THE BEACH
Louise and Peter are on their way to a remote beach, just by themselves today. ‘Hold my hand’ Peter says as they follow a path that almost isn’t there! Suddenly they pass the three metal posts that they are looking for, and the deserted cove comes into view. To the right is a patch of soft sand, backing on to cliffs. ‘That’s it, we’re here’ Peter confirms.
It is a still day, the water is lapping gently, and the hot sun is bearing relentlessly down, so Peter quickly puts up a couple of sun umbrellas. He has also brought a cool box containing a picnic with wine and other cold drinks. Beach mats are spread out in the shade of the parasols. ‘It’s unlikely that we will see another soul all day, and you can’t get quieter then that!’ Peter extols, as he pulls his T-shirt over his head. He drops his shorts and steps from them, revealing the black see-thru pants he is wearing especially for Louise’s benefit. She, almost automatically, touches the thin fabric, right at the front, where his cock is clearly visible. ‘Nice’ she murmurs quietly, ‘are you going to take them off?’ ‘No’ he replies, ‘you are!’ She pulls them down and off, and he sits down on his mat.
‘I’m feeling overdressed’ Louise says. ‘You are! It’s far too hot for clothes!’ ‘True’ she agrees, sliding her shorts down over her knees, and her vest top soon joins them on the corner of her mat. There is a moment of hesitation before she unclips her bra and adds it to the heap. Peter says nothing, but looks at her gorgeous tanned body. She has noticed the movement and stirring between his legs, as he responds to the intoxicating atmosphere of the sensuous moment.
Louise looks at the other end of the beach, at the back of the cove, and up to the top of the cliffs; all is quiet and they have the entire area to themselves. She is satisfied, and takes off her panties. Peter loves her smooth, hairless pussy, and does not try to disguise the fact that he is looking at it. ‘So lovely’ he mutters. ‘Let’s test the water.’
It is barely six small paces before the warm Mediterranean is washing over their feet, and just a little further it is deep enough to cover them up to the waist. It is perfect. They stand close, and her hand rests comfortably on Peter’s cock, as if it is the most natural thing in the world. He is happy to be caressed, and she is enjoying doing it. He resists the temptation to reciprocate yet, partly because he is still enjoying being touched, partly because there is no hurry, and partly to allow her time to become fully at ease with the situation. There is no need for words, and none are spoken. Getting immersed feels wonderful, and time seems to stand still. They have both grasped a particle of timeless time that they don’t want to end. Of course, it does, but will remain imprinted in their memories for the rest of time.
In the beautiful easy silence, broken only by the soft sound of the sea, the invisible magnetism is pulling their two bodies closer, and kissing is so right, as Peter’s hand cups her breasts, and feels her nipples, one at a time, resting against the palm of his hand. The intensity of passion increases, unsurprisingly, and soon fingers are exploring every part. In what could almost be a choreographed balletic movement, she pushes her man down on to his back as her mouth envelops his growing manhood. Her fingers wrap around the base of his stiffening stem, moving up and down in unison with her mouth. Moaning with pleasure, Peter is allowing the sensations of ecstasy to flood through his body, which is already being teased by the balmy breeze and penetrating rays of sunshine.
She lifts her head, and he can see that between her legs her heavenly passageway is primed and open. The urgency becomes unbearable, and with exquisite grace she slides up his legs until contact is achieved, and he effortlessly and smoothly slides inside her. She is relishing every second of being in control, and the expressions on her face spell out each detail of her joy. She is in the centre of her own personal universe, and the reality of the beach and surroundings has morphed into a swirl of ethereal pulsating clouds, with every subtle feeling being expressed in changing fluid vivid colours. This is ultimate.
The pace builds as the lovers race towards the finishing line, and they break the tape together, collapsing in complete harmony. Gradually the waves of excitement give way to the soporific sounds of the sea, the mind clouds disperse, and the warm, wet places are the sole reminders of the most thrilling and fulfilling experience.
Slowly, they sit up. ‘Lunch now?’ Louise poses the question with a look of tranquility on her face. They have a simple salad with bread, and Peter uncorks a bottle of wine.
Once sated, they lie down and allow themselves to drift into a state of semi-consciousness for an hour or so, and then frolic in the water again‘
I love the beach’ Louise comments, as they lie back down on their mats, and then adds, wistfully, ‘but I’ve only had one orgasm!’ ‘How many do you want?’ ‘More!’ Her pussy is still glistening with droplets of water, and she uses her towel to wipe them away. He teases with his tongue around her sensitive area, almost, but not quite, touching the magical parts. It is a divine tease, and it continues for as long as possible, to heighten the urgency and produce a massive explosion. When she can stand no more, she thrusts and rotates her pelvis so that contact is ensured. Her cries of satisfaction echo around the bay, which, fortunately, had remained otherwise empty all day. ‘Don’t stop’, she gasps, and he continues, bringing her to climax twice more in quick succession. ‘I don’t suppose I’ll be able to do much with this’ Louise exclaims wrapping her hand around Peter’s semi-erect prick. ‘Maybe not’ he agrees, but it feels fantastic, so please, don’t stop.’ It was too soon for him to get really hard again, but, nevertheless, despite the large amount he had cum earlier, he still manages to conjure up a little more!
The sun is beginning to sink toward the horizon, so it is time to leave the beach and return to reality, at the close of a truly memorable day.
