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Lone Wife on the Beach

Woman anticipates a brief visit to the seaside.

Spankmasters
May 31, 2024
5 min read
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Wife Alone at the Beach
Wife Alone at the Beach

Lone Wife on the Beach

The beach is almost empty. Just a group of people playing volleyball to the left and a few people enjoying the sunset. I put down my book in the sand and close my eyes, enjoying the cool lake breeze. I'm about to take one last plunge into the water before returning home.

I wade out into the deeper water and submerge myself, letting the waves wash over my head. I stay under as long as I can before I need to surface for air. I feel my leg touch something large, and I'm embarrassed as I didn't realize there were other swimmers around. I come up gasping for air and apologize. I wipe my eyes and spit out the water in my mouth. In that second, it takes me to regain my senses, and I feel a strong hand around me and one covering my mouth. My eyes open, and I see an average-height man standing in front of me with a grin on his face. He lifts me up and carries me towards the beach, saying, "I love it when they come alone and stay late, don't you?"

The man holding me just laughs. "They make it so easy."

My feet are out of the water now, so I try to kick to get free. "Oh look, she is trying to fight... and useless," he says. His voice has a hint of malice that makes my blood run cold.

They carry me up the beach and throw me onto a picnic table. Now I see the man holding me. He is tall and broad in the chest, with his face hidden by the angle of the sun. His eyes burn with lust.

He stands between my legs, preventing me from closing them. He helps his friend tie me up. My ankles and wrists are secured to the table legs, leaving me with minimal movement.

The smaller of the two leans in and whispers in my ear, "If you are a good girl and don't fight, we will take what we want and let you go. Who knows... you might even like it." He stuffs a piece of cloth into my mouth to muffle any potential screams for help.

The bigger of the two starts to touch me. His hands travel from my shoulders, over my wet bathing suit top, and pull the straps off. I feel the breeze on my exposed breasts, then his hands are covering them, tugging at my nipples. My body responds.

His friend chuckles, "Looks like we have a live one."

I hear the sound of a knife being clicked open. My eyes widen. "I'm not going to hurt you, but I beg you to lay still. I just need to see your pussy."

I squirm and moan, but I can't help but feel my body respond. He slides a finger down my pussy lips, and I feel wetness. "She's already getting wet. This is going to be fun."

He pulls off the rest of my bathing suit, then slides me down to the edge of the table. He grabs my hips and lifts them up, then pushes his hips into me. His cock is hard and rough against my exposed pussy lips. I moan loudly.

His fingers dig into my thighs and ass, and in a matter of seconds, he is buried deep inside me. I cry out and thrash my head, enjoying the feel of his large cock sliding in and out, slowly at first, then picking up speed, fueled by my enjoyment.

His friend watches from the side, his cock in his hand. It's thick and short. I can't help but get more aroused thinking of being filled with something so thick.

"What's going on here?" I hear a stranger's voice. My captors laugh. "We found a treasure on the beach. Want to share?"

The one inside me pounds me even harder and laughs as I try to keep up with his thrusts. I blush as yet another watcher sees my eagerness for rape and sexual exploitation. The man inside me moans and picks up his pace, "Oh my god, she's gripping my cock with her pussy. Oh god, I'm about to cum deep inside her." [Some information about the author if available]

I barely hear the conversation anymore, completely focusing on his thrusts. I feel myself being guided into an orgasm, waves crashing over me just seconds before he pushes deeper and holds, firing his load. Before his first thrust stops, his friend asks, "Who's next?" and I witness four other men watching me.

"Holy shit, I think... I'm about to be gangbanged," I think to myself.

My pussy contracts slightly, and my breathing becomes shallow through my nose.

"Look at how aroused she is." someone shouts as another man slides in between my legs. His fingers on his left hand explore while his right hand strokes his erection. He slides in and says "oh god... she's so wet!"

From that moment onwards, I can't exactly recollect any details. I only feel the sensation of each new cock bouncing inside me. Time evades me, as well as the exact number of orgasms I've had tonight. I temporarily redirect my gaze to the second captor, who is standing by the side and watches me, his thick penis in hand, taking his turn. His gaze shifts to my face, and I see a low growl while my body involuntarily arches up.

I catch him staring at me and lick my lips in his direction. I stare back at him as various cocks penetrate me. My lust for that one thick cock increases with every new reaching orgasm. I see him watching me from the sidelines as others ooh and aah, not realizing that my ardent responses are in fact for him and not them.

I notice him staring at me once more and lick my lips in response. Many men have already left, laughing and joking about "next time we'll keep her."

I feel the knots loosening on my wrists and ankles, the gag being removed from my mouth. I can't stop myself from moaning "Why didn't you like me?"

He chuckles, "Don't you worry, sweetheart. I'm nowhere near done with you."

He grabs me, carrying me back to the lake. The water rushes against my bare skin, and when we're waist deep, I start feeling the coolness on my breasts. We stand here for some time, allowing the water to mostly clean me. He then turns around, leading me back to the shore.

Just before I reach the sand, he lets go of my feet, still holding onto me. We share a passionate kiss, his tongue exploring my mouth. His hands are quite large and powerful, clamming my arms tightly. He spins me around, keeping his erection in me, and I line up with him.

I begin to rise to my hands and knees, but he yanks me back down. His throbbing member invades my pussy. I scream loudly in ecstasy, my body shaking and moaning as he continues to stretch my pussy. The water splashes on us, waves washing away excess cum stuck to me. Eventually we return to the shore.

He sets me upright, still inside me, and whispers in my ear. He talks about how being inside me makes him feel, of all the ways he wants to use me. I groan and writhe against him, eager for more.

But then his last sentence halts me mid-motion: "mmmm... You're such a good little slut. Your husband was right. I'm going to have to do this again... and again."

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