Fucking my Ex-Girl[F]riend at the Beach House While [M]y Family Gets Ready for a Day at the Beach

This is another true story about my ex-girlfriend, who I’m calling here Anya. Though we didn’t have the healthiest relationship, she taught me a lot about my own sexuality. As always, please comment, or send me a message or a chat if you want to talk further!

When my ex-girlfriend Anya got horny, there was very little that could stop her from stripping down and turning me on.

We were staying with my family at a rented cabin near the beach. It was one of those great little bungalows with sandy wooden floors and windows always open to allow in the salty air. In the mornings we’d make coffee and talk as a family, hearing the waves crash only a few blocks away. Then we’d all escape out to the beach for the day, and return sunburnt and exhausted to eat fresh fish and drink cold beers.

Perfect vacation.

Anya and I were having some trouble at this time. For whatever reason, she was just being *mean* to me whenever she had the chance. Little comments, teasing me, denigrating me. I didn’t know what was going on.

One morning after coffee and breakfast, everyone in my family escaped to their rooms to get ready for the beach. Anya and I did the same.

I asked Anya why she was being unkind towards me. I recalled some examples of things she’d said. I told her she’d hurt me.

Anya looked shocked! Tears came to her eyes. She apologized fully. We realized that she had felt uncomfortable being the only outsider in my family, and apparently had been trying to gain control by taking me down a peg.

I of course accepted her apology.

Now something you should know about Anya is that whenever she felt vulnerable, she got horny.

I want you to imagine our room for a moment. It’s tiny. A bed with blue sheets, a closet filled with suitcases, lacy white curtains blowing in the warm breeze, and a full-length mirror on the door. I guess people wanted to check out their own beach bodies.

Anya wiped away her tears, and told me to sit down on the bed. She wanted to make me feel better.

I knew what this meant.

Anya got on her hands and knees, her ass pointed towards the mirror. She arched her back so that I could really see the shape of her ass through her pajama shorts.

Anya pulled down my own pajama bottoms and took my cock in her mouth. I was pretty soft, but she started running her tongue up and down my shaft and all around my quickly swelling head. It was feeling very good.

I started to grow harder inside her mouth. She pulled away, leaving my cock covered in saliva. She stayed on the floor and licked her hand, getting it slick, then started stroking me. Soon I was rock hard. I could see myself in the mirror, sitting back, my cock in Anya’s hand. I’d never watched myself like this before, but the effect was electrifying. I felt myself getting swollen and bigger than ever before.

Anya noticed, too. “Holy shit,” she said, “you’re hard as a rock.”

Suddenly we heard footsteps and voices in the hall. This was a tiny little bungalow, and my family was moving from room to room, collecting towels and beach toys, packing up snacks. We could hear every footstep, every word.

Anya put a finger to her lips, then stood up and started stripping.

First she took off her pajama shorts. Anya had an amazing pussy. She shaved it almost bare, just a little patch of blond hair perched above. Her pussy lips were enormous, and she had a big clit that I just loved to tease with my tongue or fingers. I could see her pussy was flushed. There’s something about a girl in a t-shirt and no pants that’s just sexy. I loved seeing how Anya’s thin shirt clung to her large nipples, which were sticking straight out.

Anya threw off her shirt, and I did the same. She leaned down and whispered to me.

“I want you to watch us in the mirror.”

Anya turned around so her ass was in my face. She took my cock in her hands and guided it towards her wet, flushed pussy. Slowly, quietly, while footsteps rocked the creaky floorboards outside, she lowered herself onto my cock.

I watched in the mirror.

I saw my cock spread her pussy lips. I saw the pink head of my cock sink into her pussy, and slowly my hard shaft disappear. I could feel her warm, tight pussy pressing against my entire cock as she sunk down.

Anya leaned back and put her feet up on the bed. In the mirror I could see her whole body, her small but incredibly perky breasts with large areolas, her wet pussy spread around my cock. Her eyes were closed, but I got to see it all.

As quietly as she could, Anya started riding my cock. She rose and fell, gripping my shaft with her pussy, taking shallow breaths.

I reached around and started rubbing Anya’s clit as she rode me. I heard her breath quickening. Pussy juice covered my cock, my thighs, and her thighs. Her clit stood out from her pussy lips, and I rubbed my fingers over it, gently but with rapid movements.

Every once in a while the bed creaked, and we would freeze, just like that, her split open around my cock, my hand wet with her pussy juices, both of us flushed and ready to climax at any moment. Because we were being silent, we had to keep it slow, and I just felt my cum building and building and building.

Finally I couldn’t hold back any more.

I felt my balls tense, and I grabbed Anya’s hips and thrust once, hard, into her. I felt myself shooting load after load of cum deep into her pussy. I had to literally bite my lip to avoid groaning or crying out.

In the mirror, I could see my cock throbbing, my balls tensed, my hips thrusting against hers. I was buried deep in Anya’s pussy, and seeing her naked body, her tits and her hips and her long blond hair perched above me just kept me turned on and pumping more.

Finally we lay back.

I think I stayed hard in her for at least ten minutes more. We just lay there, listening to the rest of my family getting ready for the beach, until finally they shouted goodbye and walked out the front door.

I know Anya and I could have just waited ten minutes and fucked as loudly as we wanted. But silently watching Anya ride my cock in the full-length mirror, keeping our groans and cries buried deep inside… that was an experience like no other.

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