laughed, cuddled, and had sex. But, it time spent getting closer did make the rest of the day that much hotter.

It was time to go to the beach. She wore a black string bikini that tied at the sides. It was small. But not tiny. And she looked so elegant in it. A sheer sarong and wide brimmed hat finished off her ensemble. In swim trunks, an old straw hat, and sunglasses, I might have been taken for her less refined cousin.

The sea was beautiful. There weren’t many secluded places. But we found one that was close enough. Suntan oil was in order. I straddled her and rubbed it in; and then, with a generous amount of lube but conspicuously ungentlemanly lack of foreplay, I pulled her suit to the side, resisted her damp and swelling pussy, and found myself fully inserted in her ass.

I’d wanted that ass since the night before. It was so cute, pink, and tight. I looked around. Only people a hundred yards away. And her ass was so tight. I could feel her pussy, her body, I felt like I was reaching something deep in her. And I decided this was not going to be a sneaky, beach fuck. After making sure she was ok I undid her top, grabbed her ass, and have her all I had. Eventually she got on all fours and I drove hotter, harder, faster. It was one of the hottest things I’ve experienced. She squirted con my balls and I unleashed into her. And then we collapsed into a heap. Literally collapsed. Panting. Then laughing. A quick nap. All still naked. It was pure decadence.

When we regained our senses we put our suits back on and held hands as we laid in the sun (ok I might have discretely washed my penis off in the ocean at some point too).

And yes, Habsburg holding led to her stroking me and stroking me to her sucking me off. And that image is still seared in my mind. But, the culmination of the beach day?

As the sun got lower the beach became even more desolate. We waded into the ocean until chest deep. I grabbed her butt as she wrapped her legs around me. Kissing and touching. More playfully at first. And then rougher. More determinedly until she grabbed my cock and slowly worked it in her. She slide up and down, writing, moaning, clutching my head and clawing at my back. I was loving it was also trying to not get pushed over by the occasionally larger way; I kind of felt a much appreciated dildo. That sounds bad, it was far from it. And I don’t know if it was the cold water, how she slid down my cock, the timing of her convulsions…I don’t know. But I came 1, 2, 3 hot ropes that hit her deep and filed her. She fejt it too. And it was a little bit of heaven.

I thought I’d finish this story today. But my thumbs are tired. And my mind is happy remembering the beach that day. Goodbye for now.

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