Elizabeth didn’t know what she was looking for when she went for a walk along the beach late that night. She couldn’t sleep, tossing and turning, then pacing the floor. The ocean caught her eye and she stepped into her sandals and out of her luxury condo onto the sand. The salty breeze caught the edges of her sheer cover-up, revealing her slinky satin night dress. She walked down the worn boards that stretched over the dunes until she felt sand on her toes, then kept on walking until the first shallow wave came rushing toward her.
She gazed out at the seemingly endless expanse of ocean and briefly wished that it would engulf her, body and soul submerged in the depths forever. But the ocean breeze drew her back to herself, tickling her skin pleasurably as it drifted by and sending a chill down her spine that hardened her nipples. She inhaled deeply and continued her sojourn down the beach toward the dim lights over the pier. Facing the wind, her wrap fluttered and her slip clung close to her body, revealing a shapely figure with full breasts and expansive hips.
As she drew closer, she began to hear music. A guitar. A man’s voice singing a sad refrain. Closer still, the man’s figure came into view, striking in his white button down against the dark underbelly of the pier. Now close enough to see his long, deft fingers and tan, sinewy forearms, his weathered jeans and shoes. His dark locs tumbled down to his shoulders, framing a long, angular face. Now close enough to make eye contact in the dusky night. She said nothing and stood still as he finished the last chorus. His lilting voice was just as beautiful when he spoke:
“Hello.”
“Hi,” she giggled a little nervously. He seemed almost as nervous, “Um, I was just about to pack up, but do you, uh, well do you have any special requests?”
“Yes,” she replied with a smirk, “But it’s so basic, you’ll laugh.”
“Try me.”
She laughed. “Wonderwall.”
He faked a groan, “You’re right, that’s incredibly basic.” Then he grinned, “But alright. For you.”
She relaxed as he began, glancing down at her feet before raising her eyes to meet his bemused gaze. Her body swayed gently to the music as she listened, but her eyes never wavered from the eyes she now saw were flecked and hazel.
“You’re gonna be the one to save me.” He finished the song and the pair of them shared a pause that pulsed with electric tension.
She thought about her impulse to be consumed by the ocean, and she realized she just wanted to be consumed. Her fingers trembling, she loosed her coverup and night dress and allowed him to see her body in silhouette in the moonlight. He laid down his guitar and slowly walked to her side. His lips caressed her neck intimately and he wrapped his arms around her, his hands discovering the dips and curves of her plump form. She gasped as his fingers found her moist slit and massaged up and down from the source of the wetness up to her quivering clit and back down again, up and down, up and down. She felt his hardening cock pressing against her ass from beneath his jeans. Reaching back, she began rubbing the thick bulge, and he moaned. His fingers ceased their exploration for a moment as he hastily unbuttoned his shirt and dispensed with his jeans. He once again pressed up against her ass, but this time his bare cock grazed her ass as he nuzzled her neck, fondling her soft breasts.
“Let’s go under the pier,” he whispered, then moved to grab the blanket he’d been playing on. He took her hand and his dark skin gleamed in the moonlight next to her fair alabaster figure. They walked underneath the pier out of sight of any late night passersby and he laid out the blanket on the sand. Turning to caress her body, he kissed her lips and flicked his tongue into her open mouth before gently pulling her down to the blanket beneath him. Her breath quickened as she felt his long, thick cock brush against her pussy for the first time. “Damn you’re so wet,” he murmured with pleasure, sliding his cock up and down her slit and teasing her pussy with the fat tip. “I know,” she whispered into his ear before sucking on his earlobe. Wrapping her arms and legs around his torso, she pulled him even closer, “Fuck me, please.”
Breathing heavily, he began slipping his cock into her soaking wet pussy. It was a tight fit, and she moaned with pleasure as he slowly penetrated her slowly, deeper and deeper, faster and faster. “Yes, fuck, yes!” She moaned exultantly as she felt the full length of his cock deep inside of her, “Yes please, oh God yes, harder,” and he obliged with fervor, fucking her tight little hole forcefully and stretching her out with his exquisite girth. She tilted her pelvis up and felt the delicious friction of his body against her clit, and soon the first wave of her orgasm began, squirting and squeezing his dick hard inside her pussy. “Oh keep going, oh my God,” she squealed as her pussy throbbed. He fucked her harder and even deeper and she squirted again.
“Oh God I’m going to cum, I’m going to cum…”
“Yes, yes, yes, cum inside me, fill me up with your cum, please!”
“Fuck, I’m cumming, ahhh, oh, FUCK,” he moaned as he orgasmed and pumped her full of his hot cum, setting off another orgasm and making a mess of his blanket.
They clung to each other for what seemed like hours afterward. Elizabeth didn’t know what she was looking for when she walked down the beach that late night. But as she lay there breathing heavily, his cum dripping out of her pussy, she thought whatever it was, she had found it.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/pe6z3f/beneath_the_pier_sex_with_strangers_bbc_bbw
That’s so hot!
Yeah I need to learn how to play the guitar