A Secret Fuck on the Beach, (a true story)

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A Secret Fuck on the Beach, (a true story)I walked in front of my husband, he was carrying the necessary beach bags, as I trudged on my bare feet revelling in the soft white sand, feeling the heat radiate and warm my inner thighs, a few degrees cooler than everywhere else, as the Sun mercilessly bathed me in its radiant glow.Beneath my dark shades I scanned the empty beach for an opportunity, my mind was looking for another man who might also appreciate my presence, and as I searched with eyes, my body ached and panicked, should there not be another, ‘Darling’, my poor husband whimpered, ‘why can’t we just bathe here’, he continued, he could also see that we were the only ones on the beach, this early in the morning?To my left there was the Palms and the long rushes and grasses, with the beach falling away down to the waters edge, at a gentle slope, about 15m of sand separated both edges, and as I looked along the beaches edge, I saw a movement, and my heart skipped a beat, a coloured towel, and a single person, in bathing shorts.I stopped and turned to look at my husband trudging up behind me, he looked washed out, still recovering from his late night parting, ‘OK darling’, I said, we can set down around here, and I turned and continued walking towards the man I spotted moments ago, happy to see he had disappeared again, and not arouse any complaints from my husband.We were now about 30m from where I last saw him and I changed my direction to obtusely arrive at the sand and undergrowths edge, the stranger would be about 15m from us now, close enough for him to see us, I could feel myself wet, at the thought of him looking at me, as I planed to be naked, and hide nothing.’Here boy’, I called out jokingly to my husband, as he struggled on with the cooler and the beach ware, I was calling out to make sure the other man knew there was a female close by, and he might want to look.We both spread out the three large towels, and my husband sat down on the beach cooler, ‘Want a coke’, he asked, sweating, ‘I take a beer, I said, noting he was blissfully unaware of anyone else bursa escort being near us.He handed me the beer and I took a deep draft, emptying almost half the bottle, and immediately undid my kaftan, which when caught by the wind, blew off in the direction of where the man could have been.I stood tall and statuesque, just a thong separated me from total nudity, ‘Jesus’, uttered my fucked up husband’, as he rose again to retrieve my light kaftan.’Wait’, I interjected, ‘I will get it, I’m going to dip myself in the water’, and he sat down again, my heart was thumping, I was praying he was there and would see me, my nipples ached, with the heat from the sun, and the longing to be suckled by a man who was desperate to suck them.I walked off after my kaftan, donning my straw bonnet, and feeling naked as the breeze flowed over my nude curves, the small triangular patch covering my cunt, wetted with each step, I never felt so wanton as I did at that moment, my eyes hidden behind the huge shades I wore, my head down into the breeze coming from behind, my eyes scanning the sand-line, until it delved in slightly, similar to where we had spread our towels, and there again I saw his towel, a bright yellow, and I looked back to where my husband lay, but I could not see him, but I could see the man to my left, now standing upright, totally naked and with an erection, which he showed proudly.I stopped atop my kaftan and removed my glasses, ‘Good Morning’, I said politely, we were separated by a few strides, ‘Holla’, he replied, or something like that, his eyes traversing my nudity, as my own eyes shamefully focused on his erect penis.I bent and picked up my kaftan, my nipples aching, the oil I had thankfully put on covering my self lubricating between my thighs, ‘Please come’, he suggested for me to join him on his towel, his erection now erect to an inclined angle, showing he was ready to fuck.I smiled, showing my teeth, still warm to him, ‘My husband is waiting for me’, I said, not really making any effort to run away, even as his penis showed bursa escort bayan he wanted to ravish me at that very moment.He mockingly tilted his head as if looking for him, then looking at me straight in the eye, he said, ‘You fuck this’, and as he said it, he took hold of his cock and started to masturbate.I was almost faint with desire, ‘Not just now, maybe later’, I replied half-heartedly, as I wanted to lie down at that very moment and fuck with him, and as I spoke he started to look as if he was about to offload a cannon shot, and even though I was in the realms of titillation, I did not want him to cum right now, as I wanted to build up towards my fuck, by showing myself and teasing him.I frantically look back to see if my husband was near, ‘Wait’, I said, and went gingerly back down the beach a few steps at a time until I could see my husband and where we were encamped, he was lying down on his towel, with a hat covering his face and a pair of ear buds plugged-in.I quickly recovered those few steps, this time finishing closer to him, so close as to reach out and take hold of his cock, ‘You’, I said thickly, ‘you fuck me now’, and as I asked him my knees buckled, it was the first time I asked an older man to fuck me for the sake of my pleasure.’Sure’, he said with a powerfully deep masculine dominance, and he spun me with ease and bent me forward, 30 seconds later he was all the way up inside me, fucking me like a rag doll, don’t get me wrong I was pushing back with as much desire as he was trying to poke a hole in my stomach.The fuck was incredible it was what I needed, but then with horror and in my haste I realized he was bare-backing me, and I was not on the pill, plus I was ovulating, so any semen would be ready to ripen my egg lying in my fallopian tube, the thought of it, being fertilized added to the thrill even though I knew it was all wrong.’Condom’, I said between the gasps as he thrust in and out of me, I was finding too hard to stop, as I was almost cumming myself, ‘Condom’, I said again, but he just smiled escort bursa and held my tomboyish hips tighter as he thrust merciless into my open cunt, bruising my cervix with each deep thrust.My knees began to buckle, I was at the peak, I bit my lip to stop my scream, when he said, ‘You’re my condom, you feel good, warm, tight’, and as he said it I could feel the warmth of his semen flood my poor battered cervix, and I started cumming, each spasm of my orgasm dipping my cervix into his pool of warm semen, sucking copious amount into my inner self, flooding my fallopian tubes with vibrant hungry spermatozoon.When I orgasmed my knees buckled, and I fell followed by him on top of me. He lifted both my legs high as my body shaped into the soft warm sand, and he lay on top of me, with his cock fully inserted, flooding my face with kisses, by now I had stopped all resistance, and let him subside inside my pussy, as its own swelling subsided, now my lust had abated.He rolled off of me, ‘Your husband’, he said, a satisfied smile on his face. I nodded but said nothing as my legs slid from his shoulders, ‘A Very good fuck, yes’, he said, answering his own question, but I said yes in reply, because it was, ‘Thank you’, I said, and I turned and walked down to the waters edge, waded in and washed my cunt, using my long fingers and pussy muscles to spoon out as much semen as I could.I waded out and started walking back up the beach towards my husband, who had ether passed out or was lost in his music, ‘How fucking easy it was to fuck a stranger, be impregnated, and all he experienced was half a dozen songs on his iPhone’, I laughed at its simplicity, as I stopped at my towel, and dropped my kaftan.’Where’s your ‘G’, he asked, and then I realized I was completely naked, ‘Shit’, I said in stunned realization, ‘it must have come in the water’, but he laughed, ‘You look so fucking fuckable’, he said, and I looked down at him, ‘Really’, I said thickly, and walked over to him and straddled him, ‘You hard’, I asked as my knees bent and my ass settled on his thighs, and I undid his shorts, If I were pregnant now, I needed his sperm as back-up’, was flashing through my horny and deviant mind.I Reached into his shorts and eased him out, two cocks in as many minutes, and eased myself onto him, and started fucking.All comments appreciated guys, thank you in advance love Mariel

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