I continued to enjoy the afterglow of my climax, eyes closed, smiling as my body slowly returned to normal. Slumped in my car seat, legs apart, I could feel warm, slippery juices continuing to exude from me. Finally, I opened my eyes, at peace.
I idly noted that there was now one other car parked at the beach, twenty feet away, having parked while I was ‘occupied’.
Quickly, I sat up. Oh God, I hope they had not seen me!
Instantly, I was uptight and anxious again.
My phone rang unexpectedly, making me jump and gasp at the sudden intrusion. Guilt overwhelmed me at the thought of being caught masturbating in public.
I looked at the number, breaking into a cold sweat, before answering.
“Hi Alex,” I said with a tremble in my voice.
“What are you up to, Tess? Have you got time to chat or play?”
This unsettled me even more, as we had always hooked up at night until this call.
“Aren’t you at work?” I asked innocently.
“I’m taking a break. Thought I would relax at my favourite beach. Are you Ok?” he added, picking up on the stress in my voice.
Needing fresh air, I wound down my window and absently looked across at the lone car. Oh god, the driver had closed his door and was walking across to me, phone to his ear.
If this were Alex, how did he know it was me here? The penny dropped. He must have noticed me pick up the phone just as he rang, or worse, had he heard mine ring, which would mean…!!
As he got closer, he tentatively queried, “Tess?”
“Alex?”
Smiling, he nodded in the affirmative.
“Hop in,” I said, unlocking the car doors for him and winding up my side window.
As he opened the car door and sat, I could not help but notice a bulge in his shorts and thought, ‘What had you been doing?’ Could he smell my recent emissions in the car? There was another musky scent in the air now.
Alex?
Involuntarily, my body reacted, the area between my legs becoming more sensitive. I then became aware of my dress rubbing against my clit as I adjusted my position.
This was suddenly a whole new ball game, physically meeting Alex. It was taking our relationship forward from the fantasy to the tangible. In my current emotional state of upheaval, I wanted to cry again, but somehow stubbornly resisted.
“Good God, Tess, you look more beautiful than I could ever have imagined!” He leaned over and started to stroke my long hair as if it was a perfectly normal thing to do.
I moved closer too, my mouth suddenly dry, resting my hand behind his neck and staring into a set of big, brown, puppy dog eyes. Unable to say anything coherent, I whispered huskily, “Me too.”
Leaning across as I was, I felt my nipples strain against my dress. As the dress pulled, it felt like static was being discharged into my nipples. Painfully, they burst outward, ripening into pink, brown buds. I leaned back a little, and the front of my dress gaped. I realised that Alex had also noticed my protrusions as he leaned further towards me.
It was the spark to ignite our built-up passion as our lips smashed together, unable to get enough of each other. Our kisses were urgent. Tongues slid between our mouths repeatedly, melding together, only to be torn apart. Alex was frantically squeezing my breasts inside of my dress in a frenzy of sexual desire, rolling my nipples roughly. We were both panting heavily.
Where was this going, I wondered. My body was telling me what it craved, but my mind drifted guiltily back to Doug.
Pulling away, I said, “Let’s go for a walk,” as we reluctantly separated. It pained me to see the hurt on Alex’s face, but he complied without complaint.
The beach was deserted now.
We walked holding hands. It felt so natural, yet this was the first man I had held hands with since before my marriage to Doug. I felt a growing anxiety knowing that a threshold had somehow been crossed.
We walked for miles along the beach, talking.
The water was ankle deep, our hips touching, an arm around each other’s waist. At first, our hips just swished against each other, but now, as we got into a rhythm, our hips moved as one. No longer foreign but an extension of our two bodies.
Connected.
A warm, contented feeling erupted from within me. The clouds affecting my mood from before had lifted, and I smiled openly for the first time that morning.
While I was smiling, Alex had turned in front of me and stopped. As he stared intently into my eyes, I willed him to kiss me. I could feel my body reawakening under the spell of those brown eyes. The sun was catching little highlights in his irises. I could feel the heat from his body burning into me, as the thought of him kissing me all over sent quivers up and down my body. He did not know it yet, but I felt like I wanted to give myself totally to him. I felt wanton in knowing where I wanted my carnal desires to lead.
I put my hand around his neck, stroking it gently as he leaned in to kiss me. His lips brushed my slightly parted lips. Our mouths met, only just touching as if he was hesitating, as his fingers softly grazed my neck, sending little tingles down my spine. Slowly, his mouth began to move in a slight circular motion. Moisture began to wet our lips. I leaned into him, feeling my firm breasts press against his chest. Our tongues again found delight as the tips first met and then danced around each other.
Our breathing was heavy, sucking in air to fuel our passion. I did not want this feeling of impending euphoria to stop. My body ached for him. Alex leaned his whole body into mine. I could feel his member growing, pressing into my hot mound and rising clit. Alex moaned. I gasped at how good it felt.
Oh my God, how my body desperately wanted his, too. Any guilty thoughts of Doug vanished as I surrendered.
Miles from the car park, with no other living soul within sight, we unashamedly ground our bodies together. His hard cock, restricted by his shorts, rolled over and back against my dress-covered mound. Time passed unobserved as I floated on a sea of liquid pleasure.
We were totally focused only on each other and the need to fulfil our bodily desires. Lewdly, I wanted to suck his knob and taste our combined cum on it. I gasped at the mere thought as my pussy contracted, oozing more juices, my inner thighs now slick.
Unnoticed by us, the weather had changed; a warm drizzle now bathed us.
Our clothes clung to us as water drops cascaded down our bodies, making our skin glisten and slippery. As Alex clutched my bum cheeks, pulling me up into him, I groaned into his wet, hair-covered ear. It would not take much for me to climax, nor Alex, judging by how stiffly his cock strained at his shorts. Inhibitions no longer existed as we stood, feeling like we were the only people alive on the planet.
Clothes were now standing between what we both craved. Alex watched as I stepped back and, struggling, lifted my dress up and off, letting it fall to the water, my breasts bouncing with the sudden release.
As Alex removed his shirt, I squatted down, pulling his shorts down as I went. I gasped as his cock leapt out and swayed deliciously within inches of my lips. Even in the drizzle, his precum was evident as it oozed out of his tight slit. I kissed his straining helmet, savouring the slippery liquid as I coated my lips with it before licking them to taste the sweet pearls of precum streaming from his knob.
My clit was so sensitive I dared not touch it. Instead, I gripped his shaft and squeezed until I felt it throbbing back at me. I sucked and licked his nob as his moans grew louder and increasingly urgent. Alex started to thrust with his hard, thick manhood. My cervix spasmed at the thought of him buried deep within me.
I had fantasised about him cumming into me for far too long.
My body was close to succumbing as I stood up, panting. I wanted to feel him rigid and tight inside of me. To grip him with my vagina and feel him pulsate as he had done in my hand. I need to feel him fill me. As I stood, his shaft quickly went between my closed legs, plunging in and out with ease, my juices coating him liberally. I cried out as the sensation of orgasm started to inch ever closer.
Lifting a leg, I showed him my submission. Alex quickly held it up as his thrusting started to angle upwards. I could feel his slippery knob coated in our combined juices rubbing against my love channel opening.
I urgently needed him, all of him, inside of me. NOW.
Push now. Oh my God, push, I thought as I also started to thrust my pelvis forward, trying to snare him so I could take his engorged manhood into me. Thick, slick honey was streaming from my pussy, running hotly down my leg.
I had abandoned all decorum. I needed to fuck hard…now.
Then it happened.
I felt his knob enter me. Oh fuck! Heaven, more. I needed more!
I felt my opening close tightly around his knob, then Alex stopped.
“Noo…” I cried as he gripped my bum, preventing me from bucking forward. I was crying, tears rolling down my cheeks, totally overwhelmed.
I felt his shaft slowly encroach further into my body.
I quivered violently on his shaft.
He thrust hard the last inch, his balls slapping against my wet arse. I could feel his shaft deep within me, my body accepting him as if it were part of me. Now, I was unable to move as pleasure rippled through my body.
I felt Alex’s finger sliding down my bum crack, desperately seeking purchase. It slid up and down my arse, the rain acting as a lubricant. My brain felt like it was melting. Never had I ever wanted this, but now, in the moment, I utterly and desperately wanted his finger in there, too.
Alex felt the intense heat being emitted from my puckered, brown hole as he tested it, pushing slightly against the tight brown creases.
“Yes, Alex,” I gasped as I looked him in the eye. Slowly, he pushed inwards into my virgin, secret opening. My body wanted it, relaxing the sphincter muscles, allowing him to enter where no man had gone before.
“Moreee!” I screamed into his ear.
Alex pushed his finger deeper as I let out a continuous moan, pushed over the edge of reason.
“Yes, Oh fuu…uk, YES.” I pushed down on his finger, causing it to slide in fully.
“Alex, FUCK me…fuck.” I clenched in excitement, locking his finger there. We were as intimate as two humans could get.
“Ooh God,” I screamed. “Keep doing it, Alex.”
We stood grinding into each other. His cock was touching and pulsating against the most arousing parts of my vagina. His finger felt electrifying, taking me to new heights of ecstasy, unable to separate my two entrances as I erupted into a quivering, shaking orgasm.
“Ahrr…fu…ck, Tess…I’m cumming…ARHH.”
Alex lifted me, screaming in a giant roar, his piston shooting in and out of me in a frenzy. With my arms around his neck, my legs shot out to the sides, rigid, as pure fiery orgasms continued to flood my body. I was crying and screaming all at the same time.
“Now Alex, for God’s sake…Now…fuck, fuck. Oh fuuuck.”
Suddenly, it was like I was floating on his shaft as his hot cum gushed up, up into me. There was so much creamy seed coating my womb. A warm sticky blanket of thick cum. For a moment, I could not feel his cock. I shook as another series of orgasms convulsed through my body.
“Oh, fuck,” I screamed.
Alex lifted me so his shaft almost left my body before pulling me back down onto his turgid shaft.
My clitoris spasmed, gripping his stone-hard cock. The sudden feel of his cock in me again made me moan as another climax bathed my body. I jerked on his cock as less intense orgasms surged unexpectedly through my pussy, spreading up deep within me.
My arms and legs felt like jelly as I struggled to hang onto Alex. Never had I experienced so many intense climaxes before.
We kissed as we contentedly came back down to earth. Alex released my legs, and as I let them slide down his legs, his cock slithered out, and our combined love juices poured out of my open pussy and over his still firm cock. We stood playfully grinding the silky wetness against each other as our tongues moved like velvet in each other’s mouths.
We eventually crumbled onto the beach, both spent, locked in a tight embrace, sated.
I knew then that my body could not do without Alex. Emotionally and physically, I felt we were one. We continued to learn more about each other over the next few months. My emotionally charged decision, in the end, was preordained.
