The Beach
The beach is a place I adore, I can't get enough of the seaside aroma, the soothing sound of waves crashing, and the soft sand under my feet.
Growing up, I had the pleasure of experiencing the beauty of the beach frequently, a luxury Katherine never experienced growing up. Now that we have a family near the coast, we often go there, and it comes with the added perk of free babysitting services. It's a great deal since the beach becomes even more enchanting after sundown.
The children were sound asleep and cared for by their grandmother when I suggested to Katherine that we take a stroll by the beach to admire the stars. I had other plans in mind.
Our house was just a block away from a path that led to the beach, which snaked through a forest for about fifty meters before connecting to the bay. The coast was packed with tourists during the holidays, but not now, in early summer. The houses in the area were mostly empty, waiting for schools to close.
This made it possible for me to assume there would be no one around during our stroll.
We ventured towards the beach, with Katherine in a short dress and me in shorts and a T-shirt. Both of us being Australian meant we wore thongs, or the flip-flop type, not underwear.
I abruptly stopped Katherine halfway on the path, in the middle of the road, and told her, "I want you to remove your underwear and give it to me."
She appeared surprised but her response was typical of our games, a mix of bashful and mischievous. She bent down, and as I lifted her dress up over her back to display her bare bottom, I couldn't help but smack her left buttock.
Her reaction was a jump with a small squeal, followed by her throwing her panties at me before pulling her dress back down. I chuckled as I put her undies in my pocket, and we resumed our walk. My aim was exhibiting more than just a touch of playful exhibitionism.
Once we reached the path through the trees, I slide my hand beneath her dress, gripping her bottom as I drew her close for a passionate kiss. As if that wasn't enough, I slid my other hand to her pussy, already wet from our unique game.
For the next few meters, we walked on the beach where the sand shone brightly, reflecting the calmness of the water. The moonlight elucidated enough to see by, but not enough to distinguish faces or details. Being near the beach and knowing we were alone, gave me enough confidence to hear if anyone approached. The trees would make them invisible.
To ensure complete privacy, I urged Katherine to explore the beach, pretending we were just taking a leisurely stroll. After making our way up and down the beach, I pulled her to me and kissed her hungrily, inhaling her into my arms.
With great intentions, Katherine tore at my shirt, isolating me from the world as she tugged it off and buried it in the sand. We were hardly apart, as my hands traversed her hair, gripping her tightly.
She eagerly undid my belt and began to trail her tongue down my stomach, eventually moving to the base of my throbbing manhood. The idea to swallow my cock was seemingly her own, as she reached down and slid my pants and underwear to the sandy floor. Her mouth worked me eagerly, all the while, teasing my head, brushing her tongue along my shaft.
I let her work her magic, allowing her to master my length while I held her head firmly. As I basked in the pleasure, my orgasm was near, but I couldn't proceed until my plan was realized.
I brought her close to me, and locked lips with her passionately, her face covered in pre-cum and saliva. She responded aggressively, and afterward, I took my clothes and guided her along the beach to a seat next to the path. This could possibly be the riskiest phase; being near the path means someone could be watching us from the darkness. It was a risk, yes, but it was designed to augment the thrill and stimulus of our night activities.
I settled her on the bench, and then, starting with a kiss, I sat down between her legs. I moved her dress up, as she opened her thighs, and then crouched down to give her a gentle kiss on her glistening lips.
Bare-chested, on my knees, at the beach in the moonlight, I began to infatuate my spouse using the techniques I've mastered throughout the years, utilizing my mouth and tongue to amuse and arouse her clitoris and vulva. Her arousal was undeniable; wetness dripping from her lips, as I rhythmically massaged her pussy with my tongue. It didn't take much to set off her first climax, or her second; her stifled moans enticed me.
The third I extracted digitally, inserting first one finger, then a second, swiftly discovering her g-spot and stimulating it while she groaned and wriggled. I could feel her vagina contracting around my finger, attempting to draw me in deeper. I adore this feeling!
I started standing up, and we kissed, our faces shimmery and wet. I guided her around the back of the bench, and instructed her to lean forward and grip the back of the seat, and then, not so delicately, I forced my penis inside her. She almost collapsed, her legs buckling for a moment before she regained her composure. Silent up until now, she couldn't hold it in any longer, and began to pant and grunt loudly as I thrust my penis deep within her.
She was guttural now with every thrust, pushing back at the right moment, until she came once again; the sensation of her cave tightening around me, pulsing. As she climaxed, so did I, unleashing myself inside her.
She plunged to the ground behind the bench, and I loomed behind her, slightly rubbing her shoulders.
"That was the strongest climax I've ever experienced!" she raved, a significant statement, given how long we've been learning together.
Before I could reply, I noticed a dark figure approaching the beach. "Someone's coming!" I murmured, and hastily grabbed my clothes before we disappeared into the shadows. After hiding, I speedily dressed once more.
"Could you please give me my panties?" she requested once I was finished, "Cum is trickling down my legs!"
"Certainly!" I said, as I playfully spun them in my fingers, and walked away.
The expression on her face was a sight I'll cherish forever, as I walked away down the path, leaving her to figure out what she'd do. It didn't take long before she caught up with me, "I can't believe you did that!"
We strolled back through the dark streets, my cum slowly leaking out of her vagina and down her legs. The idea of it was making me erect again!
I'm definitely going to be paid for that later, but I'm sure that the payment, too, will be delightful.
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